<?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-8453483</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:05:31.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hypnotic icecream</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>306</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-1753875305422410592</id><published>2007-02-19T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T23:56:04.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please.</title><content type='html'>whatever I can't be bothered.
well that's what I think.
I don't care.
talk if you want to.
don't talkif you don't want to.
but where are you when i needed you?
i remember seeing myself there.
fuck it.
all the best.


granny, please don't go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-1753875305422410592?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/1753875305422410592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=1753875305422410592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/1753875305422410592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/1753875305422410592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2007/02/please.html' title='please.'/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-116713678379812313</id><published>2006-12-26T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T20:39:54.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;GLO the wonderful( riiight):&lt;/b&gt;

yes my dear. I had a wonderful holiday. First few days weren't that good because..yeah but it was good. I miss you too, charbokia.

&lt;b&gt;JASSSHOLE:&lt;/b&gt; yes yes the kiss entry is up! yay *smiles* I LIKE. missed you.

&lt;b&gt;MICH:&lt;/b&gt; i want to see you soon! when when when? i want hug please.... MUSE! :)

&lt;b&gt;nitha:&lt;/b&gt; well school is starting soon. SUCKY but atleast i get to see you you huggable thing. Hope all's fine my dear with you and d! heart you!!! ;]

&lt;b&gt;Jaime:&lt;/b&gt; well i'm back now and you guys seemed to have had so much of fun.
:/

&lt;b&gt;sohhwee:&lt;/b&gt; MY AG! yes please. i am so puttling up THAT picture when i get hold of it. you'll be amazed. TURN ME ON MAN. meet up soon on; samsung phone user! x) and yes adorable! merry christmas to you toooo!

&lt;b&gt;Princess Wannable( go on dreaming pleasee):&lt;/b&gt; I am back I am back and hello talk until so long la please. ear pain. if i ever die of radiation y'all know who to look at. the most shiny thing. haha diamond luh. :p see you soon!

&lt;b&gt;sammie:&lt;/b&gt; OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGG sammie SAMMIE SAAAAAAAAAAAMIIIIEEE!
I MISSS YOU MISSS YOU MISSSSSS YOU . the same to you! so happy to see you here(blog duh!!!).

i miss the KAIA gang! haha SEX-TOY. LOL

&lt;b&gt;ling*:&lt;/b&gt; i miss chatting with you too. big time! and like i didn't miss you please!!
OK LAME. and merry christmas to you tooo and yes i saw yourblog even before you told me you changed your link. hahaha know your link by heart luh. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ONCE AGAIN! and cheers to that food date we have at the endof the sem and that thing i am going to give you! and no TOILET ROLLS YOU NEH NEH POK FOODIE WOMAN!


and &lt;b&gt;Leia!&lt;/b&gt;
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YOU L-LY SUDDENLY CALL ME ON THE PHONE-Y!
seeing you tomorrow?
you look so japanese white i dont know for what reason in this picture.
No you're not F U G L Y.
you're just a swan( remember that poem?)
heh ;]
COOLO( this reminds me of &lt;i&gt;You&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-116713678379812313?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/116713678379812313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=116713678379812313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/116713678379812313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/116713678379812313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/12/glo-wonderful-riiight-yes-my-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-116486881789871924</id><published>2006-11-30T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T14:40:19.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If i wrote you a symphony..&lt;br&gt;
so nice.&lt;br&gt;
I like the song.&lt;br&gt;
yesterday night was right/wrong?&lt;br&gt;
I don't know.&lt;br&gt;
I only know i wasn't neutral.&lt;br&gt;
ohwells.&lt;br&gt;*smiles*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



I don't know why but i don't really like what I wrote before. See,&lt;br&gt;
even parthe told the same thing. That my blog is emo nowadays and her&lt;br&gt;
doesn't like it.&lt;br&gt;
AIYAH fuck it la.&lt;br&gt;
hahahahahaa.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

OMG SPEECH LATER!&lt;br&gt;
impromtu somemore.&lt;br&gt;
HOPE I don't die seriously.&lt;br&gt;
I HAVE TO PUT ALL OF IT BEHIND ME!&lt;br&gt;
I know i can do it.&lt;br&gt;
but she was so disappointing today.&lt;br&gt;
like ^%^$%$&amp;^$*^%^^.&lt;br&gt;
so different from yesterday.&lt;br&gt;
SIGH&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

OKAY WISH ME LUCK.&lt;br&gt;
speech in few minutes time!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
 
LALALALALALALALALALA.&lt;br&gt;
;]&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-116486881789871924?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/116486881789871924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=116486881789871924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/116486881789871924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/116486881789871924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-i-wrote-you-symphony.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-116399262972352180</id><published>2006-11-20T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T11:18:40.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>This is it. I realised i have been drowning myself into too much of emotional stuff that it's been talking away my energy(?). It's &lt;br&gt;unfair to myself .I guess I thought too much at the point of time. Chairman said loving someone is painful. Well to me, it&lt;br&gt; was not that loving the someone part which was painful( i realised quite sometime ago), it's when you expect too&lt;br&gt; much out of it. That's when it kills you because you're disappointed. It did kill me to the point i wouldn't even know why i was&lt;br&gt; crying. Killed me right there but that was then.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Thinking ahead, I have a goal. To do better in life. To stop expecting. I'll let the longing feeling go for that complete feeling. &lt;br&gt;If it comes, it'll come. That's what I feel right now. The love still continues for the people around me. That wouldn't&lt;br&gt; change. I am going to give my best in everything I do. For school and for dance.I am so going to get all those techniques and&lt;br&gt; sharper movements in. I am going to sleep early everyday from now on so that i don't get the headaches i normally&lt;br&gt; do the next day when i don't have enough sleep.( weekends are an exception. CONFERENCES with Baby G's)&lt;br&gt;( heckthe spelling).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I just want to concentrate.&lt;br&gt;
I want to be a better woman.&lt;br&gt;
for one person.&lt;br&gt;
myself, Lavanya.&lt;br&gt;
=)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I'll do it.&lt;br&gt;
*smiles*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

and my Dear friends and family,&lt;br&gt;
I love you all!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Imaflirt and spoon,&lt;br&gt;
The two people who made me realise sides of me I never knew and you guys are partly the reason how I am the person I am&lt;br&gt; right now and i thank you for everything.&lt;br&gt;
I love the two of you.&lt;br&gt;
more than you know.( however much.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Love,&lt;br&gt;
L.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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spoon, your lasagne was ORGASM to the IC.&lt;br&gt;
*hugs*&lt;br.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;







p.s: ashley, as long as you like, it doesn't matter. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-116399262972352180?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/116399262972352180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=116399262972352180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/116399262972352180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/116399262972352180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-116205280191115822</id><published>2006-10-29T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T00:26:42.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jolynn: hello jolynn. You are so funny i swear.*thinksLJS* funny funny. chesthair. hahahahaa&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

genn-: yes love I saw. Thank you. DOODLES are good. ;]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

eunice:yeah so sorry i couldn't pick up your phonecall!  to morw IAC lessons? heee.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

cantabile: You already did and i want to see you again and again and again you pretty thing.( with or without gina)
I miss her tooo. alot.
;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-116205280191115822?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/116205280191115822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=116205280191115822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/116205280191115822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/116205280191115822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/10/jolynn-hello-jolynn.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-116028178110353349</id><published>2006-10-08T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T12:32:00.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Youre determined..&lt;br&gt;
You think youre trying to forget her&lt;br&gt;
but you arent. I think youre still waiting,&lt;br&gt;
hoping for her to change her mind arent you?&lt;br&gt;
Well however cliché, you always want what you cant have.&lt;br&gt;
Seriously you can divert your attention if willing..&lt;br&gt;
But you just gave all of Lavanya in. To her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

03:05:16&lt;br&gt;
8-Oct-06&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Yea cos youre kinda physically with him but almost&lt;br&gt;
mentally stuck with her? Time will heal &lt;: just patience&lt;br&gt;
&amp; more self time. I hope you can shut your eyes &amp; think.&lt;br&gt;
Think about now. Not the past, but everything possible&lt;br&gt;
That can make your now pleasant! &lt;: &lt;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

03:37:55&lt;br&gt;
8-Oct-06&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I am staring and I dont know what to type.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-116028178110353349?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/116028178110353349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=116028178110353349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/116028178110353349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/116028178110353349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/10/youre-determined.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-116011785403623384</id><published>2006-10-06T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T14:58:22.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/mummyandsabby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/mummyandsabby.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;


I miss you Sabrina =/

VERAMODAAAAA,&lt;br&gt;
LOVELYDADAAAAAA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

haha.=)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

helloYOU.&lt;br&gt;
 it's beeen long.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

;]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

and I missed Magda's birthday!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

DIE AH.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

i miss you magdalena sandomierska.&lt;br&gt;
She's Polish.&lt;br&gt;
Beautiful deep blue eyes you can look into for long.&lt;br&gt;
=)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

dance later .&lt;br&gt;
I need to talk to Ann.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

AND,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

It's going to be so awkward.&lt;br&gt;
haha we'll see. LIkeable eh. LOl&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-116011785403623384?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/116011785403623384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=116011785403623384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/116011785403623384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/116011785403623384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-miss-you-sabrina-veramodaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115863410422350512</id><published>2006-09-19T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T10:48:24.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;CHOICES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

XY1 XY2 XX1 XX2.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

which one?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

BIOLOGY helps.&lt;br&gt;
;]

Lav, check it with the heart first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115863410422350512?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115863410422350512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115863410422350512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115863410422350512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115863410422350512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/09/choices-xy1-xy2-xx1-xx2.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115859001172794238</id><published>2006-09-18T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T22:33:32.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I need you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

 totally do. I need her man. arrrrrrrgh.&lt;br&gt;
SEXYBACK | 09.18.06 - 1:05 am | #&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

SEXYBACK.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Tsk. DO NOT SAY THAT.&lt;br&gt;
Saying that only makes you want her more.&lt;br&gt;
SAY,&lt;br&gt;
I REALLY NEED MY DIRTY BABE. (:&lt;br&gt;
BECKS | 09.18.06 - 2:54 pm | #&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;
yes I need you too. LOL. *licks*&lt;br&gt;
you made me smile today. For that I owe you something.&lt;br&gt;
*smiles*&lt;br&gt;
wait for that tomorrow DIRTYBABE.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

oh and I haven’t drank warm water YET. hehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

UPDATE:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

okay and I got a plan,&lt;br&gt;
I need to blog in blogspot, here and LJ everytime I post something and I have changed my password like a&lt;br&gt; 276317623918273 times can.&lt;br&gt;
because i keep forgetting.[ the LJ one la]&lt;br&gt;
MUST MUST LAV.&lt;br&gt;
just got back from the AIRPORT.&lt;br&gt;
AHUM AHUM.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

and I tell y’all something ah.&lt;br&gt;
someone ah, SOMEONE ah.&lt;br&gt;
said I have become PRETTY( that someone quickly added” not that you were not before” *shys*)&lt;br&gt;
Thinner( YAY. *jumps jumps*)&lt;br&gt;
and HOT.&lt;br&gt;
OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;
are you blind. you YOURSELF. OHBOY. It took me alot to&lt;br&gt;
RESIST you. STOP SAYING THAT the next time&lt;br&gt;
because I nearly DIED on the spot.&lt;br&gt;
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

see?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

and that someone is so =)))))))))) already.&lt;br&gt;
YOU ARE HOT, you someone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I WAS FLYING AND FLOATING ALREADY.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

so glad i followed my dad to the airport.&lt;br&gt;
YAYs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115859001172794238?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115859001172794238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115859001172794238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115859001172794238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115859001172794238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-need-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115824484959501494</id><published>2006-09-14T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:42:31.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mine. ecstasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

[ abit of the entry]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

maybe you wouldn’t know how much it meant because&lt;br&gt;
the minute the music came on and the smoke burned&lt;br&gt;
I could only think of you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115824484959501494?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115824484959501494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115824484959501494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115824484959501494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115824484959501494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/09/mine.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115824405687771897</id><published>2006-09-14T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:36:51.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

what do I say.&lt;br&gt;
It didnt feel like one.&lt;br&gt;
only maybe at times,&lt;br&gt;
deja vu sank in other than that, nah I dont think so.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

The whole “mood” wasnt there. I dont know, maybe it was just me.&lt;br&gt;
The ONLY time I let loose was maybe on the last night when we did the skit thing. I enjoyed that and maybe the dancing. &lt;br&gt;
*beams*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

ROY is awesome and so was Shane. The only two guys who um&lt;br&gt;
could treat a womanto-be-woman right, I meant on the dancefloor.&lt;br&gt;
Thanks Roy and Shane and yeah man Shane you were good.&lt;br&gt;
I felt LIberated.( haha chambermaids?)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

This camp made me think and think and think which&lt;br&gt;
isnt really good for the fact that I dont usual think during camps.&lt;br&gt;
Im just high but it felt different. ohwells and the new people I have  met are wonderful. Caryn, Daine&lt;br&gt;
 and of course THE family and the spoon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

;]&lt;br&gt;
oh and that headache was the worst. I couldnt even talk but once i had the medicine, mentos and&lt;br&gt;
 spoon beside (me  i think that too.OOOPS), i was feeling better.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

ohwells, thats Challengers.&lt;br&gt;
Different emotions too.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

weird.&lt;br&gt;
I dont know.&lt;br&gt;
lost.&lt;br&gt;
distracted.&lt;br&gt;
useless.&lt;br&gt;
high.&lt;br&gt;
jealous.&lt;br&gt;
happy.&lt;br&gt;
a lil smiley&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115824405687771897?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115824405687771897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115824405687771897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115824405687771897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115824405687771897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/09/camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115748100371787596</id><published>2006-09-06T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T02:30:03.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I’m a big girl I can handle myself ;But if I get lonely I’ma need your help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;i&gt;You might be the type if I play my cards right&lt;br&gt;
I’ll find out by the end of the night.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;I need my leg to say,” I’m okay” because it still hurts.&lt;br&gt;
GODDAMNIT and that’s annoying! I felt better at practice today though and&lt;br&gt;
haha I was suppose to be there at like 4? I was there only at 4.40.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

DIRTYBABE came running towards me and gave me a hug(?). haha it was EMPTY. give a FULL one next time.&lt;br&gt;
 haha and it was funny how we trained today. Facing each other and shutting eyes and all. We all looked so much organised&lt;br&gt; after we got drilled. I LIKE =) oh and we pei-ed Alfred ; IMAFLIRT. hehs till he started Mary J. *beams*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

More dancing tomorrrow.&lt;br&gt;
feels good.&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;I’m only trying to get inside your brain
To see if you can work me the way you say.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115748100371787596?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115748100371787596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115748100371787596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115748100371787596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115748100371787596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-big-girl-i-can-handle-m_115748100371787596.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115728907432640785</id><published>2006-09-03T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T21:11:15.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sort of.&lt;/span&gt;

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Jag var inte dar.&lt;br&gt;
I wasn't there ; really.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115728907432640785?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115728907432640785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115728907432640785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/09/sort-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115717268979094844</id><published>2006-09-02T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T13:07:43.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday : the HIGHS &amp;amp;lows. ( ycss) part 2&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

i hate it when I typed a whole entry and it just when
EMPTY yesterday.
GROWL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Well yesterday or more like day before yesterday, we headed back to ycss. The minute I stepped out from the cab I felt this familliar warm feeling with all my ex classmates smiling and welcoming me. =) and It was as though the whole of 4E1 ( us of course) gathered there. Actually maybe 4E.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Leia made an entrance. haha the usual TWIN of mine. She got excited at every face she saw. That girl. *beams* and I was in her pictures. hehs and wan, he never failed to high me up but there were people &lt;i&gt;missing&lt;/i&gt;. Mitchell, 100 d a and of course um Roshan( atleast I still remembered you even though you're in Canada). It's been one whole year and we know that we were more than friends.Oh whatever. =/&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

L&amp;L and R&amp;R. yeah it was like that.
note to self: divert lav.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

The concert was just =(. As in I think the best concert so far was two years back in 2004. The same goes for the speech day . Haha I was involved in both and no I am NOT being biased but honestly it was hyped up, great planning, great performances, showmanship by the performers( really lacking yesterday, even herman) I was disappointed because this guy was by chance the best in our school for hip-hop and all but he was so marking and not dancing well at all.Ohwells and then after this was when I felt.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;i&gt; Lost and detached&lt;/i&gt;. Maybe it was normal because I don't belong there but yeah all of sudden the hype just went and we had to think and all and it became frustrating. I just felt like going back home, play the dvds and sleep.( which I did eventually, the sleeping part). We went to JP and to Scoopz. HOLY cookies 'n' creme. They( wait it was only one scoop) made me happy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

maybe they because it's Cookies AND creme.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

cookies and creme make me happy.
short hair makes me feel powerful.
maybe it's just psychological.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

ohwells.
whatever to make me feel better.
and yeah so in the end i came back and slept.
it felt good because&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

sleeping makes you UN-think.
so adding to the list:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

1.cookies and creme makes me happy.( actually more food0
2.short hair makes me powerful.
3.sleep makes me UN-think.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

note: actually i am not sure of 1. and 3. is entirely true. Subjected to change.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115717268979094844?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115717268979094844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115717268979094844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115717268979094844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115717268979094844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/09/yesterday-highs-lows.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115717214592312262</id><published>2006-09-02T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T12:46:20.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay maybe i rather not move? haha.
I'll write in BOTH!
;] haha

so,
&lt;b&gt;VERAMODA IS UP AGAIN!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


omg I still have LJ. hahah



























wow. haha things have changed since the last time i posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115717214592312262?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115717214592312262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115717214592312262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115717214592312262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115717214592312262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/09/okay-maybe-i-rather-not-move-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115505719301176814</id><published>2006-08-09T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T01:16:14.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;HEY ALL!

I HAVE MOVED TO 

&lt;a href="http://hypnoticecream.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hypnoticecream.wordpress.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt; 
relink me people!


but this page and blog will still be up.
memories made here are too fond to be deleted.


LOVE.

veramoda, I'll  miss you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115505719301176814?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115505719301176814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115505719301176814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115505719301176814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115505719301176814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey-all-i-have-moved-to-hypnoticecream.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115495237131168433</id><published>2006-08-07T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T20:08:27.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;a snappy and quick one!

sabrina: i know.i am right here but alsomnot here. you know how sch is. Oh and you realised,that tha atrium has become like a mcm hub?hee 

jaime: Thanks love. guess what, maybe we should move to wordpress. haha and password our entries. yay we signed up for challengers .here we go.;]

rae:you looked fine. haha so sugar mommy. thanks yo. i saw you and saw shafik's reaction right? heh. ;0)

gerri: gig? hAHA as in Im gon go to a gig? or i'm about to giggle? haha. you ah you. H.I.S. I miss talking to you. Patience patience lav. 2 more weeks then you can have me ! heart you.

audio porn: STEPHHH! how come you weren't inlecture today? we signed up for challengers know! how exciting. Thanks yo. I love my hair too.

adorable: wow you damn b.h.b please. hahha fine fine a.g! H.G loves you and only you because of ALL the things you do.
Iloved yesterday but you know if only. *sighs*. you know what. Thanks ad.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115495237131168433?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115495237131168433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115495237131168433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115495237131168433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115495237131168433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/08/snappy-and-quick-one-sabrina-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115486197150590884</id><published>2006-08-06T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T18:59:31.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So here I am . hello yo.
I am at KAP for straight 2 weeks.
actually like thrice in a week.


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sugar daddy &amp; mommy.

the ag, pg, hg, ng. ;]

the different founders/ initiators of our terms:

ag- adorable girl by adorable sohhwee
pg: pretty girl by ashley ( sahirah(?) )
hg: hot girl ( how apt right?) I LOVE IT.
ng: normal girl ( for yi hui . haha the NORMAL one)

and yay my heart is here with us too and so is my date.

my date: jo chan
my heart: johnny *beams*

oh btw, i cut my hair.

here-

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Picture_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/Picture_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

heh heh the aunty at begawan solon just mentioned that she likes my hair.
Thanks aunty but she said ag is cuter. bleahs.


I love KAP. ;]
I am feeling alot of stuff about people which is kind of enlightening(?).
Oh, I don't know. It's just that maybe at times what you think of someone when your first knew them
doesn't seem to last. It's quite sad actually.ohwells but thenthis applies to some only(?)


okay am I makng sense here?
ohwells.


On to school stuff, 
Next week is so going to be a hectic week with so many thinga but Ima hang on and get through it because after it 3/4 work is done and then after that will be medsoc next next week and then holidays for two months. woho! I don't know if i'llbe in singapore  in september. brisbane maybe. but I definitely want to be in school for challengers. 

WE REUNITE.;]


Oh and dance yesterday. Damn I should have taken a video. Two of 'em were awesome please and the couple item for latin jazz was good too. Very nice and um sensual. Spoon, you made me happier. heart you. Though you hardly did anything, I don't know you chase my problems away. somehow. Thanks nehs.

and I can't exactly say I am in a goos state. I am missing someone too much and I can't take it but I don't know what to do.


[ after a  few minutes...]


AIYAH ny heart left already. ;( I love her. She has this, I don't know. thing about her.
I love it. Period. I would be happy if I could just observe her for like forever.
very ;].
I love my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115486197150590884?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115486197150590884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115486197150590884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115472569346647838</id><published>2006-08-05T04:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T05:14:09.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Where do i begin?
To tell the story of how great a love can be, 
The sweet love story that is older than the sea, 
THE simple truth about the love he brings to me? 
 
where do I start?



I cried. I've never cried for this.
It's &lt;i&gt;beautiful&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/%7B2AAE0572-D2F6-4933-AF11-426210E3C1DF%7D%20copy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/200/%7B2AAE0572-D2F6-4933-AF11-426210E3C1DF%7D%20copy.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115472569346647838?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115472569346647838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115472569346647838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115472569346647838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115472569346647838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/08/where-do-i-begin-to-tell-story-of-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115462449670409360</id><published>2006-08-04T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T01:01:37.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"spoon come and get me soon."


it does rhyme and so does the person who received it.
that heart and mine rhymes?
heart you pillow spoon nehs.

and upper lip, hang in there.
I can't do much now myself 
because of shit.
hang in there.
mommy's here.
ohwells.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115462449670409360?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115462449670409360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115462449670409360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115462449670409360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115462449670409360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/08/spoon-come-and-get-me-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115453777288273563</id><published>2006-08-03T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T00:56:17.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Had Enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


Before eveything else,

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY QAZIMBIMB SUNSHINE. ;]
I really missed you and yeah we should stop saying we miss each other but should actually meet
each other. date me out soon, we know you need your rainbow lavy huh? Just like she needs her
sunshine qazimy. remember when ashley got jealous when i first tagged on your blog?

anways,
happy birthday my love. ;]
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;b&gt;night goes even before day comes and thats when I'll be thinking. Past few days have been
exhausting.Night after night I'm like an owl, getting back at the earliest 12 and you, I had enough.
come to me yo.i ain't doing nothin'. Quit it.

FIrstly, thanks Adorable. I tell you, I never expected it from you especially when you the only other 
one that knows my username and password. You made my first smile on tuesday morning whenI was
all so tensed up about Marketing Presentation. Thanks adorable. H

Had my second physio today
Cycle for 10, Knee extensions, External rotations, wall sits, half squats and all the three stretches
( front thigh muscles: quadriceps, back : hamstring and the ITB), heat treatment.
I made up my mind. My Therapist is how nice please. She's playing a very major part now in helping
me to recover so, Ima invite her to the production so that she can see her fuly recoveres patient dancing
with no pain and injury free and It'll be my invite. I love Sharon. You guys should come with me for my
Physio one day. You ll be mesmerized by her inner beauty and outer one too.

And I saw you again, you shy-ed. I smiled. argh that shyness. Yes the others were disturbing me. ohwells ;)

Replies:

smeena: you get all hip-hopy when you see me? ha. can't wait for challengers. heart.

ginaCUTIE: yes love you saw your name. how not to? and you the other end of smile. Both you and ad ar.
I went oneafter another. Each of you made the eithers sides of smile- a complete. I miss you and your friend.
I didn't know she was from MI. When i saw her in NP I was like OHMYWORD. .

100pb: you know it. I know it. everybody knows it but i think too late because my heart belongs to me now. 
you can't have it. neh neh. yeah I am charming. -p wait till you see my hair done and yeah i told you the news
already.So shocking.

Jess~:Ohmyword. I knew it. Today also i didn't go. damn. Woah congratulations ARCH QUEEN.I am so proud of you. ;)
I'll say this here openly here,
NOBODY DOES THE ARCH LIKE MY JESS. IT'S SO, SENSUAL.  Watch out for her during the dance production. You'll know her by her beautiful eyes and her wonderful and sincere heart as a senior and a friend and a BI(?). kidding. ;] heart you aunty.

mr. fELiX: You're missed too. I'll come to MI with my gang after our exams and we'll have a game of ball aight? My leg is already much better and my physiotherapist is sooooo good felix. She's damn nice. heart you.;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115453777288273563?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115453777288273563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115453777288273563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115453777288273563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115453777288273563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/08/had-enough-before-eveything-else-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115437303838330690</id><published>2006-08-01T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T03:13:27.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INVASION</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LAVANYA MY LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;are u surprise to see me here?!
i know u're lazy to blog so im helpin u now!!
better be happy okay cus im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YOUR AG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; although not PG but still i got a G!!
HAHAH

im happy to see my name on ur blog! im serious!
really really glad to see u again ytd u know!
u've got this ermm..
charm?
aiya, i dunno but i know u know!
YAY!

and im here to give u smth and its only &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOR YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!
:D

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/LAVA.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/LAVA.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;YAY! ITS UP! I LOVE LAVANYA!
DONT WORRY OKAY, U STILL GOT UR AG HERE!
HEHEHEHE

LOVE &lt;3
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


&lt;strong&gt;BY UR DEAREST,
M-AG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115437303838330690?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115437303838330690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115437303838330690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115437303838330690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115437303838330690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/08/invasion.html' title='INVASION'/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115424617595385455</id><published>2006-07-30T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T22:28:13.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i feel good.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Can you name 11 people? 
[ hell yeah, i love advertising/PR remember?) ;)

1.Arsalan
2.Sarah
3.L-ly
4.Johnny
5.Jess
6.Huda
7.Debbie
8.Ashley
9.Jochan
10.Adorable 
11.ginaCUTIE


How did you meet 10?
haha IN MI. When she was doing something with her shoes and I told her to be careful.
my ag.

What would you do if you had never met 6?
I wont know I had sucha love for cheesecake, dance and hang up(s) with bfs.
Oh and CURLS LOVE.

What would you do if 6 and 2 dated?
WOHO. heavenly. I'll direct a movie with them.
competition for L-word i swear.
SARAH and HUDA. ultimate man.
hot meets hot(?)
GEISHA MEETS CURLS.
OMG.

Have you ever seen 4 cry?
Nope and I don;t want to. now or ever.
she is myheart. ;)

Do you think 1 is cute?
i thought he was.

Tell me something about number 11
She thinks she's the cutest. haha she is!

How do you know 8?
In MI. same class, but we "knew" each other because of katek(?) on the 8th of feb on
MSN *tada* ;)

Would you ever go on a date with number 5?
hmph. Interesting question. what would be doing?
BUTTONS? haha LOL.

What's 7's favorite color?
Green I think. I like lime green on her.It suits her. ;)
my queen look good on anythign though

What would you do if 6 confessed he/she liked
you?

ohboy. i'll. actually i dont know. *thinks*
she won't la. 
She's like HOW straight please. ;)


Fact about 9:

she's so I-dont-know and she's lost most of the time.
and FUMBLE QUEEN who I fell in love with and 
a deep sexy voice when she wakes up in the morning
(on the phone ah! no other thoughts laaaa)

Who is 4 going out with?
haha me. I WISH. hmm i think she's single still. SOMEONE GOT CHANCE LUH! huh somebody. 100bp.

who is number 5 to you?
she is my pg from NRA who does the ARCH-ing so goddamned well even the girls go..
WOHOOOOOO HOT!
 

Would you ever live with 11??
wow that'll be fun! hell yeah. i can tickle her all night and kiss her too! HEEE =X

Is 2 single?
nope. shared between me and her boyfriend. haha KIDDING.
She's with someone-my son.

Where does 7 live?
in my heart. LOL signature park. so close to MI.

What do you think about 3?
She is so "there" all the time. She knows everything. She knows how I feel even though i don't ell.my loyal fanpls!
haha 
My L-ly. no one can replace you.

What's the best thing about number 8?
her ability to know EVERTYTHING and her nice-ness and the things she does for her
loved ones, beat that man.
and she knows me too well its getting scary. =X

What do you like about number 10?
i like her xoxoxo face, a html skills. i just like her company. =p

Favorite Memory with 2?
hmph*thinks* too many can.
but I'll choose that day when i was putu mayam-ing with her in SU.
OBSERVING her is heavenly.
haha frenching?
LOL.



This feels good to do this thing. It reminds me why life is worthwhile.

;)

oh did i mention, AUGUST &amp; SEPTEMBER are like 
THE BIRTHDAY MONTHS?
so many.
I'll put em'up soon!

Okay off to meet the salt 'n' pepper gang! yay.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115424617595385455?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115424617595385455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115424617595385455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115424617595385455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115424617595385455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-feel-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115419882949415640</id><published>2006-07-30T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T02:47:09.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;full up&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;b&gt;heyy.

a random thought: singlehood= good?
hehs.
 
This is what I need very badly:

*session with jochan, johnny,ginacutie,ashley,adorable,felix ;)
*sleep, lots of it.
*Camp.
*Time
*holidays.
*Dance
* fun-ing time with lina,jaime,mich,shafik,evan,fiza,star,parthe,hannah( doll girl! =p) haha this sounds like camp time.
*sarah spoon time.
* time for myself.
*class outing during holidays
*meet up with MI loves. Phecda 2 + 06A1.
* cheesecake session with LINA, SHARIFFA, REINA. 
( i havent had one since late june/early july)
*sarah session
* phone chat with my divine.
* some leia time to just L&amp;L. haha i miss that.

before i forget, somebody made my day today.
was like oh yeah my baggave me that damn AUUURGH smile
and looking shyly downwartds at the same time as well
OMGGGGG. That smile was enough to say that school in]s not hell ; just that moment.
like une momento of light.( parthe yes! this is what i was talking about! you know who. heee =X)


PARTHE + ME:


1:48:36 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: hahaa
1:48:37 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: you ah
1:48:50 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: oh i am getting a mohwak lik naima's
1:48:51 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: haha
1:48:55 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: from top model
1:49:03 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: WATTT????
1:49:10 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: HOTT SHITT!!
1:50:02 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: yes
1:50:03 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: haha
1:50:05 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: in nov
1:50:09 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: before dance
1:50:11 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: YAY
1:50:13 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: ;]
1:50:24 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: now girls will flock to me first parthe
1:50:24 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: hahahaha
1:50:28 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: move over
1:50:43 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: as if they're flockin to me now itself..d 
1:50:52 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: damn it im still single arh..
1:51:01 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: well look around you
1:51:03 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: haha
1:51:21 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: sometime the ppl who matter the most might be just around
1:51:21 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: haha
1:51:23 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: ;)
1:51:32 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: ooohh..
1:51:39 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: like whoo??
1:51:44 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: i dont know
1:51:45 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: haha
1:51:50 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: randomly saying
1:51:50 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: ;]
1:51:54 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: goondu..
1:51:56 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: hahahaha'
1:52:10 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: k before i start to flirt i shall call it a nite
1:52:14 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: what goondu
1:52:15 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: wahah
1:52:20 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: flirt seh
1:52:21 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: aiyah
1:52:25 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: parthe i know you like me
1:52:27 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: admit it
1:52:28 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: hahha
1:52:28 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: hahaha
1:52:29 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: LOL
1:52:36 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: i don like u..
1:52:41 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: i love u..
1:52:45 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: wahhh
1:52:50 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: confession
1:52:56 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: ur one of the most unfake ppl in nmass comm..
1:52:57 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: hahaha.,.
1:53:15 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: id die if nt for u la
1:53:18 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: wth
1:53:26 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: stop makingme look as if i
1:53:27 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: damn
1:53:30 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: good
1:53:34 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: lol
1:53:42 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: ahahaha....
1:53:44 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: kk lav..
1:53:50 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: id btrr go..
1:53:53 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: see la..
1:53:56 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: no heart..
1:53:57 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: ahaha
1:54:28 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: hahaha
1:54:32 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: awwwwwww
1:54:38 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: i i=kiss you next time
1:54:42 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: for sure already
1:54:43 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: die la you
1:54:44 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: haha
1:54:46 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: woots..
1:54:48 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: aiyo..
1:54:51 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: my godd..
1:54:53 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: i dieee..
1:55:04 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: hahaha..
1:55:05 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: wait then
1:55:09 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: byeeeeee
1:55:11 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: godnight you
1:55:12 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: ;)
1:55:24 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: my patience wears thin pretty easily u know..
1:55:25 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: my friend said i am one too
1:55:26 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: hahaha..
1:55:32 AM suicide_incorparated88@hotmail.com: haha..
1:55:35 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: so lets go get marreied

well thats how our convo goes.
parthe is such a nice guy. had three if what i see in a guy.

1) true to himself
2) true to others
2) takes me for who I am.

;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115419882949415640?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115419882949415640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115419882949415640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115419882949415640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115419882949415640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/full-up-heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115410759908300363</id><published>2006-07-29T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T01:26:39.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/11042006%20-%20NPSU.FOC.0607.Atlantis.Official.Camp.Day.2.-%5BFreshies%5D%20-%20Pic%200239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/11042006%20-%20NPSU.FOC.0607.Atlantis.Official.Camp.Day.2.-%5BFreshies%5D%20-%20Pic%200239.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/11042006%20-%20NPSU.FOC.0607.Atlantis.Official.Camp.Day.2.-%5BFreshies%5D%20-%20Pic%200240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/11042006%20-%20NPSU.FOC.0607.Atlantis.Official.Camp.Day.2.-%5BFreshies%5D%20-%20Pic%200240.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;b&gt; We are getting this back, couldn't be better! WOHO.&lt;/b&gt;

and no parthe, my posts aren't emo nor sadder incomparison to before.
maybe just the way i write. or?

I LOVE ADORABLE (only i know why and for once, ima keep it to myself! ;) ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115410759908300363?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115410759908300363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115410759908300363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/we-are-getting-this-back-couldnt-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115393342753069570</id><published>2006-07-27T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T01:04:59.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;note: eh HUDA BUDDHA! haha. fail GP, come findme okay. My english is like SO MANY MANY the pro can! but then again I think I'll be laughing my ASS( woho) out la becauseof the STUPID stuff you do, say, the jackass face and YOURE SUPERRRRDERRR HIGGH AUNTIFIED voice which i heard during carnival! SHOCKED CAN! okay go do your gp and don't stay up too late okay? if only some people didn't PROCASTINATE stuff. heh heh. i know it's difficult but
BELIEVE. BE OPTIMISTIC and CARPE DIEM PLS!
;)


 &lt;u&gt;My first visit to the physio therapist!&lt;/u&gt;

;)
enriching
exciting
painful to a certain extent
amusing
HOT
hopeful.

I need this real badly. I need to recover.
I love the physio doc. She's.. how nice and *ahum* haha sarah you know!
oh did i tell? for the S&amp;W module right, since I am not able to play and all
I will be graded based on an assignment on..
Soccer?
*DANG*
on Knee Injuries.. haha HOW APT!

&lt;u&gt;NRA- dance my sorrows away. =D&lt;/u&gt;

After that a 61 back to school to watch my NRA-ians at dance. Just thought of it, it's just few more months. Damn when I look at the dance, my feets are like &lt;s&gt;almost&lt;/s&gt; going to stand and the mind says," No, lavanya!". DAMN ME HARD MAN! ;(

Anyway, hannah was saying that I looked thinner! *smiles*. Judging by what? my BOOBIES( are you hearing this reina chan?TURN ON ALREADY? hehs.)
and then I was disturbing jaeyi( jaychou haha I'm jlo) how "hers" got bigger and they were like,
" eh lav you transfer ah?"
HAHHA LOL PLS.
then jaeyi went," small is cute okay, big got more chances of breast cancer!"
HAHAHA.
I heart my dance mates. They are like so damn supportive of me in whatever I do and they never fail to liven my wednesday mood up.( after all the overdose of deadlines bleahs..)

Audrey, Farid, Ore, Vicks,Shaomin, Matthew, Alfred,Hannah.
ALL OF YOU ARE LOVE ;]

and of course as of always,my spoon nehs. =p. I hope you liked our incomplete drawings-words-book.
steph and lav &lt;s&gt;heart&lt;/s&gt; love  sarah. ;)

&lt;u&gt;Just school&lt;/u&gt;

OH I SAW GINA TODAY! That's like thrice in a week already. Everday so far and I love it cos
oh baby, she keeps me high! * gives a hot look*
LOL. but we so couldn't whore with the camera..
QUITE SAD. never minds gina, another day will come and I'll whore with you!( oops so wrong)

and and, I miss my class.
T104. ;(
thank god i saw atleast a few of them today.


FILMING TOMORROW.
fun but tiring.
so little time and i am &lt;s&gt;suppose&lt;/s&gt; not suppose to be here.


and.. latest edition,
I am feeling things i shouldn'tbe feeling, I THINK.
OH OH
he's such a BOOKIE. laaaadeedum.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115393342753069570?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115393342753069570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115393342753069570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115393342753069570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115393342753069570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/note-eh-huda-buddha-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115384962121601766</id><published>2006-07-26T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T01:47:01.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I stiill believe in love being um mysterious ;]





Inbox
From: my divine
Date: 25/07/2006
Time: 21:37

&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Miss Lavanya! This is a gentle 
reminder that 
your old friend here Jo Jo Bo Bo
didn't forget you and 
you're currently on her mind now!"

&lt;/span&gt; 

OMG I swear It's freakshow! I was just thinking about my divine because my sis was telling how joanne returned a t-shirt she had borrowed from her( haha I wanted to take it and get my sis to buy another t-shirt so that I can keep it and joanne's smell..EWW ;) ]

Hey! My daughter okay. Well one of them. She ah she. I noticed her on the FIRST day of orientation!( ashley beat you already la!) TAO like hell can but she was about the only other one with short SASSY hair like mine and sporty and all so OBVIOUSLY I'll notice and of course, very pretty :). Agree with Lavanya people! And then when we got into our respective classes, mine was 06A1! LOVE YOU GUYS MAN. =D. I saw her there i was like OHMY. haha. Damn scared to talk to her but slowly yeah we started when she was guessed who I like and all. Haha she knew my love life TOOOOO well ;]

Then for my birthday she did this board like thing. Well it was so sweet. I mean I hardly knew her but well that's why
she's my divine. :)


The words from her board to me:
(I still have it in that BOB plastic bag y'know divine!)



&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"hey Lovely!
Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you!
Happy Birthday to Miss Lovely Lavanya!
         HAPPY LOVELY EIGHTEEN TO YOU ;)

You are eighteen already! That sounds old! hahah. I sincerely
hope that this day would be a wonderful one for you,
and that spending it with your pals at Millenia would hold
a special place in your heart! I've always enjoyed your
outgoing-ness and cheerful-ness and I hope that you will
continue to brighten up the many others of your life. :)
Pardon me for my jagged handwritting the base isn't exactly
smooth! Anyways, I still don't understand why you call me
DIVINE?Is it because I'm so irresistable and Heavenly?!
Hahaha. Oh wells, It's sad that we have to part in wweek's time.
so sucky! Just when I found superb superb fantabulous
friends! Ohwells. Let's treasure the short time we have
together alright! Once again, wishing you a happy happy
Birthday! :D


Lavanya is just so lovely,
She is always bright and cheery!
   She is so funny ;
It tickles my tummy!
Sporty's her name.
  and soccer's her game.
And I am her one and ONLY!"
&lt;/span&gt;

see? exactly. You are my one and only divine and so i wrote her a poem. Wanna see, adorable?

28/2/06 at the canteen:


&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Joanne :)

I long to see you everyday
just to make you happy
because seeing you smilling
makes me happy.

You seem to know me
even from a distance love,
with that killer look
and that vivacious smile.

Leaving to me wonder,
whyit that i feel
just the same
when i see the things you do
and how you chase
everyone's blues.

Divine you definitely
have somethiing mystical;
so magical
that it draws people
across all radicals/

Darling, you gave me hope
when I said nope.
You gave me smiles,
when I was tears.

Baby, y ou gave me love
to make me believe that 
all's well 
when 
you are around, my love.

Just wanna let you know,
that my heart's filled
with your warmth
when you're around and
boo, you're my beautiful.

     :)

I'll miss you..
my friend,
my divine,
my only mine."
&lt;/span&gt;


Long eh? Well she was that special and still is. ;) I loveeeee the way sometimes she goes so blurr. haha note: only at times and when you actually see it, OMG. xoxoxo. With her silly and rubbish antics. Divine remember when we took 173 this day when I gave you the poem to clementi  bus station and we alked over this water fountain thing with ashley chickening out to cross? haha now that's fun! I am so glad I know you love and I miss you SOO MUCH and your school is like so near to my place but still i hardly see you. I MISSS YOU.

I heart my divine,
my only mine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115384962121601766?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115384962121601766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115384962121601766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-stiill-believe-in-love-being-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115367412995043407</id><published>2006-07-24T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T03:28:08.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let's Work It Out.&lt;/span&gt;
[ the name of the song onmy blog by raghav. hot indian vibe to it. and it means alot]


&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;NOTE :THIS IS  A LONG LONG  POST! If you're interested in DANCING, CHILDHOOD LOVE, FLIRTING IRRITATING OLD MEN( eeeeeee), KL then go on. =)

&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;b&gt;[replies to the tags below].&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Hey. I'm back home after a very fulfilling and SHY-ing ;) trip to Kuala Lumpur.( for those who didn'
t know). We reached KL at like 9 plus on Friday but so many things happened! Somehow there was this thing that was constantly lingering at the back of my mind- school when I get back. It's not like I am not enjoying MCM but I could do without it for awhile more. I guess I'd have to do my best till the end of this sem and then...

 I get to play again! hehe ;] I am so looking forward to that so I need to work hard!

I had the time to clear my head and heart about the different things that have been affecting me and I'm glad I agreed to go on this trip. That guy whom my family disturb me with all the time? Well, when I'm with him, I don't feel anything at all. We don't even have to talk but he knows all.Like remember the Ribena incident? Well alot happened at the party. I wonder how.( that damn virgo! *beams*)

So let me go on about yesterday's party. It was held at this hotel called The Istana. coolios. OHBOY..

Key things of yesterday.I SAVED THE BEST ONE FOR THE LAST-  DANCING. ;]

&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;the birthday girl looked so beautiful,
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt; A girl came on to me strong! *yucks to this cos i wasnt really um in the mood to play along. YIKES~
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;***A man, I repeat, A MAN chatted me up. A 40 plus man who yes, did look good for his age but eww =/
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;**** and yes the dancing queen and king reunited once more on the dance floor and boy did they love it! *beams*
&lt;/span&gt;


*  My pabi looked so pretty in that outfit. Absolutely gorgeous and Hey she mentioned me in her speech as her favourite niece! =) Well you see she's actually my mum's cousin but her mommy is like few years older to my mum so yeah that explains the age and my pabi is 21. i can't believe it. Once i reached their place, they( him and pabi) were in their rooms. So i headed up and his room was open and Thasha was speaking to *ahem ahem* and I just popped myhead and 

YOU SHOULDA SEEN THE LOOK ON HIS FACE.
Beat it man. That smile.. GRAH.

Then her room, but it was locked. So I knocked and she was like "coming." and *door opens*
" hoi you ah, what you doing here?"
haha you could so see thet excitement written on her face and I wa sso shocked because she lost so much of weight and she looked so pretty. New pg man! wahaha. kidding.

Well, back to the point,
My pabi looked so beautiful and you know what she said? She agreed that I'm the type who would be applicable to both sexes. WAHAHAHAHHAA~ pls!

** Oh my we were so fooled by that traditional number she performed. Boy could she dance and groove. Woho but then she started um acting weird and i was like out of my comfort zone.. i wasn't in the mood to play along( YIKES). i do this to  people normally but when it happens to me, 

I 
FEEL
WEIRD.

*** Haiyo. This cheekok was talking alright at first but then as the conversation went on, it became ewww. damn it  and when we were about to leave, this is how he ended the conversation. BLEAHS.

" Lavanya, As much as I would like to exchange our expression of affection, I can't because of certain circumstances [asshole this cheekok was a married man! but his family wasn't there and my mum was looking at my direction]. I wished we had gone on more.( YUCKS)

You are very cute. You dance very well and very smooth and, SEXY especially for that song, Buttons.( I SOOOO Shouldn't have! =/) I presume you like black( he looks at my bra strap, I was wearing an off shoulder! now i regret) and I'm sure you'll  look good in IT.( OMG stop it pls)n and your lips.. they are.. smooth( FUCKER!!! and i so wished i could just move away ,but i didn't want to be rude) and your eyes..they are sexy..hmm ( and gives me 'that" look. Fook DAMN IT!)"


and thank god my mum called across the rooom to  go off. PHEW. I was like so helpless la. grah. I hate good looking old men. =/



&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; HERE COMES THE BEST!*beams*&lt;/span&gt;



*** AH.*smiles* this was the best. I didn't even see it coming. okay here's a thing, when I was younger i would call him this particular way *shys* and they used to disturb me with that because I called him something only a um a wife would call a husband? =p. Tell me about it! So we went up to KL when i was like 5 years old for this function and his cousins from his dad's side came too and we played and all and they were the one who started disturbing me la, calling him like that.

BUT I LIKE WHAT! HAHAHAHA.

So whenever we ALL meet up and I'm around and they see they'd be like " eh this's the girl Lavanya right? The one who calls Renesh..." and they all start giggling and I'll shy and he will too. Well the SAME thing happened yesterday. They saw me from afar and they were looking at me and then when i went up to them because my sis was there and they went. " Oh my god aren't you Lavanya? where's your..? HAHAHAHA" SHoot me pls and at that exact  time he had to come and well you know what happened.

Paiseh man!

And then they went on and on about what we used to do when we(him&amp;me) were younger. How we held hands. How we rocked dancing and well then you know what they were looking forward to.. and so it happened.



This Hot number came one, which we once  grooved to before. Our Song. A classic thing for my family. Once the song came, somehow like automatically, my eyes searched for him,they fell upon him and his were looking right back at me with that ;) and we knew it. Somehow the dancers seemed to have spread and we moved into the center ,looked at each other, smiled and we MOVED. 

and once i was in it, everything else just didn't seem to bother to me. I could see the whole family soo watching us, cheering us on and enjoying it. We were like the counterparts. I felt so connected and you know when you dance with another person there's a certain connection ? Well I felt all of it baby! It was like me dancing, but the male version. Coudn't be more...PERFECT. *big smile*


He's going back to brisbane on the 27th but he wants to come over to Singapore. i so wonder how he's gon do that because his flight is from KL. So it has really got be a short trip. The nicest  part is I get along with his mum, dad and sister so well and family means alot to me so yeah that's pretty much very important to me. I so didnt want to leave today to come back but i'm just hoping they'd come over soon. Think it's either on Tuesday or Wednesday. Ima wait! =p

The thing is, we were so close when we so much younger and then sorta like grew apart. Also very shy to talkmost of the time because the moment we talk, like just say a simple thing as hello or hi and somebody from The family sees that's it, DISTURB US  LIKE HELL man. =X

But, 

the dancefloor is where our hearts speak and dancing is our language..
;)&lt;/b&gt;


 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;TAG replies: &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;b&gt;prashant: hey you. COOL. I tried going to parthe's blog to see where your link was but it ain't linked? something to do with memoirs right? ;)

ash: wow fae says hi!  HEY FAE ;] and HEY DI-LYS. Your cute girl right? haha now now ashley don't get jealous ah. You know I still love you LIKE THE MOST-est right? you know I do and yeah i stil fell the same about what i said. It is true. Happy people are somehow a saddist inside. ohwells atleast i live to make people happy. It's worth living for. LIke for you ;] and boy do yousound so excited about tagging my board. my bOARD LOVES ASHKEYYY! ( note: typo on purpose!)

rae: I know love and I am so fortunated but you know, shit happens at times and they all come togethere and it doesn't really help when umm being the person I am,i wont tell anyone cos i don't want them to worry. But I know i always got you. See you tomorrow daughter. ;]

hudz: yeah you did. haha you know ashley being themost loved by me right, well she got to read our convo and she saidit was damn funny! haha you la you poop. make me beg and beg somemore my heart weak you know. Bully me! Just because youre my PG! nyahahaha. and no love I ain't bethrothed! Why you won't stand a chance ah? *winks* No la its just the way my family behaves. haha they are like waiting for any moment for both if us to tell them we are in love or something. FAMILY FAMILY.

Don't worry la, you can still have me of you want! WAHAHAHAHHAHAH =P

mr FELIX:Hey you! I linked youup already! Omg i just saw your reply to my tag on your board I got to tell HUDA this! haha. how are you? Hope the ankle's well ;] hearts.

Jess~: I know you ll be. You already have. That's all I know and we all now. We so admire you for makinf us feel homely when we entered NRA and i so love that thought. The thought that counts and is still is. Remember what I made you do for True or dare? HAHA man you GOT TO LOVE ME JESS! hahahahaa. you have me tooo love ;]
note: ohboy that ARCH!

ginaCUTIE: yay! irritate ASHKEY!new life motto pls! ILIKE =D so easy right? I know gina pussy! LOL I am okay now and I know i always got you. We all should go out more and boy do i look good in that picture we took that day at canteen one! MEI NU right? I KNOW =D. heeeee.

ash: yay! then can irritate you more! I irritate you=I love you! haha. yes yes I am back and you ah got me a new healthy competitor! Not bad, she can be my enemy! up to my standard man! JING EH. haha oh so its the youtube.I almost had one up but decided not to cos they didnt have the embeded code so yeah. okay I ll try not to put em up so that you can visit. you know i do ;]

hudz: no. haha. It was just a statement. You STILL have me! LOL.

l-ly: I am so sorry L-ly. My phone wasn;t on auto-roaming and yeah I just got back from K.L. I missed you so much you know. hows you? sure got miss me right? hehehehe ;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115367412995043407?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115367412995043407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115367412995043407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115367412995043407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115367412995043407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/lets-work-it-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115355775562395914</id><published>2006-07-22T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T16:42:41.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know you wanna dance with me.
Come on take a chance with me.

&lt;/span&gt;



 
I am going to see him again after almost year and yeah it’s not  like we really lost contact or something. We still spoke on MSN and all and damn he’s getting hotter as the year goes. My sis and his sis lovvve to watch us do the silly things we do. Like how SHY I become around him and that constant grin on his face when he’s around me. He took care of me sooo well when we were younger and I used to go over to KL. 

Hold my hands. I’d follow him. Gimme anything he gets first and supposedly we were  the ULTIMATE dancers when it came to dancing and like my WHOLE family disturbs us together. 

Can you imagine? 
My family is one crazy bunch.( sounds familiar.. where?hmph)

This one instance when my family and all were over in KL two years back, we went to Megamall  for disco bowling and so we ordered drinks( milo, I am innocent!. Haha at that time). So that Milo was on the table. His sis was sitting beside me. My sis was sitting infront of us. After he had his turn to bowl he walked towards the table and I was feeling thirsty so I reached for the milo and he also reached for it, then BOTH of us withdrew then both of us reached out for it. Hahah shys. 

After few hours,

So the party is in few hours. There's dance remember? I so know what my damily is gonna make me do and honestly, i wouldn't mind doing it too. *beams* And right now when I am writing this, I don’t know if he saw me coughing or something, he gave me that look( hyperventilates) and went into the kitchen, and came back with ribena,chilled just like how I love it and gave it to me. My mum's just laughing away with his mum and hearing this, my aunts are coming in to have a laugh and my sis just gave me that look.


 &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be prepared guys, I think they might just get me married off.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115355775562395914?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115355775562395914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115355775562395914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115355775562395914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115355775562395914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-know-you-wanna-dance-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115346315337833401</id><published>2006-07-21T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T14:27:57.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't know&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Brian took this during locvid last friday.
it expplains a whole lot about what's been happening and what I'm going through.
screwed.

Leading me to believe happy people are actually so much of a saddist inside because they tend to spread the happiness around them and sadly not any for themselves or keep all the negative energy un-spreaded( such a word?) but bottle it up all inside.&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC00013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/400/DSC00013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;b&gt;I fell hard&lt;/b&gt; Very &lt;i&gt;Hard&lt;/i&gt;
ohh I dont know. Hope this break will do me good.
take care y'all. 

Especially&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG JESS.
&lt;/span&gt; 
The thing about life is , problems all come at funny times and all at the darn same time. take your time. feelin' you.
=/. heart you

and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sarah
&lt;/span&gt; , you didn't pick up my calls nor reply msgs, heart you.
hope everything's okay with what we talked about.

Life isn't easy nor is Love.
Life's a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115346315337833401?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115346315337833401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115346315337833401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-dont-know-brian-took-this-during.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115339896342999310</id><published>2006-07-20T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T20:36:03.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO 

the starting of the day all the way to now was terrible terrible.
actually i dont know. I dont know if what i'm doing is what I want to do.
even dancing doesn't bring me back to earth. =/
I dont know.
We're filming overnnight tonight! Like waiting for Jorge to come!( he's our Lead character!)

AND... ( adorable hear this!)..
&lt;b&gt;YOU ARE NOT MY PG!&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt; you are my AG....how can you be my pg! haiyar~&lt;/b&gt;
 
My pg(s) are in no random order in my own words.. &lt;b&gt;HOW EXCITING!&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;1) pg
2) orh ba san
3) dum didy dum
4) bowler bowler
5) the heart
6) spoon&lt;/b&gt;

you go figure!

one is like OMG. 
the other's back is wonderful-THAT ARCH! 
one nore!I like the hair( nope not the curls! hehe!) and the confidence. mixed blood!
and then the CUTENESS one.
then the other with the CHEMISTRY! 
and then the one with WOWOWO.

I swear I am sucha BI!
what a confession! haha.
Ashley must be happy! WOOTS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115339896342999310?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115339896342999310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115339896342999310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115339896342999310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115339896342999310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-starting-of-day-all-way-to-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115332481716589359</id><published>2006-07-19T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T00:00:18.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;She wants to MOVE.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Some pictures to jump start with,&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;b&gt;wife&amp;um WIFE ? LOL&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Picture5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/Picture5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;b&gt;The innocent self proclaimed son. ;]&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Picture11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/Picture11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;b&gt; I wonder who Vicks saw.hmph&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Picture12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/Picture12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;b&gt;ROARRR!&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Picture15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/Picture15.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;b&gt; That's a REAL tattoo which means "HOT" in chinese! My wife right.. I KNOW. =D&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Picture22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/Picture22.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Picture23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/Picture23.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Picture24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/Picture24.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;b&gt; the so FATED people- Nicole&amp;Lav&lt;/b&gt;

AND,

I AM SO IN LOVE WITH&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CARMEN AND SHANE!&lt;/span&gt;  ( OHMYGOD!!!! *hyperventilates*)&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the L word is the HOTYUM.
&lt;/span&gt;


I just realised the L word suits me man, LAVANYA , L?
WOHO. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115332481716589359?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115332481716589359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115332481716589359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115332481716589359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115332481716589359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/she-wants-to-move.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115299473988666133</id><published>2006-07-16T04:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T04:19:00.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when you touchin' me like that, step back and catch my breath.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Touch my body by making the band 3 is just awesoome. My knee's pretty much still screwed but I'm  just moving to the sensual beats. sexy yo.&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;LOOK AT THIS PICTURE! I TOOK IT AT THE FMS BLOCK. AT THE MECHANICAL ENGINEERING LAB DPT! THE words um AROUSED ME! haha&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Picture_1%20%281%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/400/Picture_1%20%281%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

GRINDING SECTION. ;]

&lt;b&gt; These boards just don't stop there. They have others too. WELDING! umm CUTTING THEORY and for someone like me, you know... HAHA it's not &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; what I see. I LIKE THIS PICTURE and I copyrighted it!&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;and here is somethng from Adorable's blog,

&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"LEARNT SOMETHING NEW!! HEHEHE SHOW U ALL OKAY.

LAVI LAVI BOM BI VI
BAN-NA-LA-FEL-LA BOM BI VI
FI FA BOM BI VI
LA-VI!!!

ok if u guys dun get it den... TOO BAD
HAHAH"
&lt;/span&gt;

CRAZY girl. haha Adorable I just love her tooo much. So hyper and nice and we sooo love to suan Ashley with Gina( i miss you ,you poo!). These two cuties. Yum i can have them anytime please! =D&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt; After two very saddening week of not dancing I went for practice with the intention of dancing and *dang* Mr Knee had chosen to feel "hurt" today. So well yeah Istill CAN'T DANCE!... SOMEONE JUST SHOOT ME IN THE HEAD PLS! i just hope it gets better within the next twoo weeks or something. I got physio coming up though.. I THINK. God pless Mr Knee please.&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;The week's been hell. I just realised I don't say much about school. Well, we had LOCVID on friday and we had to experiment with LIGHTINGS so all we did was PICTURES PICTURESPICTURES! The cam was so our whore but the rest of the friday was just occupied with marketing and all. I have a quiz next tuesday and media update to do. I finally found an article.&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt; and OHMY getting the house address *cough* of a *cough* certain SOMEONE* cough cough* WAS SOOOOO TASKFUL! HAHAHAHAHHAA. I tell you I have NEVER pleaded like that before. HARD TO GET SOMEMORE. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOX YOU UP AND KICK YOU UP TO SANTA THEN YOU KNOW!
&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;b&gt;but then mission was accomplised after a very long long talk! I please and please and please. Say someone pretty la, skinny la EVERYTHING I COULD SAY I DID...so guilty you know, sucking up and all.WOOTS. hehe.

BUT ANYWAY. 

its done =D now just wait mydear. Nope I won't &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;STALK&lt;/span&gt; you. haiya..not my worth! 
MUAHAHAHAHHA. =p

So tomorrow, i need to
* finish up studying for marketing
* read up iin newspapers for consultation
* do media update!( yay i found an article!)
        and
* collate the CATS stuff.

and SARAH?( haha you know what I'm feeling)* youre dangerous, I'm lovin' it!*
hehe. ice cream hearts spoon. knees hearts nehs and Lav hearts Th. no Sarah.
:)
oh btw did i mention that &lt;a herf="http://www.parthetime.blogspot.com/"&gt;parthe&lt;/a&gt;
 wrote an entire entry about me? haha click on his name to view it!

good night y'all. and johnny is such good company to talk to at night like now.
Heart you my heart. =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115299473988666133?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115299473988666133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115299473988666133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115299473988666133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115299473988666133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/when-you-touchin-me-like-that-step.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115286593760614623</id><published>2006-07-14T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T16:34:05.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:140%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I Thank You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;My dear friend, I got back. I'm grateful.
 I'm Sorry and I was so Scared.
Now it's all settled. All new.
 Iheart you. I thought I lost you.
&lt;i&gt;I nearly did.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115286593760614623?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115286593760614623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115286593760614623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115286593760614623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115286593760614623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-thank-you-my-dear-friend-i-got-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115281569648494459</id><published>2006-07-14T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T02:36:29.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; Un-Mendable Heart
A deviation by ~HisNameIsNothing (© 2003-2006)
&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Un-Mendable Heart - Complete Piece&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;b&gt;You broke my heart so long ago, 
And its finally started to mend. 
Then here you are suddenly, 
Infront of me again. 
You smile the smile you used to smile, 
When you looked into my eyes. 
It brings back these damned memories, 
I've tried to just let die. 
You're no longer who you used to be, 
Who I loved so much. 
However I still love that person, 
And long for his touch. 
Unfortunatly hes gone, 
And will probably never return. 
I miss that love I loved so much, 
The love I deaply yearn. 
So here you are infront of me, 
But so far from my grasp. 
I cant forget these memories, 
Cant keep them in the past. 
Friends dont understand, 
I'm not sure I even do. 
I pray I soon forget, 
Just how much I miss you.&lt;/b&gt;




but I can never say it out.
What's love?
a temporary you?

-LAV-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115281569648494459?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115281569648494459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115281569648494459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115281569648494459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115281569648494459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/un-mendable-heart-deviation-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115272198081493338</id><published>2006-07-13T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T00:38:40.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I ice cream you ;]&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;b&gt;I promised pictures( right below!) of us the day they came to surprise me. When myDATE( chan mali chan ;] ) sent me the pictures I was thinking it'd be just few pictures but WOW it was more than I expected and going through the pictures i couldn't help but just smile and think through what happen on monday. *beams*&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Chris shocked me first! with his sudden entrance! ANYWAY. I left off at the part when they surprised me at the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TOILET!.&lt;/span&gt;
and NO I didn't ignore you guys ADORABLE. I was just very &lt;i&gt;overwhelmed&lt;/i&gt; with all the care, concern and the good friends I have. =)&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Lina upper lip , jaime HOTPURR , steph AUDIOPORN surprised me with a big card-board thing. BEAUTIFUL ;)done by the UPPER LIP, LOWER LIP, AUDIO PORN and HOT PURRR.and then all of a sudden I saw FIDA! &lt;i&gt; "if you wanna come to my hotel! haha"&lt;/i&gt; and yes I was the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GIANT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and you the small one! It was so good to see you. &lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;It was like one surprise after another. SURPRISE RELAY. hurhur. So we went ahead to the bus stop to take bus to go to KAP ( sorry guys!) so i went, why not walk? I also need to train up my knee and SO, WE WALKED. I'm telling y'all I became like the soldier for bravo because gina and adorable kept on shooting water at her. Don't BULLY her okay. haha her heart's mine. LALALA. &lt;/b&gt;


&lt;b&gt;Jo Chan was so cute in her IJ uniform and it was soo sweet of her to carry myBOARD, Thank you date. My board was so much more safer in you hands. =) and Mr Felix too! He should be named Mr Fun instead. &lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt; So we entered KAP and something was different. Very little MI oh wait the usual MI-ians, Mgs-ians weren't there as in there are always groups and groups of them. So we went in! Started to talk and andll I swear GINA loves TO BULLY ME( more like i let her please because I love her! =D ) and now and then I got a look at Adorable's XOXOXOXO face. SOOOOOO CUTEEEE! hahahaha. =X&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Actually,I wasn't suppose to eat Mcdonald's as well but you know like the place, it leaves me with happy memories all the time and I'd wanted that day to be there. =) Thanks Bravo for coming with us despite you not eating mcdonald's and WHACKING that chicken drumstick up! Her face was practically inside the wrapper! heee &gt;.&lt; well here you go with the pictures!&lt;/b&gt;

I have a thing for REINA and carolineeeeeeeee.( by the WET woman and MEAN woman, not me pls!)
NOPE and &lt;i&gt; I AM NOT BOOBIES!&lt;/i&gt; sheesh!

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Photo-0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/Photo-0192.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;b&gt;REINA lovesssssss this. ahum I wonder why. *coughs* haha.&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Photo-0194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/Photo-0194.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;b&gt; an attempt to be sexy. adorable=xoxoxoxo, jochan - &gt;.&lt;&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Photo-0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/Photo-0195.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;b&gt; one word- SPASTIC :)&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Photo-0198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/Photo-0198.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;b&gt; errrrr. i look so BIG beside her. I'm my technical heart'sSOLDIER. look 
at the EYES. damn BESAR man! not mine! haha.&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Photo-0204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/Photo-0204.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;b&gt;trying my very best! HAHA KAP toilet is our REDLIGHTAREA and the cam is OUR WHORE. =p&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Photo-0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/Photo-0207.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;b&gt;the picture i like the most! LOVE Y'all! =D&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;auto message: I AM NOT A FLIRT JOHNNY! hahaha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115272198081493338?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115272198081493338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115272198081493338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115272198081493338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115272198081493338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-ice-cream-you-i-promised-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115264101492031678</id><published>2006-07-12T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T02:03:35.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;from deviantart ; thanks.&lt;/span&gt;

open letter to broken hearts
A deviation by ~girldisrupted (© 2006)



open letter to broken hearts - Complete Piece&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
We write pages of what it means to love and hurt and let go. 

There are bruises that fade, scars that don't, and broken bones that never heal back into the way they were. There are train platforms. Airport departure halls. Unfinished mugs of coffee, stained with lip gloss. Unmade beds. 

[And the words 

'I love you' 

trapped on the lips of men and women who have no one to speak to.]

In this italicized version of love-not-given, we whisper into parentheses of hope that aren't hopeful at all cause we're always walking away or standing still while someone else turns their back on us. 

And yet we still keep coming back for more.

Why do we insist on falling in love over and over when we inevitably fall out? We crash to the ground with sickening thuds and arms that snap like twigs because they no longer have anyone to hold. 

And we don’t learn from our mistakes.

Apparently I am the Mistress of Not Learning From My Mistakes, with my dedicated naivety [foolishness] to the art of tripping over and over again. Over my own feet. Or his careless leg, stretched out, unaware of the people around him. And it's not a specific "He" that comes to mind in this moment that does not want to end – but rather the collective mass of faces that I have christened Rejection. [Failure]

So why do we do it?

Why do we have to spend the rest of our lives with one person? And why are we made to feel like shit [less than shit] if we're alone? 

I'm 25. Single. And apparently according to the society I live in – on the threshold of spinsterhood. [And there is no knight in shining armour to sweep you over this threshold. Instead you step over with your own two feet into your condemnation.]

Fuck that.

That isn’t what concerns me.

What concerns me is that I am alone and 
I'm 
tired 
of 
being 
alone. 

But I'm also tired of caring. I'm tired of beginnings despite their excitement and the flutters in my stomach when I wonder if he cares, if he thinks about me, if I'm reading into things more than I should. I am tired of waiting for something to happen despite the pure joy of finding out that you were right and that he did want you and then he kisses you and it's like you feel alive for the first time. Ever. He teaches you how to breathe and you never want things to change.

But they change.

Or things could go in the opposite direction at breakneck speed. Because what if it isn’t pure joy that waits at the end of this road[in a ditch by the side of a back street]. What if it's another rejection. [Remember I am one who doesn’t learn from her mistakes. Or so I've been told]. What if he would only say 'You shouldn't have said that' or 'You shouldn't have thought that.' Or worse. What if there is only silence?

And now? There are thoughts of possibilities that are so far away. Plane rides. First times for more things than I care to think of right now. And what ifs. And pain right below my chest. 

Why do they say the heart is the seat of emotions? Aristotle thought it was the liver. But to me – it is that place between the lungs, below the heart, embedded in the blood that flows but not trapped within the confines of a beating heart. No. It's in the cavity. And rightly so. Because emptiness only seems fitting to be the home for these barren feelings. 

And I think – take the plunge. Say what has to be said if it means that there's that slightest possibility that you'll hear the words that are waiting to be heard. Somewhere on someone's lips. [And you just have to hope that they are his lips that you will be looking at as he speaks the I love you and he knows that you're waiting for him to kiss you, and he teases you, hesitates just a second longer than you expect… before…]

Being alone is a tiresome feeling.

And it is tiring to think of the people that you want to be with but you can never be sure of their feelings. Not unless you risk everything. 

I don’t want my limbs snapped in half.

But what good are they now if they have no one to hold anyway?

We are the backbone of the broken hearted we always come back for more. If we came together, collided cosmically, do you think you would break my heart or I, yours?

I don’t want to be left thinking I should have said something. I could have done something. 

I am tired.






"&lt;i&gt;Why do they say the heart is the seat of emotions? Aristotle thought it was the liver. But to me – it is that place between the lungs, below the heart, embedded in the blood that flows but not trapped within the confines of a beating heart. No. It's in the cavity. And rightly so. Because emptiness only seems fitting to be the home for these barren feelings.&lt;/i&gt; "

 feeling this  yo. how true

it wasn't suppose to turnout this way.

adorable, thanks.=D and ash and jochan and johnny.

gina- " 1min sad = lose 60 secs of happiness
 think about it lav.
 :)"

i know. no worries. I'm sick of it. all. and i feel bad. i didnt want it to turn out this way too. I am sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115264101492031678?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115264101492031678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115264101492031678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115264101492031678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115264101492031678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/from-deviantart-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115254980194514578</id><published>2006-07-11T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T01:04:11.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh. Its a SURPRISE!&lt;/span&gt;

before everything, a video ; SENIORS! watch the wave.

&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jqmmGdGhqkI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jqmmGdGhqkI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;


hehs. cant wait to get on my feet to SHAKE again! ;]



Wow like first day of school. back to lectures and all. It was sooo good to be back in school. My friends were awesome. love you guys. It was sooo great to see allof my classmates, the other coursemates and all. Lunch was at SIM again. I ate beehoon( health concious!). After all the lectures, I headed to the admin office at the FMS block to settle all the MC works. 

AUDIO PORN( she wants more attention! haha) and I , yeah we walked all the way to the Atrium. Nice talk with her. Sorry baby if i made you guys worried by not telling, I just didn't want you guys to worry. =)

SO off to the atrium and then Chris came. He is sooonot himself when he's with me.
why so shy? hehe.*you know what you owe me!*
then to the toilet and jochan called.
" hey where are you?"
" in the toilet."
"oh no wonder.."
haha OKAY.

So then I was washing my face and this head just popped in!

JO CHAN ( chanmalichan!) then
GINA ( &gt;.&lt;)
JOHNNY BRAVO! ( ;] ) then..
ADORABLE! ( she scared me! woho)
and MR FELIX! ( happy birthday ;] )

I WAS SO HAPPY , I just couldn'y say a word!
then came Lina and jaime. WOOTS.
a card board like thingy for me.
I WAS LOST FOR WORDS!
HAPPPPY!

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC00740.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC00740.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC00742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC00742.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

    how sweet can kids get? HEARTS YOU DAUGHTERS. ;]

I HAD THE FUNNNNEST TIME IN KAP PLEASE!
saw two if the year 2s studying up for tmrw's maths papers!
ALL THE BEST YO! one was from track? yup. ( aha ask them to say hi to huda but spoilt it by telling her about it on MSN *smacks*)

GINA with all her hyperness. ;]

Adorable with her now and then xoxoxo face.

Mr felix- SHOCKED me hard as hell. woho.
I was shocked man! haha BUT youre fun and sweet, I LIKE. thanks dear, =D

JOCHAN- SOO TOOOT! haha I SOO LIKE. ;]

JOHNNY - *beams* what can i say baby? you made my day! soo WOO-ing you!
WAH confession! haha i was damn shy in that convo right johnny? what to do! haha.

I have to talk more tmrw about them! I HEART you guys.

update more later.!
I AM SOOOOOOOOOOO HAPPY! ;]
more tmrw. WOOTS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115254980194514578?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115254980194514578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115254980194514578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115254980194514578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115254980194514578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh_115254980194514578.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115245574893053252</id><published>2006-07-09T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T22:35:49.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy birthday Liyana ; cheese, soft innocent you-know-what-er &amp; silent innocent killer!&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Liyana the girl whom I saw on the first day of school as introduced by Starshea( god, i miss you!). Petit( don't be fooled! hehe), CURLS and yeah. i didn't reallytalk much but i know youchecked me out! KIDDING. ;] So from day one we have become cheese&amp;chocolate to inside hot killer and silent innocent killer. I love her for her umm HORNY-ness. keeps me awake. oops so wrong.&lt;br&gt; oi hotstuff, i loveyou okay. IMA GETYOU SOON! I'll bring sarah then we'll threesome together. Eh remember, our story starts soon. YOU, ME , JOSH, BECKS, JUSTIN, ALBA,COLLIN and SARAH?(special request!). Me( sex god?) and you( sex shoot) and hello you are NOT innocent. Ifyoure INNOCENT, then i ll be the thinnest woman on earth.!  &lt;/span&gt;


A TYPICAL low grade conversation!( we can get so high! *shys*
Joe Benjz zonked 
haha wah play hard to get ah
9:31
» hahahaha
9:31
» *tickle tickle*
9:31 
Lav HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHEESE. ima get you soon! 
*nothing doing*
9:31
» woho
9:31
» i ma string chick
9:31
» *o
9:31 
Joe Benjz zonked 
hahahhahaha riiight lavv
9:32 
Lav HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHEESE. ima get you soon! 
i am
9:32
» ;]
9:32
» i am strong as hell
9:32
» but you made me MELT fo ryou
9:32 
Joe Benjz zonked 
hahahahhahaha
9:32 
Lav HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHEESE. ima get you soon! 
*r
9:32 
Joe Benjz zonked 
chocolates
9:32
» ill burn u
9:32 
Lav HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHEESE. ima get you soon! 
woho



so, my mission is slowly coming as planned. I didnt eat ANY junk food for the whole of the week. I didn't binge( no appetite). I ate on time so when my knees are ready i shall go into my exercise regime and then WOHO, I'll be ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115245574893053252?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115245574893053252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115245574893053252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115245574893053252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115245574893053252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-liyana-cheese-soft.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115234594473072629</id><published>2006-07-08T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T16:05:44.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the dance is awesome ; HAVTA WATCH!&lt;br&gt;
watch the mohawk chick! one of the best yet. &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MXbQ2GR5tFo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MXbQ2GR5tFo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;


THEY ARE GOOOOOOOOOOOD! 
espcially the popping for drop it like it's hot and that hot dance for don't cha!
NICCCCCCE ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115234594473072629?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115234594473072629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115234594473072629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115234594473072629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115234594473072629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/dance-is-awesome-havta-watch-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115226895849769812</id><published>2006-07-07T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T18:42:38.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;all about you PHECDA 2 ;]&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

okay now this is going to be a  long long long entry, more like a photo entry. haha for PHECDA 2-ians. HELLLO GUYS! grab the pictures if you don't have 'em! GODDESS loves you all( god does too!)  down the journey ;] here we go! HAHAHA.

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/black%20%26%20white%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/black%20%26%20white%281%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Woosh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/Woosh.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Woah%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/Woah%281%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/weeee%7E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/weeee%7E.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/toymaster%26toygirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/toymaster%26toygirl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/toygirl%20princess.goddess.housey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/toygirl%20princess.goddess.housey.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/sulas%2Cmel%2Cweixin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/sulas%2Cmel%2Cweixin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/S4022041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/S4022041.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/S4022040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/S4022040.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/royal%20pimp%26goddess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/royal%20pimp%26goddess.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/royal%20pimp%2Cgeisha%2Cprincess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/royal%20pimp%2Cgeisha%2Cprincess.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/princess%26goddess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/princess%26goddess.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC055.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
 i miss you mira and deebz. ;(
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC050.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC045.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC040.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC039.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC037.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC035.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC032.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC030.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC028.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC027.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC026.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC026.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC020.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC019.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC018.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC016.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/pic2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PIC_0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/PIC_0044.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/pic%206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/pic%206.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/phecda2%20ft%20flower%26petal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/phecda2%20ft%20flower%26petal.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/omg%20so%20cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/omg%20so%20cute.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/my%20lesby%20nanny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/my%20lesby%20nanny.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/me%20and%20mel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/me%20and%20mel.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/lav%20and%20atika.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/lav%20and%20atika.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/jess%26me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/jess%26me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/jess%26me%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/jess%26me%202.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/jamie%20and%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/jamie%20and%20me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4297.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4296.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4295.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4293.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4290.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4289.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4288.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4282.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4281.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4280.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4278.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4277.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4276.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4275.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4274.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4273.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4271.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4270.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_4269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_4269.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_1699.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_1699.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/IMG_1698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/IMG_1698.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/housey%26princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/housey%26princess.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/housey%26goddess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/housey%26goddess.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/housekeeper.flower.me.petal.jess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/housekeeper.flower.me.petal.jess.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/horny%20us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/horny%20us.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
      it wasn;t my idea. who am i kidding? hehs.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/happiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/happiness.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/grp%20pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/grp%20pic2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/grp%20pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/grp%20pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/god%26goddess.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/god%26goddess.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/geisha%26goddess.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/geisha%26goddess.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/geisha%2Chousey%2Cprincess.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/geisha%2Chousey%2Cprincess.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSCN9679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSCN9679.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
crazy wicked effect- qazz's camera.
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01098.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01096.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01095.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01089.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01084.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01084.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01081.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01047.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01046.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01045.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01044.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
tonue-ing. hehs.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01043.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01042.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01041.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01041.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01040.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01040.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01039.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01039.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01038.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01038.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01037.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01034.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01034.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01026.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC01019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC01019.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/debbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/debbie.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/clowny%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/clowny%20me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/carl%26me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/carl%26me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/carl%20innocent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/carl%20innocent.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/barker%20boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/barker%20boys.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/atika%2Cmel%2Cdongyang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/atika%2Cmel%2Cdongyang.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/atika%20mira%20carl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/atika%20mira%20carl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/adorable%20nanny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/adorable%20nanny.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

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From :  maria winberg &lt;vaduren_87@hotmail.com&gt;
Sent :  Tuesday, July 4, 2006 1:57 PM
To :  lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com
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Hi darling! 

How are you? 
I have been trying desperatly to send you a sms but it just won't work:( Don't know what the problem is, i used to be able to send you sms without any problems before. 

I understand from your sms that you saw the Sweden- Germany game. It was expected for Sweden to loose i think. Germany is a good team and they are playing at "home". Which team do you think is going to win? I like the fact that France beat Brazil:)*haha* But did you see the England game? I didn't see much but i saw Beckham get replace and that it looked like he was in pain. I hoped that england was going to win, but shit happens as they say:P 

I hope everything is okey in the sun overthere, we are so having a hot summer here! My god, you can barely be outdoors during the days. Is it the same for you? 

Since my graduation i have been working at the hospital so for the first time I got salary!!:D It felt so nice:) During the summer i have also moved to town with Joakim. He is working in in Karlskrona as well. We have borrowed my grandparents appartment in town at Alamedan so our balcony is on the other side of the yard from where you used to live. 

How is the family doing? Please send lots of gratulations to Kanch from me, she had her birthday in june right? 

Now i have to get back to work:/ 

Say hi to everyone from me!:) 

byebye 
/ miss Ele 





boy do i miss her like hell. you know when you take time off to just sit at home, you suddenly realise there's alot of incomplete parts inyour life. This is one such case. 

I MISSSSSSSSS YOU MARIAAAAAAAAA.
let's see who save more first to visit theother!
;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115224808497333799?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115224808497333799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115224808497333799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115224808497333799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115224808497333799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-i-miss-miss-ele.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115218133499694688</id><published>2006-07-06T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T18:44:07.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;An uncalledfor MI day?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;

wow just going back to school yesterday after the few days at home was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;torturous to the knee.&lt;/span&gt; CATS was usual very mono with the umm yeah but thank god for my group mates it went smooth. Wilson messaged me. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WOW.&lt;/span&gt; and the groupmates call him yandao and me &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mei nu&lt;/span&gt;!!!!OKAYYY. but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;double WOW&lt;/span&gt; for me being mei nu. HAHAHAH.

waiting round for parthe to eat lunch, I was just looking through mel to see the recent updates and all the emails and all then I remembered i had to goup to the FMS admin office to give in the MC and the homework assignment so I took the LIFT and

&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;VOILA.&lt;/span&gt;

the first person i saw was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jordus &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GINAAAAAAAA!&lt;/span&gt; too many thoughts were going through my head.

1) Jordus- this guy from Mi. the one with the hair. how come its different.

2) Gina. OMGGGGGGG. how come here? and iwhy do i seeem so goddamned big beside her?

3) how come they are all going up and how come jordusis here?

&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TRESPASSER!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
haha but I thought the dreadlocks were damn cool and so I gave in the tutorial work in to Ms Thomas by putting it in her tray? and giving in the MC( i shoulda photocopied! grr) and then we turn and we saw Ms Thomas umm sitting down with one of my friends Hui Qi? I don't really know her well but yeah. So, we just lingering and then came,

&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ADAM AND GANG!
&lt;/span&gt;
haha. my &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;pg&lt;/span&gt;( copyrighted: ashley)also there but she somehow seemed distracted with school work I guess and do we left them and left to canteen 1. Parthe came over and he was MI bartley so yeah. cool. eating and laughing and BS-ing, saw sarah and davio( he look so &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;BOYBOY&lt;/span&gt;!) and then,


&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ADORABLE CAME!!!!&lt;/span&gt;


omg her &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt; face can just die man! HAHAH SO CUTE! I bet parthe was damn entertained by them la. haha gina thinking she damn cute la but I thought ADORABLE was damn cute, then i think Gina jealous but I DON'T CARE! then,


&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;QUEEN(debbie) CAME!&lt;/span&gt;


haha it was so nice to see her. Jordus found her cute! Who doesn't? But I don't la. SO used to it! OMG I am so gonna get killed by her. heeee. So yeah then we left the canteeen and em and went to the atrium. Saw Lausanne, her friend, fiza and her friend. LAUSANNE WAS SO WHINY. hehs. and so many questions from her! So after awhile Parthe and I left and went to the library. He did is research( yeah right!) and I was.. what was i doing? I think looking through stuff and then

&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MATTHEW AND LIZHEN&lt;/span&gt;

(cheeh i thought who! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;thatPURPLEgirl&lt;/span&gt;)CAME.

My NRA friends.So we went ( painfully!) to the studio and shaomin, shane and xing and em were there and so they started practising. WATCHING people dance may be nice but you not dancing together with them is just so ;(. Lesson started and I watched their moves. Not bad. ;] talked quite alot to Justin about my knee problem and he advised alot and saw my IC when i was about to buy foodand he went,

&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;" WOW SO PRETTY! WHY CUT HAIR? grow back!"
&lt;/span&gt;
Ohmy. okay. I'm trying. haha.

What my instructor Ann said made so much of sense today. Enlightened even more today. 4 months and we got to give it our best. Moreover it's not like we're doing this production for her or any other specific people!

&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT's FOR US, y'all! let's do this .
&lt;/span&gt;
on the way back home i just though i made the biggest mistake in going to school today. My knee was hurting like maddd. I came back home. Just left my stuff and just went to bed and lied down. My knee was just screaming and I knew that was it, NO school tomorrow and friday. REST REST.

a deal: i 'm doing the transcript.( haven done it!starting soon!)

MSN-ed with adorable and ashley. missed johnny and jochan and gina.

been talking to them quite abit these days. I guess it's just MI la and

&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SALT&amp;PEPPER .&lt;/span&gt;

Thanks for listening Adorable and Ashley. You know how much i went through right? I did everything I could and maybe i was just &lt;em&gt;jaded&lt;/em&gt;? not anymore though. Going through all the stuff we went through I shouldn't let go but I should just move on and let go abit I guess. I just &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;that person too much. ohwells.

and GINA, I still have faith and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I BELIEVE&lt;/span&gt;. =D

&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;all my worth. ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115218133499694688?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115218133499694688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115218133499694688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115218133499694688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115218133499694688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/uncalledfor-mi-day-wow-just-going-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115212462989585834</id><published>2006-07-06T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T02:37:10.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>they say if you love somebody, you should set them free
 and if they don't come back again then it's meant to be.

I can't help but &lt;i&gt;feel&lt;/i&gt;.
after all we went through and it ended up like this.
so uncalled for.
Its like as though you used me to like get youreself happy and then
*BANG. let go. GRAAAAH.
adorable said: have faith
ashley said: let go.

Why am i even feeling like this?
i need to let gooooo.

p.s: just thought, should i cut myhair or let it grow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115212462989585834?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115212462989585834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115212462989585834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115212462989585834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115212462989585834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/they-say-if-you-love-someb_115212462989585834.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115208429916443821</id><published>2006-07-05T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T15:54:54.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;a certain conversation &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/sarah%20holy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/200/sarah%20holy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

I LOVE THIS PICTURE. THE NAME I GAVE FOR THIS PICTURE IN MY LAPTOP-  Sarah HOLY. - ironic i know. OOPS.
sorry i couldn't resist writing about you.=p


I hope the bitch( hope to hell ah!) doesn't kill me! HIAK.


spoon : Thinking of your knees.. :]

( Imgaine a msg like that when you just woke up..)

ice cream: They said Hey.. ;}

spoon: not scream?

ice cream : to you they won't, tho they're hurt.

spoon: Lolz..Miss you ice cream mummy.

ice cream : miss yout too spoon neh. in school?

spoon: Soon..

ice cream: I have to be in school for dumb cats too. i thought about you everyday since saturday, I missed you even more Thomasina ;]

spoon: Haha. Yay mummy!

ice cream:( i said smth here i can't remember. all memory okay, outbox msgs deleted) 
Note: I use Thomasina when I'm serious and Thomasina Sarah Ow Hui Min when I'm mad- which I hardly am and sarah when I am....

( haha i so had the answer in my mind! LOL)

spoon: Horny? Haha.

BINGO BABY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115208429916443821?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115208429916443821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115208429916443821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115208429916443821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115208429916443821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/certain-conversation-i-love-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115201849189092433</id><published>2006-07-04T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T21:08:12.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;here we go with pics. told you the camera is my WHORE. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/DSC00011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/DSC00011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/P1020522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/P1020522.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/P1020525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/P1020525.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/P1020593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/P1020593.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/P1020595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/P1020595.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/P1020591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/P1020591.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/P1020597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/P1020597.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/P1020611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/P1020611.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

reshvin , rashmi , jolynn, jaime , jeremy and lim wei and of course myself. =D.
Thanks guys. Acting was great and soooo sorry about me laughing all the time and the soooo many number of shots you guys had to take! but i enjoyed it! hahaha LOVE till next time =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115201849189092433?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115201849189092433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115201849189092433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/here-we-go-with-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115184966259031106</id><published>2006-07-02T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T22:40:17.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt; CRUMBLE.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

ohoh look what i found in my past entry ,&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/mi%20tongue%20out.0.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/mi%20tongue%20out.0.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

HURHURHURH. LMAO MAN. That was in sec 3 when i just came back "fresh" from Sweden , thus the innocence. ;]


My tendon is hurt and the x-ray says there's nothing wrong with Mr Knee, so Doc thinks its my Mr Tendon that's got issues.
I can't dance for 2 weeks!!!! No school for three days. damn =/.
I JUST WANNA DANCE!! and i have got new steps okay! ( My HUMPS!) hurhurhur.
and 


It doesn't help that Beckham went off cos of his ankle.
(not bad ah haha both of us injuries at the same time!) haha
FATED PLS!
and they lost. ohwells. 
HEART YOU BECKHAM! =D
He's standing down as a skipper for England.
I'm sad but ohwells, I'm behind my man in whatver decision he makes.
GO MY MAN ;]

He said: "I came to this decision some time ago but I had hoped to announce it on the back of a successful World Cup. 
Sadly that wasn't to be.

"This decision has been the most difficult of my career to date. 
But after discussing it with my family and those closest to me I feel the time is right.

"Our performance during this World Cup has not been enough to progress further and both myself and all the players regret that and are hurt by that more than people realise.


A tearful David Beckham reads his statement in front of the media

"I wish to thank all the players for their support during my time as captain, as well as Peter Taylor, Sven and all the coaches.

"I would also like to thank the press and, of course, all the England supporters who have both been great to me and my team-mates. I want them to know for me it has been an absolute honour.

"Finally, I have lived the dream, I am extremely proud to have worn the armband and been captain of England and for that I will always be grateful"


YOU GO MY BECKHAM! NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO, I'm BEHIND YOU!
all the way goldenballs! ;]






I can barely walk la. haha. Thanks Amirul for the msges, even when you were TUTORING. tsk tsk.
I just hope the leg heals fast so that i can be back on my feet and about again. Two weeks of dance = 4 dance lessons?
ohwells maybe i should do justice to my body. ;]

and PHECDA 2-ians , I'm so sorry I can't make it tomorrow. First it was becauseof school( no youth day), now yeah because of my leg. GODDESS LOVES YOU!  Sorry royal people.

Ashley: ;] ;];] i dont have to say anyting, you know it all.
Johnny: hmph. you love her *ashley* more. heart breaker. ;] but itsokay, you know i do. ;]
Jo chan:Where are you chan mali chan? haha Ms Nice. I WANT YOU!!!!!!
AD-OR-ABLE: OEIII! wo xiang ni eh! wheres you? complain i never msg you!
hmph you also never! BLEAHS.

ashley QUEEN OF MY HEART; 
im the best one tho!! haha!!
9:27
» the greatest dist on earth is not b/w life and death. 
but it is when i stand in front of you, and you still dont know that i love you.
9:27 
Lav inside hot killer. ignorance is bliss? ;] 
OHMAN
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» ;]
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» sweet


I LOVE ASHLEY!! ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115184966259031106?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115184966259031106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115184966259031106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/07/crumble.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115160008163373847</id><published>2006-06-30T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T01:05:02.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt; the first class one ;  from myashley and all about MI&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

 "Thursday, June 29, 2006
sighs. you know tday i was looking through my MI stuffs (letters, cards, gifts) and then i saw lavi's present for me (: i opened up the book she made and started reading through the very first convo we had. oh man lavi you know reading the conversation brings back fond memories of you and me(: its just amazing how we manage t hit off so well!! i still rmb the very first time we chat, it was on the 8th of feb! :D and we talked like we knew each other for one thousand years alrdy!! :D you know i almost teared reading and looking back at everything we once had. its just. awesome. no words can describe how much i appreciate what you have done for me, lavi. you know i've learnt so much things from you. and these things are just priceless. you know me damn well i swear! like my mummy(: no one can replace that special place you had in my heart(: i love you lavi, my first telepatic friend.

so heres lavi for you!! 
&lt;3 7:54 AM"

you see? ASHLEY. youre just there all the way. I heart you.
Adorable you were indeed the damn friendliest.
you and GINA can so get Married.
 
you won't believe what i just did today. HAHA of late i have been taking the 157 route back home. So it's 61 then i get down in one of the busstops along the route and take 157. Somehow *haha* I got down at the MI bus stop. Met someone I knew. he was funny. =D Then was on the phone with Gloria and I saw one 173 pass by. Okay. It went then another came and 157 hadn't come. *WHAT IF I TAKE 173?*

I did just that! A mixture of happiness and sadness when the bus rode along MI.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;The little slope up to the school, the court where I used to play soccer with my wonderful newfound soccer friends after school, 

the steps where we used to sit and lie, just rattle and where significant stuff happened, 

the corridors along the staff room and genral office where um we heck care and check ourselves with the reflection,

 the benches where I remember one whole gang of MGS people used to meet up every morning,  

the quadrangle where we gathered every morning with ivan lim calling us "terrorists" and where we performed, 

the classrooms where we used to "study" and form "temporary classes" when needed,

the hall where a 1000 plus(?) of us squeezed into and had some fun with some pole dancing,

the toilet near the LTs where we used to go to free ourselves from boredom where lectures got damn boring.

the LTs where we used  to listen, learn, socialise, eye gaze, act, procastinate , fool/good around, camwhore, write sillynotes,
loveletters, sleep , sit on the floor when there's no space, give BIRTHDAY SURPRISE ( love youguys for that)

THE canteen where we used to "lepak", randomly sing happy birthday, eyecandy gazing, eat(duh?) play the piano, throw andplay water, still each other OG's flag. HURHUR, socialise, wait for people/friends to come in the morning, change unis and do a little parade, haha see pg read(LOL) , have a coke infront of my v together with him, write love letters, camwhore, pon lectures, people saying hi and me shying =X and just

HAVING THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE FOR THREE MONTHS!

THAT's MY MILLENIA INSTITUTE! =D

 and i'd
GIVE ANYTHING TO JUST GET THAT BACK!
 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;



just thinking of that. ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115160008163373847?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115160008163373847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115160008163373847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115160008163373847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115160008163373847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/first-class-one-from-myashley-and-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115152725218285521</id><published>2006-06-29T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T04:40:55.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;Ever Blazin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

HEY THERE.=D
Just before I sleep.


He's gone. May God Bless you my friend. i'll miss you.

he's just 19.
unfair
painful.
grr.

ok i better stop here about this.
To other matters.



DANCE has been really big on me! and i totally love it.
Chambermaid's training on friday AND saturday.
I really got to rush all the way to Bedok after sat's training for dinner!
Or is it at Tampines?
hahaaa
ok i am soo not sure.
I DON'T stay at the east.
( and i feel like eating something chocolatey now! ARRGGGH)
the midnight binge itch.
BUT NO. I am on a strict regime( yeah sleeping at 4 plus in the morning!)

Hannah said I looked thinner. woho. ;]
so it ll be a rest day tmrw and then dance again on friday and saturday.
( why am i saying the same thing again? zzz)
I WAS SO HAPPY AT THE PHOTOSHOOT TODAY!
NAGA NAGA NAGA =D
and something went on in NRA today *grins*
lets seee what goes on then.

LAADEEEDUM. hehs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115152725218285521?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115152725218285521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115152725218285521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115152725218285521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115152725218285521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/ever-blazin-hey-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115141160825303614</id><published>2006-06-27T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T20:33:28.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt; Ups and obviously downs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Hava you noticed or realised that normal after something good happens, something bad always or mostly seem to follow?
I HATE THAT.
ohwells. 

Did pretty well for medi soc but  was saddening in one way.*ARGH* it went so well and until I heard &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;.
Anyway,

BUTTONS for PoweJazz,

" I am about to blow, I don't think you know!" 
haha QAZZ youre favourite line right? I miss you sunshine.
I FELT GOOD.

I am missing,

1) Evangeline. ( You REALLY surprised me that day at SIM! haha doing what I would normally do to you!)
2) Maria ( THAT sweden match! arrrgh)
3) My 4E1-ians. ( and my councillors.)
4) MI

I was on the bus yesterday and suddenly at different timings, three guys whom I knew from the different stages of my life were on the same bus as me. Secondary school, MI( the funny one!) and Ngee Ann. It was just funny realising that and that guy from MI ( haha SC I think).

SO FUNNY.
I saw him on my left with his girlfriend i presume then he looked at me the we were like &lt;i&gt;err&lt;/i&gt; then we SMILE.
hahah

The FUNNY THINGS IN LIFE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115141160825303614?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115141160825303614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115141160825303614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115141160825303614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115141160825303614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/ups-and-obviously-downs.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115134501147853874</id><published>2006-06-27T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T02:17:23.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt; Cometh The Moment ,Cometh The Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

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all geared.

MY BECKHAM SCORED A FREEKICK AGAINST EQUADOR DESPITE HIS FEVER, FLU AND VOMITTING. BOY DO I LOVE HIM=D I SALUTE HIM and SVEN didn't know AS THING about it at all. See what I''m tryna say? He's the MAN, MY MAN whom I have not left for since primary 5. Well Garcia is just a side dish. ;] BECKHAM, you my MAN =D I LOVE YOU. Here's what happened.

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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/_41810272_goal2_afp416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/400/_41810272_goal2_afp416.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/2593684716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/400/2593684716.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/3553382567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/400/3553382567.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/2637352034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/400/2637352034.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/4294066100.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/4294066100.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

I'm feelin' you, djb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115134501147853874?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115134501147853874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115134501147853874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115134501147853874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115134501147853874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/cometh-moment-cometh-man-all-geared.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115130648684937462</id><published>2006-06-26T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T15:21:27.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt; disappointment is just not his name ; fulfilling, is his game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


myBOY from the other sideof the world never fails to disappointment me. HE DID NOT!!!!!
BECKHAM. my affair-ian since Primary 5 ( did i mention his wife too?- that was later!)
WRITE MORE LATER.

BECKHAM you're SATISFYING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115130648684937462?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115130648684937462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115130648684937462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115130648684937462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115130648684937462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/disappointment-is-just-not-his-name.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115129923268077900</id><published>2006-06-26T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T13:20:32.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt; at 4 in the morning; for my C*s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/the%20last%20two.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/400/the%20last%20two.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

LOVE YOU HEAPS!
MICHELLE, LINA &amp; L-ly. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115129923268077900?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115129923268077900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115129923268077900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115129923268077900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115129923268077900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/at-4-in-morning-for-my-cs-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115104936452228340</id><published>2006-06-23T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T15:56:04.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt; SAPPHIREMILKSHAKE ; finally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

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The other team did better technically?
ONYX? yes
but the effort was there and now I wish I was there. 
watched this at 6.25 am yesterday.
haha. "woked" up.
watched you dance already pg.
COOLIOS


ANONYMOUS:
If you are My friend( one of the people who read my blog, It ll be even worse) or anybody else and you said that,
 I swear i won't let you off.
QUIT ASSUMING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115104936452228340?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115104936452228340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115104936452228340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115104936452228340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115104936452228340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/sapphiremilkshake-finally-other-team.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115101420296976855</id><published>2006-06-23T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T15:39:28.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;sexiness=confidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;MONDAY&lt;/b&gt;
hey world. This week has been okay though I couldn't get to my usual study mood. Medi soc went well. 
Dance. we did new school and i couldnt help but see that the number has dropped- the number of people coming for lessons. just like Ann said. How true so lesson finished and ...

I GOT A HAPPY NEWS from my senior Stephanie,( monday)
I was choosen to do another item with my seniors.
" CHAMBERMAIDS"- think britney. hehs

&lt;u&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/u&gt;

Marketing test was like I don't know. I just wasn't sure if what i wrote was correct.
 That unsure-ness. ahhh but I somehow liked the last question though.
 All of a sudden you get the power to open up a channel in the Entertaintment category for Starhub Cable Tv busines unit. Mine was,

DANCE&amp;YOU.
 A channel dedicated to aspiring, current and retired dancers. I liked it. I was enjoying doing the question.somehow. =DGloria had SCVFC. haha SCV FAMILY CHANNEL. JAIME had YOUR WORLD( for the elderly) amber had something for teenagers. I wonder what the rest had. What I felt after the test was amazing. One side all I could think was damn i didnt think i did well but on the hand i was SOOOO HAPPY it was over. Its OFFICALLY the holidays for us like till monday. Pathetic I know but I've been enjoying myself since then.

After test I acted for one of my friend's film. Well more like suppose to but they had to cover the paper work on wednesday so that they could shoot on thursday so helped them out with that. 
Jeremy is one HELLUVA random. haha. Then it was dance,JAZZFUNK. I begining to like it. 
Its sensual if you like it. haha. Then

off to cousin's at choa chu kang. SOCCER. Haven't shouted that much in ages. We had a nice time. I LOVE THEM.Will be over again today!

Thursday.

&lt;u&gt;SHOOTING&lt;/u&gt;

HAHA. we had so much of fun. I AM SO SORRY for retaking the SHOTS so many times. SOORRY.
I mean come on you put me acting SAD and comforty when obviously I wasn;t feeling like that and jaime and jolyn so didnt help by sniggering and watching me. I don't mind them wwatching me but when they start to giggle and it was nto just them, even he director la. HAHA. Nontheless, I had a great time. ACTING and sharing GHOST stories, ( at noon?) haha. then.

all the way to school for chamber maids. haha and guess who i saw,
SARAH SPOON. like.. WOHO.
haha so we are in this together.
finally i get to "work" with my daughter. HURHUR.
and i swear oh baby can she move. AHHHH.
but she cheated the turns ahaha. ANN went" sarah you cheated again!"( haha twice what!)

After dance it was all the way to the airport. Cousins and family are back. Anu is back at my place right now and boy ha she grown. Rashvin is all so manly as well. Krishore, my adorable as usual. but,

DHERAJ RISHAN KANT SAMANT isn't here. =/ I miss him. grr. come back baiyah. The army people won't ask you to go in for reservice? i dont know what they call it. I miss you. His birthday's on September 16. He shares the same birthday as LKY. ;]

&lt;u&gt;TODAY&lt;/u&gt;

still had home. I slept at 6plus. I know. haha had a nice time talking with all my people online. I miss all of them. ;(. Going to meet up with the big family at bedok late and heading to a relative's place at pasir ris! ;]


and tomorrow will be 06A1. *smiles* YES YES YES!
and I'm loving ashley more and more everyday . and she BULLYs me as well. &lt;i&gt; still&lt;/i&gt;  haha riiight.
LOL ;]

I CANT wait for TMRW!

and happy 18th birthday prakash ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115101420296976855?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115101420296976855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115101420296976855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115101420296976855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115101420296976855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/sexinessconfidence-monday-hey-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115101199657547025</id><published>2006-06-23T05:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T05:33:17.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;for the licking SPOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

4 alcoholic beverages I enjoy from time to time:
1. martini
2. baileys( with my dad! haha)
3.  I dont drink much
4. so yeah- good girl.

4 fantastic destinations I would like to go to on vacation before I pass out:
1. beckham's place
2. garcia's locker at the liverpool changing room. =P
3.back to rome.
4. sweden ;]

4 celebrities I would like to go on a big date with:
1. Collin Farrel
2. Jessica Alba( just a date)
3. Justin Timberlake
4. Sarah.( you are mine .=D)

4 gadgets I do not have, which I would like to have:
1. I bloody need a camera. a newer one. The camera will be my whore.
2. A phone. a newer phone which can store MORE numbers.
3. hehs. a new watch.
4. i need an execise machine at home to shed that weight off. I BADLY NEED.

4 “MINE” hit:
1. JX ( LY hearts you )
2. QAZZ sushine baby
3. RAE my sugar mama.
4. VANJILL angel.

note to the MINEs: take your time to do this, no rush or if youdont feel like doing, its okay. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115101199657547025?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115101199657547025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115101199657547025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/for-licking-spoon-4-alcoholic.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115083352573907904</id><published>2006-06-21T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T03:58:46.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;resist that temptation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

FHM? OHMYGOD. I tell you, those girls. I was told to post it and so being the good person I am,( HURHRUHRU) I had too! Anyway, I 've got a test later at 10 and I'm still up. I SOOSO NEED TOSLEEP. 
but I must say this,


my PG( you know who),
I am not one of your closest friends nor have I known you for long. Known you enough to be a friend. Knowing that a friend is at her lowest and not being able to do anything to make her feel better or the situation go away is about the worst situation ANY friend can be in. Very &lt;i&gt;handicapping&lt;/i&gt;I'm reduced to the level of only capable of saying how much you mean to me my friend( you have no idea) and how much I love you, saying stupid random stuff on your tagboard and on friendster in hope of letting you know that,

&lt;i&gt;i'm here baby&lt;/i&gt; 

 but then &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; doesn't help youat all.
so nothing works.

life motto= failed






I am just a sucker for happiness I guess.
Others' hapiness. ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115083352573907904?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115083352573907904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115083352573907904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115083352573907904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115083352573907904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/resist-that-temptation-fhm-ohmygod.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115080241798865744</id><published>2006-06-20T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T19:20:18.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>by lina and mich!~


woohoo~!!!
honey mummy!!
we're bloggin when u're TRYIN to study.
APPARENTLY, u're jus TRYIN.
see the word TRYIN
yes.
haha.
oooo...:)
listening to M.R rite
causin me not to go down to get my sandwich.
MY TUNA MELT!!
how evil.haha
temptin me with the song!!hah
o yea.and u ARE SINGING!!!
"COME WHAT MAY"
-hot lips

lavvyyy!!! sweetie dear
study study study while we're here disturbing you..
only trying to study lah..haha..=)
i juz became LAVVY's daughter!!
lower lips!! lower lip!!
-lower lip

o god
i'm now renamed as lav's upper lip.
woohoo.
and my twin's mich~!!
that's so expected.
we were twin long ago!!haa
O NOW U'RE CAM WHORING~!!!!
OOHHHHH~!!
worse still.
WE ARE UR VICTIMS!!
u keep takin pics of us
"forcin" us to pose here and there
sounds so peadohphilic
and now
u're takin pics of urself
ps: dun worry, you still look sexy w ur long hair..~!!!
LOVE YOU!!!
- hot upper lip

beebee.
yellow and black..=)
strippy strippy lavvy
beebee=*billybillybilly*
hahaha.
you juz took 12 photos!!
Cam Whoring!! Cam Whoring!!
fun fun fun.
&lt;3 ya!!
-lower lips

woohhoo~!!
love you honey
remember u're mine
dance dance dance
when will u dance
when will u shake ur ass
ASSS~!!!
SHAKE~!!
VIBRATE~!!
wa kau lu gui~!!
thats wat u keep sayin 
AHAHA
miss me sexy~!!!
*lina whacks lav's butt*
oo~!!
hot and aroused.
wahaha
- upper lips

endin off:
we are so happy u're our mummy
so hot, so OHH~!!!
so arroused~!!!!!!
so pretty~!!!!
so sexy~!!!!!!
so WOAOOOO~!!!!!
take more pics.
and i'll put it onn FHM~!!
-lower and upper lips&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115080241798865744?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115080241798865744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115080241798865744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115080241798865744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115080241798865744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/by-lina-and-mich-woohoo-honey-mummy.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115080230857808126</id><published>2006-06-20T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T19:18:28.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here, i give you a dozen tulips to let you know i'm thinking of you. and i just want u to know, my dear(         ), that i've locked your beautiful face in my mind and i've loved you ever since i met you and i will only stop loving you when the last tulip dies.
I hope one day, you find your heart in mine.



BEAUTIFUL. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115080230857808126?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115080230857808126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115080230857808126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115080230857808126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115080230857808126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/here-i-give-you-dozen-tuli_115080230857808126.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115080224662953631</id><published>2006-06-20T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T19:17:27.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;picture us baby.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

ON FRIDAY

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              feat slate feat gen! LOL&lt;br&gt;

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Us at work. so professional. i was the "AUDIO LADY" . swear i could have gone deaf. hehs.

ON SATURDAY

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        attepmted The family picture but it failed um cos of me! ;]

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  1st shot.
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2nd shot.

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I know I look spastic and jaime looks um &lt;i&gt;funny&lt;/i&gt;. heeee.~

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&lt;br&gt;gen claire missy mae shawne and me. (motherly? damn. grr. haha)



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gen, me( attempting! hehs.) , missy mae, claire and shawne. ;]

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we attempted to do mytrademark smile. haha GEN did. I was just ARRRH. haha~

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:)

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so indidualistic. hehs.

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hahaha now thats us!~ I love my crew! The director beside me ROCK. ;]

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jasmine and roy. 

yay! Thank you everyone for doing a great job! Let's see how Pang Pang takes it! *ZOOM IN ZOOM OUT!* HAHAHAHAHAHA.

NOW.

In school, studying. ohoh and I realised (in continuation with my horoscope obsession and fascination!) in the bus, 334 that all virgos are perfectionists. It FITS. haha. My Uncle, Mr Hon, Lydia, Arsalan, Jaime, Huda &amp; Renesh. 

It so fits! HAHA. I should be a modern hot astrologer some day. hehs ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115080224662953631?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115080224662953631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115080224662953631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115080224662953631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115080224662953631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/picture-us-baby_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115064361985190709</id><published>2006-06-18T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T23:13:40.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;my daddy's day ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I LOVE you dad. ;] i hope you had fun today with all three of us hypering and screamingup inyour ears and thanks for
COOKIE AND CREME ICE CREAM, YUM!

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what i did ;with my master piece. haha. inmy pyjamas. HAHAHA.

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 for my daddy , its ever worth.;] hehehes.

and I got 94% for the practice test on the eportal! hopefully its as smooth tmrw! 
will put uppics of filming tmrw ;]

" diamonds are a girl's best friend"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115064361985190709?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115064361985190709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115064361985190709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115064361985190709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115064361985190709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-daddys-day-i-love-you-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115060960912510969</id><published>2006-06-18T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T13:46:49.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;this time for lina ; hotlips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


1. Do the following WITHOUT complains
2. Choose 5 people to do this after you completed yours
3. Leave a tag on the person's tagboard to say he/she have been tagged
4. Start your post with "I have been tagged!" then do this

I HAVE BEEN TAGGED BY LINA ONG. My HOTLIPS. =D

Favourites
favourite colour: Green, Black.
favourite food: My mommy's pasta. ohoh cheesecake.
favourite song:I want you by Thalia
favourite movie: Dirty dancing : Havan Nights
favourite sport: Soccer for sure!
favourite day of the week: Fridays ;]
favourite season: the winter, when everything's so white and pure.
favourite ice-cream: No doubt- COOKIES &amp; CREME. yum

Currents
current mood: very loved by my dad. Love you.
current taste: the after taste of honeystars with milk, YUM. wanna taste of it?
current clothes: my checkered pyjamas botton with green t-shirt( told you I like green)
current deskstop: a very spastic pic of the crew. haha.
current toenail: nothing. not painted.
current time: 1.21pm
current surroundings: my sisters shouting and screaming( tickling oneanother ; sister love), some advertisement on the tv and the 334( the bus) leaving the stop.
current annoyances: my weight . why can't I study?
current thoughts: I want grapes! the ones my mum's holding.

First
first best friends: hmph. kindergarten- dina.
first crush: paarthiban from primary sch. We lasted for 6 whole years without him knowing!( i think he knew though, he knows everything, idiot) ;]
first movie: I have no idea. The Lion King? ;]
first lie: can't remember.
first music: dad singing to me? He always did, as he proclaims. 

Lasts:
last cigarette: I ain't no cigar mama.
last drink: bailey's with dad. HAHA. just a bit.
last car ride: gina's friend jilly's small car ride from the outside of MGS to the inside umcarpark. OMG the car full of soccer balls. COOLIOS.
last crush: um. my lips are sealed. =X though you would know. haha.
last movie: in the theatres- the da vinci code with my daddy ;] at home- Charlie's angels
last phone call: with Lina for about 2 hours ++ . haha horny woman.
last CD played: woah. ancient. hmm i think it wa the oldies cd i had with all the golden oldies. 2 cds. I LIKE.( queen and all)

Have you ever
have you ever dated your best friend: yes i did, that first crush of mine.
have you ever broken the law: nope.
have you ever been arrested: almost, don't ask.
have you ever skinny-dipped:haha wished.
have you ever been on tv: nope.
have you ever kissed someone you don't know: oh yes, that kid whom i saw that day, Josua. Actually any small kid whom I find adorable. KIDS ARE SOOO CUTE =D

5 things you are wearing: my specs, my bling earrings, pinknail polish, tied hair with rubberband( mum says hair looks like beckham! YEAH BABY HELL YEAH! and  jackass grin!
4 things you done today: woke up late, ate honey stars, swept the floor and resisted when mum tempted me with Toblerone.( damn)
3 things you can hear right now: Ain't No Mountain High by Marvin Gaye. Grapes getting squashed by my teeth. Mum flipping newspaper.( I haven't read the papers! horoscope! ohoh)
1 thing you do when you are bored: Intrapersonal communication. =X

The next MY 5.
EASY.

CATTY, HUDA, STEPH,  L-LY BABY, SARAH SPOON.

[ they all have something in common. HAHA. only i know. YES AH!]

Cos baby there's ain't no mountain high enough!
I FEEELLLL GOOD. LA LA LA LA LA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115060960912510969?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115060960912510969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115060960912510969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115060960912510969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115060960912510969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-time-for-lina-hotlips-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115055904854536271</id><published>2006-06-17T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T23:44:09.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;for you, gen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;



Three Names You Go By: 
Lavan( family), Lav , lavvy( you-know-who) double Vs

Three Parts Of Your Heritage: 
Ceylonese, Indian, Portugese
 
Three Things That Scare You: 
Dogs, Snakes and Disappointment


Three Of Your Everyday Essentials:
My phone, Milk( i know) and Mp3 

Three Things You're Wearing Now: 
my mum's black t-shirt. this chain my mum bought me and my navy shorts.( dad's) haha. 

Three of Your Favorite Bands or Musical Artists at the moment:
Marques Houston, Outlandish , Jae Millz
 
Three of Your Favorite Songs at the moment: 
If you had my love, Aicha , CandyShop

Three things you want in a relationship (other than love): 
Trust , Affection and Happiness
 
Two Truths and a Lie: 
I'm prepared for my tests.
I'm 70kgs( haha jamie you couldn't believe right?) ;]
I miss Catty baby.

Three Physical Things about the Opposite Sex that Appeal to You: 
The Eyebows, The Eyes, The Smile( can there be more?) I got more!- Humour

Three of your Favourite Hobbies: 
eating oreo dunked in  milk in the middle of the night with a book/sms-ing.
looking through pictures/letters from my big MEMO box
going for long runs with just me and my music aloud


Three Things You want really badly right now: 
to call Lina( which I'm about to once i'm done doing this) she's waiting.
to eat that muffin my mum just bought back( raisins and choc!)
to lose weight and tone before production!


Three Places You Want to go on Vacation: 
back to : Italy and Czech
Cuba

Three things you want to do before you die:
have that first kiss back though we are nomore.
to say Sorry to those whom I've hurt and been paranoid with( I dont have to wait that long, SOORRY!)
Meet everyone single one that I Love*   and
say I LOVE YOU and I'm with you.
 

Three People I would like to see take this quiz: 
Ashley, Liyana, Star&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115055904854536271?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115055904854536271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115055904854536271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115055904854536271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115055904854536271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/for-you-gen-three-names-you-go-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115047198473774609</id><published>2006-06-16T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T23:33:05.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;if you had my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

the song in my head: the above mentioned title.


&lt;i&gt;Now if I give you me this is how it's got to be 
First of all I won't take your cheating on me&lt;/i&gt;

This song kept on repeating in my head and i found myself relating to the lyrics more and more. My favourite by Jennifer Lopez, I just love the video ; it means alot. Beautiful smile lopez has ;] and its real.

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[ yes JX I'm doing the Mon, tuesday thing. hehs. its easier!]

&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;

Basically a home day, studying and going through marketing and medisoc. Crapped on the phone with gloria. hahha bimbo Charbokia! Such a tai tai I tell you. Then I was just going on to the 2nd chapter of marketing and we promised ourselves we'll get some work done before she calls to talk again and TADA! I slept and she went and got carried away packing up her stuff? We're going to film at her house on saturday! So in preparation right? She said she'll feed us Maggi when we are over. Cheak's going to kill you!


&lt;i&gt;And who can I trust if I can't trust in you 
And I refuse to let you play me for a fool &lt;/i&gt;


&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/u&gt;

Filming in school from 10 plus all the way to 7 plus. I had somuch of fun being the sound operator! ROCK YOUR BODY MIC CHECK 1, 2 and our actress for our trailer: 3 mirrors is a friend of Gloria's and boy is she talented! ;] You go Missy Mae. i saw my nu er today. Sarah,. Spent some quality time with her. Hope you understood what I said in just now. Umar and the rest , thanks for coming down all the way to the girl's toilet before you guys leave to visit me while we were shooting! Umar. take care of yourself and holler when you get back from that climbing trip at Ophir!

&lt;i&gt;You said that we could possibly 
Spend eternity, see that's what you told me 
That's what you told me&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/u&gt;

All the way to Pasir Ris. I am so proud of our trailer I tell you. Its so professional and i got a part to play for it as well but it was so unlike me. HAHAHAHA. Imagine me being stern. We had to take that shot so many times. HAHAHA sorry people. I know I know, everytime you see my face you feel like laughing right? HAHA Audrey from camp. I remember when the group of us were lepak-ing at our dorm, I couldnt help but laughing at the silly little things she and the rest said and they started to imitate me and got me cracking up again. Aiyoh. Cheap thrills.

&lt;i&gt;Well if you want me 
You have to be fulfilling of my needs 
If you really want me baby&lt;/i&gt;


Well its filming tomorrow and studying or maybe up to my cousin's to watch soccer! woho. we'll see! We make such a good team. Gloria, Jamie, Brian, Geneivieve, Cheak, Missy Mae&amp;Claire( friends of Glo) and Amber. A bit more and our Mirrors is done. I'm sure it'll be a nice end with our wonderful crew and actresses&amp; actors. ;]


From the heart: Recent hapenings ( more than one yes) have proved to me that Love is a sacred word and only some people are worthy of it because there are only few people whom you can really say I LOVE YOU to without pain and regret and all other negative emotions( so pessimistic. haha) but ohwells. Whatever happen to her, who said I love you to every single person whom she met along the day?( even strangers!) 

I still do! ;]
but it's harder now.

&lt;i&gt;I don't want you to get with me 
And I get my heart hurt, please 
I don't need the hurt, I don't need the pain 
So before I do, give myself to you 
I have to know the truth 
If I spend my life with you&lt;/i&gt;

A beautiful song, Lopez. My idol ;]

[Ashley, I don't know. I just asked because you saw me after a long long time. So yeah i just wonderes. You changed too! ;) ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115047198473774609?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115047198473774609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115047198473774609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115047198473774609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115047198473774609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/if-you-had-my-love-song-in-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-115029544008939546</id><published>2006-06-14T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T22:30:40.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;dancing or just &lt;i&gt;moving&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

NRA CAMP '06

SATURDAY- MONDAY



1) a good thought on that. I must say the camp was very enlightening in many different ways. Fellow people whom have the same interest and passion for dancing. People who can really &lt;i&gt;dance&lt;/i&gt; and not just shake and move. It makes a hell lot of difference, as I was enlightened by my instructor Ann. Thank you Ann. before going on.

Here's our video, ( we did baby boy by beyonce ft sea paul) and I'm in blue but you cant really see cos of the narrow camera scope but you can still see me, see if you can spot!) ;]

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BEYONCE!! haha we guys bonded and danced till we could drop. Practiced, practiced and praticed. Mind it ,ours wasn't that slutty, haha but very &lt;i&gt;sensual&lt;/i&gt; and with our wonderful leader/senior Orange it was wonderful.

 We were asked to rank the few diferent artistes we were given in our favour and hand in our rankings and if we were to get our first choice, then we would be in the same group as people who chose the same person and do a dance and try to impersonate the artiste we chose. 

There was Beyonce, Britney, Janet Jackson, Jennifer Lopez, Boa , Usher, JJ lin and and Rain. You might think like why didn't I choose the others( I got my first choice btw). Well I was thinking more of Beyonce, janet jackson and Jlo more than Britney and the others cos I connect more with their music though I get turned on by Britney's I'm A Slave For You( that's what they performed and it was nice ;])  HAHAHAHHA.


2)dinner with steph, lina, jaime and em. You guys are just ;]. Honestly. I have come to realise that Love is a very strong emotion and word to be used on just anyone( yes yes LAVANYA is saying that!) but I can safetly say i feel Loved by you guys all the time and i feel good and I'm happy when you guys are happy when you say i make you happy ; 
THATS WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR ;]


TUESDAY


3) power jazz with NRA yesterday was very good and &lt;i&gt;girly&lt;/i&gt;, I LIKE. Al of us girls were just trying to work  on our &lt;i&gt;feel&lt;/i&gt; to get to &lt;i&gt;dance&lt;/i&gt;. Can't wait for more. ;]

4) Father's day dinner with my papi's side after that at Choa Chu Kang Park. Food was good but I was just very tired and didn;t really it much. My aunt thought i looked like some foreigner with my hair and changed skin colour( due to lesser exposure to the Sun) and what I was wearing. ohwells. had a great time nontheless. WORLD CUP FEVER. Leia called, so good to hear her voice. Another one more person I will associate the word Love with because she's worth all of it. All my Love.

Today

Meet up with Salt &amp; Pepper.
Ashley, Abigail, Johnny( BRAVO haha), Jo chan, MAYY!( she left her phone behind and i'mholdingonto it now. WE'll meet up MAY! don't worry ;]) adorable, regina, jill, debbie, shu hui, jingen, Caroline at MGS. I had so much of fun that I umm yes skipped dance today. Yes DANCE. haha but all worth. Had so much of laugh! Chocolate dosage was obviously high. Thanks Jo and Johnny, y our words meant alot and I hope you feel better about your yesterday( we wrote her a card).

NOW,

I'm off to continue studying  for my tests next week.
Take care , God Bless 
and yes ashley, have I changed?
or more like did i change?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-115029544008939546?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/115029544008939546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=115029544008939546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115029544008939546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/115029544008939546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/dancing-or-just-moving-nra-camp-06.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114987682404557370</id><published>2006-06-10T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T02:13:44.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LIYANA'S BLOG SAYS:


"LAVANYA! U SEXY HOTT CHOCOLATE 
I LOVE YOU TILL YOUR TOES!!!
TURN ME ON"

wohooo. I GET TO SEE YOU LATER? OMG.
HEARD THAT STEPH? AND SARAH?
YOU HAVE ANEW COMPETITOR! hurhururhruhr.

AND I FANCY THAT CHEESE TOO! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114987682404557370?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114987682404557370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114987682404557370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114987682404557370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114987682404557370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/liyanas-blog-says-lavanya-u-sexy-hott.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114986838904694330</id><published>2006-06-09T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T01:14:29.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;carpe diem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

so after reading huda's post and the mention of TIMBERLAKE!( yes Malin, our orgasm! HIAK) I had to put this up,

For you Malin, Hudz and whoever else. 
TIMBERLAKE IS FLOW.
WOHO ;]

LIKEI LOVE YOU- Justin Timberlake ft Clipse.

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iLife training in the morn( french-chinese.oww) and NRA camp thereafter. All pumped people, its showdowm time guys.
Sarah(mcm), Shafik, Indix, germaine. Let's flow.

Its been long since i did this but I want to.
here goes in no special order.

GLORIA YZELMAN.

my classmate in mcm who I can CRAZY up with.
goes by the nicks: Charbokiah, 1st angel, THE maid( i just came up with it) nu er and neh neh.
 from SAC. hyena laughter and BIMBOTIC-ness together with wenting(AMBER) which just turns me and
Jamie off. We are the lyk duh-s while they are the like totally-s. Well all I can say is Gloria, my Charbokia you made my this pastfew um months( almost 2 mmonths) wonderful. You know when I'm sad and I OBVIOUSLY know when youre down ( see the prev prev post), but you got me love. press on for the CTs and all that marketing stuff. Go on director. ( I'm the actress, I did a good job didnt I?) WO XI HUAN NI.

&lt;i&gt; If you smile then that should set the tone,
and if you let go the music should move your bones.&lt;/i&gt; OWW! ;]

STEPH PANG XING CHI.

Someone I knew from the Freshmen Orientation Camp( I'm so glad I went for the camp), didn't really know her that well, though yes the hi bye-s. Then ourn journey started during the Mass Comm Orientation ( with Shafik). WE JUST CLICKED and we talk about anything and everything( she knows my deepest secrets hee). My going home partner and I'm her LOVE. Youre mine too though you got to share with your other sisters and your LAODA aka Regina. I NEEED A DATE WITH YOU ONTHE WAY BACK HOME SOON. Though I'll be seeing you later for the workshop before NRA CAMP. love you love.

&lt;i&gt; Ain't nobody love you like I love you,
You're a good girl and that's what makes me trust you&lt;/i&gt;

LINA ONG hotlips &amp; Jaime hotpurr

The literal meaning yes. Somewhat like Steph and Jaime and them, they were from Naga 1 but I was from Naga 3 but we click like tight. WONDER HOW IT WORKS BUT IT's JUST MAGICAL and Lina together with jaime( naga) loves smooching me. Aight Aight, I know I'm tempting alright, DON't FIGHT FOR THE BEST CHEEK. Hurhurhurhruhr. Lina, hope you are doing fine with ECH, thought i just saw you yesterday and you wet me, AGAIN. haha and Jaime, hope all's fine and how's shidd? LOL that profanity machine.

VANJILL

The sweet lil' angel whom I've just came to know notheless the precious. Lives by the same life motto. Be true to yourself and be yourself. such a sweetie . oooh and she knows how to do litchiplant( correct spelling?) and play agawan base-yes she's from the Phlipines and a junior of Gloria's. Awesome people I know whom are so passionate about Drama and Jill is into dance as well. What more can i ask? Do you like cheesecake? hehs ;]

Lav idk you no more. today was productive. ;] 
woho angel still up?
1:00 
- jilly. he is dick-less. she is boob-less. 
aye aye. YES! hahaha
1:00
» ohoh
1:00
» sweetheart!
1:00
» i have smth for ya
1:00
» its a song i dedicate to ya
1:00
» http://youtube.com/watch?v=DSrp8ZUl5Pc&amp;search=cry%20on%20my%20shoulder
1:00 
Lav idk you no more. today was productive. ;] 
oh sweet
1:00
» okats
1:01
» *y
1:01 
- jilly. he is dick-less. she is boob-less. 
for showing me the way, i wana thank you by letting ya hear a song as beautiful as u!
1:01
» 

see what i mean?
ANGELL LOVE ;]


JAMIE

LIke duh! heheh. I like the way you do it right thurrright thurr. LOL. Jaime is actually Tian Ann but I call him Jamie because he started calling me Roy and it stuck and now i only respond when my class people call me Roy, especially Jamie. If he happens to call Lavanya, I would respond but at umm a very &lt;i&gt;slowed&lt;/i&gt; pace. He's my Sexy and I'm his Hotstuff( too  much information? Sorry! ;] ) thanks for helping me with the spraying stuff today and hope the brochure went well. LOVE you heaps( you know. lalalallala) you make me happy ;].


Malin Spjut.

Yo Timberlaker. Like after such a long tme, we talked on MSN yesterday. Felt so good like yesteryear. Malin was my team mate when I played basketball from Karlskrona Marines in Sweden. Awesome. All the different people from diferent diversities. Remember how we used to go crazy over Justin T. ( AHHHHHHHHHH.)


( ytd yes)

2:55:45 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: remember you once said
2:55:54 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: when justin moves its like you get an orgasm
2:55:56 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: same feeling
2:55:57 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: hahaa
2:56:00 AM malinspjut@hotmail.com: hahhaha
2:56:04 AM malinspjut@hotmail.com: did I say that? :D
2:56:08 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: yess
2:56:09 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: youdid
2:56:10 AM malinspjut@hotmail.com: yeah
2:56:13 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: i still remember
2:56:14 AM malinspjut@hotmail.com: I remember!!
2:56:15 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: ;]
2:56:17 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: hahaha
2:56:18 AM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: LOL
2:56:30 AM malinspjut@hotmail.com: (A)

nice talking to you Malin the winger. We the Winger forwards. woho.
jag alskar dig gumman. ;]


SARAH spoon.

enlightened me as of always (in the many different ways * thinks .. hehs ;] ). Its damn crazy when two people just think of each other and on that very day they see each other, like after one whole &lt;i&gt;long&lt;/i&gt; week. Just blessed and really on time. It was fun with you today, and davio.*smiles. You guys are the best and yes the bite is memorable( hahah). About what youre going through( your post got me thinking) we always say how you should be in order to feel better bu never address the way you feel directly. *guilty. very.. anyhow,

SARAH THOMASINA GL SILENTKILLER HUG ADDICT DAUGHTER SPOON PILLOW,
&lt;i&gt;I know you do,&lt;/i&gt; HAHAHA.

Arsalan.

Yes. Now here. I know you stillcheck up on here. Jag vet ju det. Ohwells i was very sad about what happen.You should know you dumma dig javel, but I think as much as you have hurt me ( you know ducha?) I can't help it but say I sill do. Maybe not as what before but what it is of now. I still miss the Bibbin.

Last but not least..

Leia Salic V Villamayor , the other half of the L&amp;l-lys.

Remember last week this day( friday) lots of fun. I know youre enjoying school so much. So glad to hear that and that friendof yours( whats pretty in tagalog?*mm) so Lawa( in malay), piao liang( chinese?) and vacker( Swedish). HAHA and that Swede, Advin. AHHHHH. You know what to do. I love you L-ly. Date me out soon! LOVE .

oh and hudz,

8 May 2005
9:31:59 PM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: i admit tho that it felt a bit funny somehow abit diff but i sat and read our convo we had and wow amazing :)
9:33:40 PM huda_146@hotmail.com: Hahax~
9:33:40 PM huda_146@hotmail.com: Awww...
9:33:44 PM huda_146@hotmail.com: I do that too you know.
9:33:45 PM huda_146@hotmail.com: Gahahahah~
9:33:47 PM huda_146@hotmail.com: Yeay!
9:33:52 PM huda_146@hotmail.com: Oh man...we're weird.
9:34:07 PM huda_146@hotmail.com: Even when we're apart and thinking about where did we gow rong...we're doing the same things.
9:34:13 PM lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com: i know
9:34:13 PM huda_146@hotmail.com: funni


I still do and it's &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; amazing. ;]

When the nights are
getting cold and blue
When the days are 
getting hard for you
I will always stay
by your side
I promise you,
I'll never hide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114986838904694330?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114986838904694330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114986838904694330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114986838904694330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114986838904694330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/carpe-diem-so-after-reading-hudas-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114977173011042081</id><published>2006-06-08T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T21:55:22.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ONE GOT IN , THE OTHER DIDN'T.
damn.=/
but everything means nothing if i ain't got you.
that last part was so good and full of emotions.
ohwells.

and Gen, my HAIR IS NOT RETRO!
say some more. I .. I record you. 
hehs ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114977173011042081?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114977173011042081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114977173011042081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114977173011042081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114977173011042081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-got-in-other-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114976564870684562</id><published>2006-06-08T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T19:20:49.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GLORIA: BLOG ABOUT ME NOW MUMMY!!!


LAV:GLORRRRRRRRRRRIAAA.
why so sad??? btw gloria sounds so MAIDDD. ( i'm stereotying! HURURHR)

GLORIA: GLORIA DOESN'T SOUND SO MAID! It's a booooootifuuul nammmeee hooorrrrrrrrrrrrr... SI MOTHER. RAH!

LAV: HURHURHRURHUR. SI CHARBOKIA AR. eh i am suppose to be the sad one and i'm so hyper. YOU HYPE UP EH! dont sad sad then i also sad. heee.

GLORIA: Nememind. Sad sad then sad sad lor. What to do? But aiyah. AIYAH NOT SAD LA SHALALALALALLALALALALLALALAAAAAA!!!!!! :):):)

LAV: * ahh chuum*

GLORIA: OH BLESS YOU!

LAV: *laughs hahah SHAMALAMALA* thinks MI. LOL eh charbokia why you always DO your hair? heeeee. like evil wicked woman stroking her hair. HIAK HIAK

GLORIA: Cos i have evil thoughts in my head muahahahahahahaha... No la, habit already, especially when glo is BORED. Like NOW...

LAV: BORED???.. so i am bored la! tsk *rolls eyes. You neh neh. hmph.

GLORIA: I JUST WANT YOU FOR MY OWN, MORE THAN YOU COULD EVER KNOW. MAKE MY WISH COME TRUE... ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOOOOUUUUUUU...!!!

LAV: LYK DUH! * under the influence of nanajaimeahgongtianannscott.

GLORIA: SI AH GONG!

LAV: SHEN JING BING!

GLORIA: YOU MAO BING!

LAV: COOKIES AND CREAM!

GLORIA: CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM!!!!!

LAV: WOHO! CAN I HAVE HIM?( RHYMES EH!) HUHURHRUHRURHURHRHURH.

GLORIA: Crasssssieee ah!

NANA: SHE USING MY LAPTOP SCOLD ME EH!!

GLORIA: CARE HIM AH.*ROLLS EYES. SI AH GONG.

LAV: *LOOKS AT NANA.

NANA: *nostrils dialate*

GLORIA AND LAV: EW! DISGUSTING PLEASE!

GLORIA: si ah gong.

GLORIA: ...... USE AS TOILET PAPER. YOUR BUM BUM WILL FEEL LIKE HEAVEN!

GEN: ARE YOU RECORDING . OHHMMYGAAWWWDD.

DAMN IT! *SLAPS LAV'S BACK..
SHIT YOU LA!

LAV: RECORDING?

GEN: LAV YOU BETTER WATCH OUT AH!

LAV:OKAY.. BITCH!

GLORIA: care you ah.

LAV: got meh?? your eng so..*thinks. BROKEN FRAGILE. *CRASHHHHHH.

GLORIA: HEEEEYYYYYY... my English is the bomb. I have Eurasian blood ok! From everywhere! I care you ah!

LAV: EURASIAN WHAT! BIG COCK AH! nehminds better english version: BIG P**** AH! *grins

GLORIA: I don't have big cock. But big nehneh can.

LAV : OKAY. BIG NEH NEH AH! HAHHA I ALSO HAVE!

GLORIA: Can you imagine how big they'll be during and after pregnancy?

LAV : I ALREADY HAD THEM FOR YOU REMEMBER?? AND ALL THE OTHER DAUGHTERS OF  MINE.

SAGGY LA!

GLORIA: Haha, you can move mountains with your mammeries man! I shall start with hills first.

LAV: mammeries?

GLORIA: you know MAMMERY( i think) glands.* LAUGHS.

LAV: huh errr. 

GLORIA: END AH END AH.

LAV: OKAY HORNY SESSION OVER.

GLORIA: CHEEKOPEH LOOKING AH.



GLORIA:And it all started with : why you so sad ah..

LAV: moral of the story: If you are sad, look for us. 
FREE ENTERTAINMENT FOR ALL!
you'll be satisfied. 
heeee ;]

GLORIA: hee r heer*B high frequency meets SAC LAUGH. more like hyena laughter!)*

GLORIA: I SHALL NOT LAUGH ANYMORE! EH! DON'T TYPE ANYMORE LA!

WENTING: who you all talking to?

LAV: Ourselves! On NANA's laptop!

GLORIA: -__- END.

LAv: not yet...
heee.
 part one over

GLORIA: CAN I KILL YOU? HIAK HIAK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114976564870684562?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114976564870684562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114976564870684562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114976564870684562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114976564870684562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/gloria-blog-about-me-now-mummy.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114975412155906310</id><published>2006-06-08T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T17:21:59.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;BACK IN TRACK&lt;/span&gt;

YES. =)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAROLINE LIM of T1o4 :)
love you, you meanie mini. hehs.
That was a nice hug.
hehs 18 years old?
different vibes? LOL
I'll go now before liswanto fires me!
HEHS.

OFFF.
Lav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114975412155906310?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114975412155906310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114975412155906310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114975412155906310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114975412155906310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-in-track-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114970147516378106</id><published>2006-06-08T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T01:31:15.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>where do i start? 
I changed the layout as you guys might have seen. It's simple and i didnt reallyl ike the way the words were displayed in my previous layout. A bit too small and it had a funny allignment. A new url soon, just waiting for wordpress to verify then i'm moving but then again, I love this url. I've kept this for long and i grew along. with it.Ohwells we'll just wait and see and decide when wordpress replies or whatsoever.

I felt so weak when i got up today. the effect of sleeping at 7. Call me nuts if you like but I had to finish bauhaus by today so that I can get it printed and go for NRA camp with a peace of mind and sorry to those whom i havent been replying. =/. Got the brochure printed today and i realise something. 

Whenever I am missing someone alot( I did miss a certain someone alot today ; a good friend) , i'll try thinking back about what we went through, the things we talked about, rummage my albums to see the pics we took, see the gifts we exchanged, the testimonials , the chat logs, just to rellive the moments and it always feels good after that. It's a wonderful feeling.I could only see the pics and chat logs on milkdoc in the car while papi went to but it was enough.

The feeling was great ; nothing beats it.
( cant believe we talked so much.) ;]

Then went to view all the other chat files with diffferent people. I could have laughed my ass off. Hilarious some of them.
The ones with ashley , dilys, qazim and sahirah during the PAE  was hell CRAZY. So much of random-ness, crazyness and happiness. Nothing replaces it . The conversations with Phecda2 and the royalites inside. One whole crazy bunch which kept me sane. GAYBLUR. 

bauhaus printing is done.

things that need to be done by friday.

* concept write up for Bauhaus
*folding and editing for brochure
*Logos typograhy stuff to be printed
* concept write up for typography
* muggin' for Marketing and MEDISOC.
* Peer evaluationn form
*interview assignment: confirmation with our person in mind.( awesome of we could interview her!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114970147516378106?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114970147516378106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114970147516378106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114970147516378106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114970147516378106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/where-do-i-start-i-changed-layout-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114963341039467231</id><published>2006-06-07T06:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T06:46:23.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/PICT1965.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/200/PICT1965.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

a happy thing yesterday.
gorgeous=teddy bear=daughter.
i have 12 now.
she made made me smile.
said i smiled like a teddy when I
smile wide.
right.


you are just an illusion.
you have no idea

E BARA FAN DUM I HUVET.
HATAR DIG SOM FAN.

i need sleep and i havent eaten.
sleep first eat later.
I didn't think i'd say this
but i'm sick of it now.

I'm sick of love.

du javla fan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114963341039467231?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114963341039467231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114963341039467231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114963341039467231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114963341039467231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-thing-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114944339344867831</id><published>2006-06-05T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T01:56:51.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;COME AND SHAKALAKA WITH ME. woho&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY kanch and papi. :) one's 43 and the other 17. We had a great time today. yay.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;oh and just heard rashvin and 'em are coming back for a holiday on the 22th. YES AHHH!!!!. haha affer my CTs. June is getting good. I LIKE. hahaha. World cup is with them in the EAST. yeahman and KL prolly in JULY. Birthday thing for my KANDAISSH snowman and pabi. i miss that virgo and aquarius. I GET TO SEE YOU GUYS SOON . yeah man =D&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAN I LIKE MY FAMILY. =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;We left for W.C.P at like 2 plus. Kanch didnt know where we were going. HAHA. anyhows cousin and aunt came. Had lots of fun. playing , jumping, screaming, falling. eveyrthing , oh! CAM-ing. Everyone was looking at us at Mcdonalds. Couldn't help it, we were so high and yes cousin that pic where me and kanch kissed you on the cheek and you were in the centre, I LOOOK SOOOO&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;hahhaha PASSIONATE. ohwells, I love you thiya.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;THE BEST PART.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;We went to eat seafood. Food was yum. that KANGKONG. yum but i got easily full so couldnt eat much. there was this cute small boy whom we sawleaving. SO CUTEEE. i just wanted to have him on my lap and if possible take him back home and just stare at him. HAHA. darn cute. Then after awhile we saw him on his mum's lap and his dad at the table next to us. I wasn't really near them so I went to the seat nearby them and went down to him and said hello.He's just a year and half years old.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE CUTE LIL' BOY. OMGGGGGG =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;he shy-ed. SOOOOOOOO CUTE.=D so there i was with Prev trying to make funny faces and he smiled and laughed so shyly. I LIKE. =D i promted to high 5 him but he shy-ed again. SO i was like,"byebye" and stood up(fake of course) LOL and prompted high 5 again and he gave me one!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;WOHO. but duh obviously we didnt leave yet so we were playing and now and then my cousins and sisters were trying but nah-uh, nothing doing. so then..&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;we had to leave.=( and you shoulda seen the look on his face, it went all quiet suddenly. I bet he knew la because eveyone was getting up and saying bye. So again I said bye and HIGH 5-ed and boy, DID HE HIGH 5 me! and i shouted like mad. HAHA HAHA and when my cousins and sisters high 5-ed , HE DIDN't!!!!!!!!!!!!!. neh neh. LOL&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;I went bonkers I tell you.BUT KIDS, =D I can't help it. SOO CUTE OK. I wish I can just take him home and just look at him.*grins His name is Josua. Oh man Josua, you made me so happy. I dont even know you but you made me realise i'm still a child after all and it feels so good.=D&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;OMGGG SO CUTEEEEEEEE. =D&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;The whole family thought I went crazy. HURHURHRUHR. anyway then we headed to CHUA CHU KANG to celebrate with the whole big family. haha as usual they got the CAKE IN THE FACE. (ima pro. LOL) and we had fun. WORLD CUP's the new HOT topic in my family. Both sides and i'm lovin' it.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;BECKHAM=LAV=you-know-what.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;DAMN. *GRINS.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Hopefully this week's school gon' be okay.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;no kissing mania please.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;especially jaime and lina.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;spare your momma this time. LOL&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;good week ahead y'all. =D&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Lav.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114944339344867831?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114944339344867831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114944339344867831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114944339344867831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114944339344867831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/come-and-shakalaka-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114939162868017495</id><published>2006-06-04T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T11:44:15.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;YOU CAN COUNT ON ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

my sis'sbirthday and my dad's too. We are all going of to W.C.P later.YAY. Too bad mum's side not gon be there. My aunt and family with   cousins moved to Brisbane. =/ I miss my OHSOHOT eldest cousin Dheraj Rishan Kant Samant* (coolright? and he'smy cousin.=/ virgo also) and of course Rashvin, Anuthra and Krishore. Oh man, i remember when i used to come over to Bedok and we use to play soccer go movie-ing in wait which one ah, Tampines mall or the onebeside it. Anyhow, come back soon guys. Miss you guys too much.

&lt;i&gt;I'm addicted to you. yeah that's all I can say. damn.&lt;/i&gt; 
yes jorge might sound so (your word) CLICHE.
but i'm addicted.
feels good though. hehs. in a way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114939162868017495?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114939162868017495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114939162868017495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114939162868017495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114939162868017495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-can-count-on-me-my-sissbirthday_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114933650279284956</id><published>2006-06-03T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T20:34:03.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;yes liyana, CURLS ARE KINKY, just like yours, you got to agree with me. hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

chaos time over. they just reconciled? ohwells. my sis just left to see her friends and my dad is sending her. haiyo. she just hugged me and said 

" thanks akka, i didnt expect you to get so worked up!"
me: " obviously la, he was a bit too much"
" i love you".
" i know you do."

then my dad came,
" sorry for shouting at you just now and whatever i did, stop crying. did i hurt you? sorry."
and he gave me a kiss. man. you easily forgive your loved ones. i did.

anyhow lets try this again.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;Yerba buena ; that smile. damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/26369123615721l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/200/26369123615721l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

 I'll share some CANDY moment i had with my HOTSTUFF ytd. see the one on the left, thats TUN AUNG. ( i so hope he doesnt see it here, i'll just shy man.) just check that  oh-my-god-pelvic. * faints. aaaaaaaaa. *grins* the sextoy. LOL

&lt;u&gt;YESTERDAY's BEST&lt;/u&gt;

in case you guys didnt know, this week was ultimate hell. dealines for yesterday was madness. Thank god for people like Steph, Danny and Sarah( i saw them only for awhile) sorry loves. *thank goodness i saw that cheesecake that girl was eating,atleast that made me smile *grins*and then it was go go go! so i headed off to block 73 to hand in the money for NRA camp and walked all the way back to atrium.

So, i entered the library and walked towards where E'klipse was and OMGGGGGGGGG *adrenalin rush to the max*. Aung that hottie, was seating like just beside our group la with some of the SC people. ohmygod. friggin' i walked the other way to seat. BTW, he DANCES SO GODDAMNED WELLL! so thats a  plus for sure. any guy who can dance= one notch above in lav's guys list. and packed with a body like that. yes i have seen and danced.

before i get carried away. *hehs.

already the heart pounding like that, i was finding some green tea promotions stuff on the net and couldn't find any and it was lke 4 plus almost close to 5-dealine. It was all grey and cloudy la. no sunlight and all. he was sitting right infront of me on the floor with some guys playing some stuff , guys guys guys. 

Then someone stood up to leave but i was too engrossed in what i was doing and the music i was listening to- yerba buena from dirty dancing: havan nights. HEAVEN MUSIC. so i knew someone was leaving and that person went to take his/her(?) bag to leave i suppose but something made me look up 'cos i suddenly thought what if it was him and 

YOU KNOW WHAT..
that moment i looked at him( yes he was the one leaving. WOOOHO my heart was right.) i think he turned to see if i was looking at him ,and right at the moment i set my eyes on him he turned before he left, he SMILED( DAMN!)and waved. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH and the music i was listening to couldn't be more apt and sunshine was just shining on me with a rainbow formed upon him. MAN, that sight. I'll remember.
I WAS GRINNING TO MYSELF. *even now, grins* thank goodness steph wasnt around if not kena bullied. haha.
and then sms-ing was cool. 

I like myhotstuff, he certainly made my so-dull-day-filled-with-sunshine.

Now  yerba buena , the song has a new meaning. :) Did i tell I always or most of the time, somehow associate music or songs with people.? Yes EVRYONE  of you who's prolly reading this have a song. :)


 and then it became even better when i saw tas and ash and all at the atrium. NRA people yo. coolios . then left to JP to see my L-ly. SOOOO EXCITED. my other half of the L&amp;L-lys. We ate at LJS. and boy did we have a good time laughing our ass-es off. haha looking at milkdoc and the pics. eh my pics nice right? duh. and sorry your curls not enough at all. HAHAH the MORE THE MERRIER.LOL.

talking about curls after that meet up with Leia, her mum gave me a ride back home and was on MSN and LIYANA and me started talking. yes another curl. BOY did we have fun talking about EVRYTHING UNDER THE SUN. hehs. Don't rebond your hair pls. LIke what me and parthi agree on CURLS ARE KINKY. leave em. LOL and nooooo i aint hot. you are , see.. *kisses finger and places on liyana's ass..*PSSSSSTT* see hahah LOL.

pics with Leia up later i hope.
SIS BIRTHDAY CELEB AT W.C.P with Family and cousins tomorrow!
yay! i wanted E.C.P la. I like east.
I think I'll be staying at granny's at Bedok once everything;s over with tests, camp and school.
YES AH. ashley and qazz, go TM heard from my uncle some new york pizza there is good.
now i'm off  bauhaus-ing. :)

missing: all my daughters, 11 of them. take care lovelies, mama's got you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114933650279284956?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114933650279284956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114933650279284956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114933650279284956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114933650279284956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/yes-liyana-curls-are-kinky-just-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114933012119669941</id><published>2006-06-03T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T18:24:50.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;Yerba buena ; that smile. damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/26369123615721l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/200/26369123615721l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

 I'll share some CANDY moment i had with my HOTSTUFF ytd. see the one on the left, thats TUN AUNG. ( i so hope he doesnt see it here, i'll just shy man.) just check that 

&lt;u&gt;YESTERDAY's BEST&lt;/u&gt;

for those who don't know,

Tun Aung 
Burmese
BMs i


( a din and CHAOS just happened in my house.things flying, shouting, me crying cos my sis was and i butted in MY DAD is such a  idk. always assuming and its my sis's birthday tmrw and his as well(ironic), couldnt he wait. never listens but always our fault. now everyone is crying and the birthday girl is just :( in the room. such a dependable fool . ARGGHHHHHHHHHH)
another time i'll continue about whatver was written before)

. my dad disappointed me &lt;i&gt;again.&lt;/i&gt;
and now, i'm really hurt.
screw him for spoiling everyone's mood.even my mom's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114933012119669941?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114933012119669941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114933012119669941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114933012119669941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114933012119669941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/yerba-buena-that-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114918445118840355</id><published>2006-06-02T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T04:37:17.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHMYMAMA  . hehs.
1) mine
2) ARSALAN
3) TIANANN(jaime)
4) SARAH (silent killer sarah pillow spoon daughter)
5) HUDA( &gt;.&lt;)
6) FADZ( *shys. smile..i like :] )
7) STEPH( daughter)
8) GLORIA(baby face)
9) WELLA(mei)
10)LINA( hotlips)
11)JAIME(naga)(hot purrrr)
12)LEIA(my l-ly)
13)UMARr ( hehs.*shys)
( scroll down to see yours. hees ;D)

before that, MY GUY SENIORS. OMG. hehs.&lt;br&gt;
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1. MINE.

&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Lavanya&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Lavanya!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pound for pound, hamburgers cost more than Lavanya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The moon is 400 times closer to the Earth than Lavanya, and 400 times smaller.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Over 2000 people have now climbed Lavanya, with roughly ten percent dying on the way down!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Over half of Americans are officially Lavanya!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lavanya is black with white stripes, not white with black stripes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The book of Esther in the Bible is the only book which does not mention Lavanya!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The original nineteenth-century Coca-Cola formula contained Lavanya!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The pharoahs of ancient Egypt wore garments made with thin threads of beaten Lavanya!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lavanyaicide is the killing of Lavanya!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Ancient Egypt, people wore glittery eyeshadow made from the crushed shells of Lavanya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Sasha&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Sasha!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Japan it is considered rude to talk with Sasha in your mouth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sasha is incapable of sleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sasha can sleep for three and a half years.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sasha is the world's smallest mammal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It takes forty minutes to hard-boil Sasha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When provoked, Sasha will swivel the tip of her abdomen and shoot a jet of boiling chemicals at her attacker.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All swans in England belong to Sasha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You share your birthday with Sasha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sasha can give birth ten days after being born, and is born pregnant.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Britain's Millennium Dome is more than double the size of Sasha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Lavanya Sasha&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Lavanya Sasha!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;It takes a lobster approximately 7 years to grow to be Lavanya Sasha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lavanya Sasha has a bifurcated penis!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two thirds of the world's eggplant is grown in Lavanya Sasha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lavanya Sasha can be seen from space.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lavanya Sasha is physically incapable of sticking her tongue out!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Influenza got its name because people believed the disease was caused by the evil "influence" of Lavanya Sasha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lavanya Sasha has often been found swimming miles from shore in the Indian Ocean!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lavanya Sasha is 1500 years older than the pyramids.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Duelling is legal in Paraguay as long as both parties are Lavanya Sasha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The liquid inside Lavanya Sasha can be used as a substitute for blood plasma.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Lavanya Kannathass&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Lavanya Kannathass!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two thirds of the world's eggplant is grown in Lavanya Kannathass!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It can take Lavanya Kannathass several days to move just through one tree.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lavanya Kannathass is the world's tallest woman.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are more than two hundred different kinds of Lavanya Kannathass!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lavanya Kannathass cannot be detected by infrared cameras.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All gondolas in Venice must be painted black unless they belong to Lavanya Kannathass.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Olive oil was used for washing Lavanya Kannathass in the ancient Mediterranean world.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;South Australia was the first place to allow Lavanya Kannathass to stand for parliament.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lavanya Kannathass is the only one of the original Seven Wonders of the World that still survives.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Originally, Lavanya Kannathass could not fly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;

ARSALAN.

&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Arsalan&amp;gender=m" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Arsalan!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twenty-eight percent of Microsoft's employees are Arsalan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arsalan was first grown in America by the grandmother Maria Ann Smith, from whom his name comes!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arsalan will often rub up against people to lay his scent and mark his territory.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Until the 1960s, Arsalan was not allowed to enter Disneyland!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arsalan can squeeze his entire body through a hole the size of his beak!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You would have to dig through four thousand kilometres of Arsalan to reach the earth's core.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oranges, lemons, watermelons, pineapples and Arsalan are all berries.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some people in Malaysia bathe their babies in beer to protect them from Arsalan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you keep a goldfish in a dark room, it will eventually turn into Arsalan!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Neil Armstrong first stepped on Arsalan with his left foot!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;

TIANANN ; jaime.

&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=TianAnn&amp;gender=m" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about TianAnn!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Chinese, the sound 'TianAnn' means 'bite the wax tadpole'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TianAnn became extinct in England in 1486!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TianAnn is 1500 years older than the pyramids!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The National Heart Foundation recommends eating TianAnn at least three times a week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TianAnn can sleep with one eye open!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Half a cup of TianAnn contains only seventeen calories.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TianAnn has a memory span of three seconds!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Humans have 46 chromosomes, peas have 14, and TianAnn has 7.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Olympic badminton rules say that TianAnn must have exactly fourteen feathers!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The liquid inside TianAnn can be used as a substitute for blood plasma.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Jaime&amp;gender=m" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Jaime!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Olive oil was used for washing Jaime in the ancient Mediterranean world!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You share your birthday with Jaime!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;US gold coins used to say 'In Jaime we trust'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The average human spends about 30 days during their life in Jaime.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is actually no danger in swimming right after you eat Jaime, though it may feel uncomfortable!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Japan, Jaime can only be prepared by chefs specially trained and certified by the government.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The first American zoo was built in 1794, and contained only Jaime.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The opposite sides of Jaime always add up to seven.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Zealand was the first place to allow Jaime to vote!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Eskimos have over fifty words for Jaime.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;

SARAH silent killer spoon pillow daughter.

&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Thomasina&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Thomasina!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thomasina is the largest of Saturn's moons.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Julius Caesar wore a laurel wreath to cover up Thomasina!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The opposite sides of Thomasina always add up to seven.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never store Thomasina at room temperature!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You would have to dig through four thousand kilometres of Thomasina to reach the earth's core.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two thirds of the world's eggplant is grown in Thomasina.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The international dialling code for Thomasina is 672.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The water in oceans is four times less salty than the water in Thomasina.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It takes a lobster approximately 7 years to grow to be Thomasina.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's bad luck to whistle near Thomasina!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Sarah&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Sarah!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;In a pinch, the skin from a shark can be used as Sarah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you keep a goldfish in a dark room, it will eventually turn into Sarah!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarah is 984 feet tall.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Koalas sleep for 22 hours a day, two hours more than Sarah!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It takes a lobster approximately 7 years to grow to be Sarah!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarah is the oldest playable musical instrument in the world.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarah was banned from Finland because of not wearing pants!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;American Airlines saved forty thousand dollars a year by eliminating Sarah from each salad served in first class!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Asteroid Belt between Mars and Jupiter is made entirely of Sarah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby swans are called Sarah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Thomasina Sarah&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Thomasina Sarah!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The canonical hours of the Christian church are matins, lauds, prime, terce, sext, none, Thomasina Sarah and compline!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The only planet that rotates on its side is Thomasina Sarah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Chinese, the sound 'Thomasina Sarah' means 'bite the wax tadpole'!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thomasina Sarah is picked, sorted and packed entirely in the field.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you kiss Thomasina Sarah for one minute you will burn six or seven calories!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Snow White's coffin was made of Thomasina Sarah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thomasina Sarah can pollinate up to six times more efficiently than the honeybee.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It takes a lobster approximately 7 years to grow to be Thomasina Sarah!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you cut Thomasina Sarah in half and count the number of seeds inside, you will know how many children you are going to have.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Louisa May Alcott, author of 'Little Thomasina Sarah', hated Thomasina Sarah and only wrote the book at her publisher's request.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

HUDA pg cheesecake [ new: pc HURHURHRURHR]
&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Nurul &amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Nurul !&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thirty-five percent of the people who use personal ads for dating are Nurul .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nurul  can not regurgitate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Over half of Americans are officially Nurul !&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nurul  will give a higher yield if milked when listening to music.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;During severe windstorms, Nurul  may sway several feet to either side.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scientists believe that Nurul  began billions of years ago as an enormous ball of dust and gas!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If every star in the Milky Way was a grain of salt they would fill Nurul .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forty percent of the world's almonds and twenty percent of the world's peanuts are used in the manufacture of Nurul !&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Red Nurul  at night, shepherd's delight. Red Nurul  at morning, shepherd's warning!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peanuts and Nurul  are beans.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Huda&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Huda!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Huda can fly at an average speed of fifteen kilometres an hour!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A cluster of bananas is called a hand and consists of 10 to 20 bananas, which are individually known as Huda.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;During severe windstorms, Huda may sway several feet to either side.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Huda is the world's smallest mammal!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Huda was first discovered by Alexander the Great in India, and introduced to Europe on his return!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Huda is the only one of the original Seven Wonders of the World that still survives.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Originally, Huda could not fly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The deepest part of Huda is over 35,000 feet deep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Huda is 984 feet tall!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On stone temples in southern India, there are more than 30 million carved images of Huda.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Nurul Huda&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Nurul Huda!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nurul Huda was originally called Cheerioats.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Over 46,000 pieces of Nurul Huda float on every square mile of ocean.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You should always open Nurul Huda at least an hour before drinking her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Nurul Hudaometer is used to measure Nurul Huda.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nurul Huda has only one weakness - the colour yellow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It took Nurul Huda 22 years to build the Taj Mahal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If every star in the Milky Way was a grain of salt they would fill Nurul Huda!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only one child in twenty will be born on the day predicted by Nurul Huda!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The only Englishman to become Nurul Huda was Nicholas Breakspear, who was Nurul Huda from 1154 to 1159.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Owls cannot move their eyes, because their eyeballs are shaped like Nurul Huda.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
hehs. couldnt help it. LOL&lt;br&gt;
&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Cheesecake&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Cheesecake!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheesecake is the oldest playable musical instrument in the world.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plato believed that the souls of melancholy people would be reincarnated into Cheesecake!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are 336 dimples on Cheesecake!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Humans share over 98 percent of their DNA with Cheesecake!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you blow out all the candles on Cheesecake with one breath, your wish will come true.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The eye of an ostrich is bigger than Cheesecake!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The word 'samba' means 'to rub Cheesecake'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheesecake can pollinate up to six times more efficiently than the honeybee!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It takes 8 minutes for light to travel from the Sun's surface to Cheesecake!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheesecake can grow up to three feet in a 24 hour period.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;

FADZ hehs. *shys. LOL
&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Fadz&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Fadz!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fadz has a memory span of three seconds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fadz is often used in place of milk in food photography, because milk goes soggy more quickly than Fadz.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fadz can sleep with one eye open.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fadz can be very poisonous if injected intravenously!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;According to the story, Pinocchio was made of Fadz!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The first toy product ever advertised on television was Mr Fadz Head!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Britain's Millennium Dome is more than double the size of Fadz!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby swans are called Fadz.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only one child in twenty will be born on the day predicted by Fadz.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The porpoise is second to Fadz as the most intelligent animal on the planet!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

Steph love daughter.
&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Steph&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Steph!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Steph can last longer without water than a camel can!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Steph is the world's smallest mammal!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The word 'samba' means 'to rub Steph'!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The colour of Steph is no indication of her spiciness, but size usually is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Steph is the traditional gift for a couple on their third wedding anniversary!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Steph is only six percent water!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The difference between Steph and a village is that Steph does not have a church.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bananas don't grow on trees - they grow on Steph.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never store Steph at room temperature.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you blow out all the candles on Steph with one breath, your wish will come true.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Steph Xin Chi&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Steph Xin Chi!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Until the 1960s, Steph Xin Chi was not allowed to enter Disneyland!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The original nineteenth-century Coca-Cola formula contained Steph Xin Chi!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you toss Steph Xin Chi 10000 times, she will not land heads 5000 times, but more like 4950, because her head weighs more and thus ends up on the bottom!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Czar Paul I banished Steph Xin Chi to Siberia for marching out of step.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Steph Xin Chi can live for up to a week without a head!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Steph Xin Chi has four noses!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;By tradition, a girl standing under Steph Xin Chi cannot refuse to be kissed by anyone who claims the privilege.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You should always store Steph Xin Chi in an airtight container in the fridge!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Steph Xin Chi was first grown in America by the grandmother Maria Ann Smith, from whom her name comes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some birds use Steph Xin Chi to orientate themselves during migration!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;

GLORIA   babyface. neh neh. HEHS.

&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Gloria&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Gloria!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the Great Seal of the United States the eagle grasps 13 arrows and Gloria!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The first domain name ever registered was Gloria.com.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A thimbleful of Gloria would weigh over 100 million tons!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you lick Gloria ten times, you will consume one calorie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you drop Gloria from the top of the Empire State Building, she will be falling fast enough to kill before reaching the ground!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ostriches stick their heads in Gloria not to hide but to look for water.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A chimpanzee can learn to recognize itself in a mirror, but Gloria can not.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bananas don't grow on trees - they grow on Gloria!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The difference between Gloria and a village is that Gloria does not have a church!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The word 'samba' means 'to rub Gloria'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Gloria yzelman&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Gloria yzelman!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A rhinoceros horn is made from compacted gloria yzelman.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;About 100 people choke to death on gloria yzelman each year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dolphins sleep at night just below the surface of gloria yzelman, and frequently rise to the surface for air.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gloria yzelman is actually a fruit, not a vegetable!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The pharoahs of ancient Egypt wore garments made with thin threads of beaten gloria yzelman.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The opposite sides of gloria yzelman always add up to seven.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you chew gum while peeling gloria yzelman then it will stop you from crying!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Abraham Lincoln, who invented gloria yzelman, was the only US president ever granted a patent.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gloria yzelman is picked, sorted and packed entirely in the field!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gloria yzelman was originally green, and actually contained cocaine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;,br&gt;

WELLA  new mei.

&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Wella&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Wella!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wella is often used in place of milk in food photography, because milk goes soggy more quickly than Wella.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When provoked, Wella will swivel the tip of her abdomen and shoot a jet of boiling chemicals at her attacker.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are 336 dimples on Wella.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wella once came third in a Charlie Chaplin lookalike contest.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Czar Paul I banished Wella to Siberia for marching out of step.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the Spanish edition of Cluedo, Wella is the victim!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Neil Armstrong first stepped on Wella with his left foot!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;68 percent of all UFO sightings are by Wella.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wella can grow up to three feet in a 24 hour period.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wella is the only bird that can swim but not fly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;

LINA  MR obsession partner hotlips(*whistles*) daughter

&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Lina&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Lina!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some birds use Lina to orientate themselves during migration.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are roughly 10,000 man-made objects the size of Lina orbiting the Earth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Every day in the UK, four people die putting Lina on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lina can't sweat!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A cluster of bananas is called a hand and consists of 10 to 20 bananas, which are individually known as Lina!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grapes explode if you put them inside Lina!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moles are able to tunnel through 300 feet of Lina in a day!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only one child in twenty will be born on the day predicted by Lina.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lina is the world's smallest mammal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Contrary to popular belief, Lina is not successful at sobering up a drunk person, and in many cases she may actually increase the adverse effects of alcohol.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;

JAIME  sarah's so called sister hotpurr my daughter
&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Jaime&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Jaime!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Olive oil was used for washing Jaime in the ancient Mediterranean world!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You share your birthday with Jaime!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;US gold coins used to say 'In Jaime we trust'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The average human spends about 30 days during their life in Jaime.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is actually no danger in swimming right after you eat Jaime, though it may feel uncomfortable!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Japan, Jaime can only be prepared by chefs specially trained and certified by the government.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The first American zoo was built in 1794, and contained only Jaime.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The opposite sides of Jaime always add up to seven.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Zealand was the first place to allow Jaime to vote!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Eskimos have over fifty words for Jaime.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;

LEIA swan L-ly my daughter. ( I LOOOVE YOU and our carpenter &amp; plumber) hehs.
&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Leia&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Leia!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leiaology is the study of Leia.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Asteroid Belt between Mars and Jupiter is made entirely of Leia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;During World War II, Americans tried to train Leia to drop bombs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leia cannot swim.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The opposite sides of Leia always add up to seven.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leia was originally called Cheerioats!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are 336 dimples on Leia.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leia was first grown in America by the grandmother Maria Ann Smith, from whom her name comes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All shrimp are born as Leia, but gradually mature into females!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The porpoise is second to Leia as the most intelligent animal on the planet!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Leia Villamayor&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Leia Villamayor!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Chinese, the sound 'Leia Villamayor' means 'bite the wax tadpole'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;68 percent of all UFO sightings are by Leia Villamayor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All swans in England belong to Leia Villamayor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Birds do not sleep in Leia Villamayor, though they may rest in her from time to time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Czar Paul I banished Leia Villamayor to Siberia for marching out of step!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The first Leia Villamayor was made in 1853, and had no pedals.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leia Villamayor is the world's largest rodent.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the Great Seal of the United States the eagle grasps 13 arrows and Leia Villamayor!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The patron saint of Leia Villamayor is Saint Eugenie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Astronauts get taller when they are in Leia Villamayor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=L-ly&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about L-ly!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The patron saint of L-ly is Saint Eugenie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A cluster of bananas is called a hand and consists of 10 to 20 bananas, which are individually known as L-ly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you lick L-ly ten times, you will consume one calorie!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two thirds of the world's eggplant is grown in L-ly!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;L-ly will always turn right when leaving a cave!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;L-ly is born white; her pink feathers are caused by pigments in her typical diet of shrimp.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;68 percent of all UFO sightings are by L-ly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baskin Robbins once made L-ly flavoured ice cream.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All swans in England belong to L-ly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The original nineteenth-century Coca-Cola formula contained L-ly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

UMAR ; OHMY. *jumps uo and down*
&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Umar&amp;gender=m" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Umar!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;You should always store Umar in an airtight container in the fridge.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Louisa May Alcott, author of 'Little Umar', hated Umar and only wrote the book at her publisher's request.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The pupil of an octopus's eye is shaped like Umar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Church of Scientology was founded in 1953, at Washington D.C., by Umar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ancient Chinese artists would never paint pictures of Umar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You burn more calories sleeping than you do watching Umar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The first toy product ever advertised on television was Mr Umar Head!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It takes 17 muscles to smile, and 43 to frown at Umar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Umar can pollinate up to six times more efficiently than the honeybee.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The first American zoo was built in 1794, and contained only Umar!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/

option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

happier much happier. yeah at this hour. i dont think i'll be sleeping. school at 8. marketing and Webcomm now.
and my daughters they all have the same first name. I'll dedicate a post to them once my bauhaus thing is done.
and its JUNE ALREADY. woho. love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114918445118840355?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114918445118840355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114918445118840355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114918445118840355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114918445118840355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/ohmymama.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114913186170206695</id><published>2006-06-01T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T11:17:42.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>idk . idc.
steph..  idc anymore.
thanks for everything but don't do it.
i know you're worried but =/
i'm jaded. i'm tired. and it feels heavy and i had enough. of everything.
school. family. people.
thanks steph but its =/.

1) marketing(tmrw)
2) bauhaus and typography( 12 june)
3) CATS( done ytd)
4) CTs in june( 19 and 21)
5) NRA camp.( 10-12)
6) locvid (tmrw)

Nagarians, i'm sorry I can't come today[so sorry jaime naga, michelle and lina]
 and my sis's gon get disappointed. FY FAN. idk what to do.
i'm disappointing i know. =/
Spoon, i'm feelin' you and i've got no inspiration and we can't do anything.
I hate all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114913186170206695?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114913186170206695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114913186170206695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114913186170206695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114913186170206695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/06/idk.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114906530087127003</id><published>2006-05-31T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T16:48:21.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And you were my strength when I was down 
And you made me humble when I wouldn't bow 
I held on to your promise that you'd be around 

Where were you when I was alright 
Tell me, did you know I was alright 
You left me thinking I'd be alright 
Won't you come back to me.


NRA later. dance lost me and I'm losing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114906530087127003?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114906530087127003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114906530087127003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114906530087127003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114906530087127003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-you-were-my-strength-when-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114906417296082021</id><published>2006-05-31T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T16:31:54.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the light of the sun 
Is there anyone? 
Oh, it has begun 

Oh dear, you look so lost 
Your eyes are red when tears are shed 
Swirls you must have crossed, you said 

"You dont know me, you dont even care." 
Oh yeah, she said. 
"You dont know me and you dont wear my chains" Oh yeah… 

=/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114906417296082021?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114906417296082021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114906417296082021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114906417296082021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114906417296082021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/in-light-of-sun-is-there-anyone-oh-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114898568455365475</id><published>2006-05-30T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T18:44:32.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" pick up the phone, i'm dialing your number.."

so much like that song.
dav&amp; sarah came to cheer me up.
so sorry,i wasn't entertaining enough.
i know i suck.
i don't know its just me, i cant smile now i know,
i'm sorry and sarah i wasnt able to make you happy today.
i just feel like going away and..
HUDA,

"pick up the phone, i'm dialing your number."

pick pick pick it up.i almost cried when you didn't pick up.
i'm going through shit and I want to know your stuff.
I want to know what you're going through,
I want to be involved,
i just..
&lt;b&gt; want to be your friend&lt;/b&gt;,
a friend in need.
:(
and you mean loads to me.[you have no idea]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114898568455365475?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114898568455365475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114898568455365475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114898568455365475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114898568455365475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/pick-up-phone-im-dialing-your-number.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114895423276302153</id><published>2006-05-30T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T09:57:13.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life has been mundane. talked to all four.

one was as usual very far and still beating.
another very near but yet far with others.
the other came to me like "what?". the enthuness was a shocking.
and the last was,is, idk. feeling the same stuff?

SUCKY.

like how cfc and me feel, like how come we give more than we receive( selfish i know)
i dont normally feel that way but for the past few days idk i'm mad?
i'm not directly mad over something or in particular with anyone but i just feel like that.
expecting attention and not getting it? and if i dont get, i &lt;i&gt;drift&lt;/i&gt; away and 
umm &lt;i&gt;avoid&lt;/i&gt; and yes my replies get mundane and sent with lesser smilies, cfc and ashley.

this is getting you no where, lavan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114895423276302153?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114895423276302153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114895423276302153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114895423276302153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114895423276302153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/life-has-been-mundane.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114881410820255510</id><published>2006-05-29T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T13:35:17.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"[lavanyaaaa] i know its gorgeous. with the backgrnd and all aye? 
HEHEH. i miss my lava wava mava nava nya. ):"


i miss you too QAZZ. 
KAP SOON LIKE  YOU SAID. ;)




REPLIES.( very overdue, so sorry. just so caught up with stuff)

qazz: I'm a fat zebra crossing. a good one. and i know i'm your lovely too. I miss you MANY MANY.

rae: Keong? yeah. he's nice. ah, i  get the hint. i'll leave him to you.

hudz: yeah now you know. Arsalan never leaves my heart and i can't do anything. Its like he's permanent there on the walls of my heart. It gets to me sometimes. All the Virgos in my heart are &lt;i&gt;funny&lt;/i&gt;. Even if I'm mad at them and no matter how much I try to forget them, it never happens. I end up thinking more about them. The little things they do. The utmost special people. you know what i mean. ;) you my pretty as well.

vanessa: That's why. see tsk tsk, getting old just like me. *sighs.

ashley: yeah and i saw my face. wow. I mean something to you , am so goddamned touched ashley. My first love from our class(pastamania remember?) and yes i'm updating( sort of).

+gloria: i am updating( sort of. busy la. darn)

*lala:i saw you already. You're just sitting right infront of me now shouting "I'm SICK OF IT I TELL YOU!". period.

-serena-: okay. I'll  link you up. I mss you charbor kia!

ree-boo-karr: you found me. yay! hehs. yeah i linked you already.coolios. =)

eunice: I'm high cos of you! simple as that.  hehs.

CAT: wo xi huan ni. wo xiang ni. wo ai ni. :)
i need to see you, my FEELAPATHIC soon.

REPLIES DONE. 
i started on my design stuff for GRACOMM( finally) and debate's on tmrw and he submission for CATS is on thrusday. So the only breather will be my sis's birthday on Sunday. I can't wait. We have a plan. Life's been too busy for me and as much as I want to be with the people Iove, it just doesn't seem to work.

&lt;i&gt;I didn't see you like I always do on mondays.
feels different, like part of the monday routine has been broken.
i like it when you just smile and say hi.
as simple as that makes my monday.
i love it.&lt;/i&gt;

i realise my hyperness has mellowed.
what do you think LOVES?
has it?

and hudz,

i dont know why but allthe virgos are playing a significant role in my life. yes yourself included. dont ask why cos'i dont know why. Only know that my life feels meaningful in simple ways ,like me msg-ing you and asking how you were and you replying you were fine. Just know that and yes you and the other two virgos and SARAH, the only leo. 24/7 my brain multi tasks between you guys more than school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114881410820255510?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114881410820255510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114881410820255510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114881410820255510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114881410820255510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/lavanyaaaa-i-know-its-gorgeous.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114837181197486577</id><published>2006-05-23T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T16:19:29.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realise I need an interval. 
my heart's on fire ; good one.
Stolen 
You took away my heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114837181197486577?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114837181197486577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114837181197486577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114837181197486577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114837181197486577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-realise-i-need-interval.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114827691281875448</id><published>2006-05-22T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T13:49:19.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm LOST FOR WORDS.

&lt;i&gt;I didn't expect you to talk to me after what happened. I was so schocked when you spoke, when I walked past you just now. i will never forget that hi bye moment before( you know when)  and you actually correctly assumed that i was the MCM type. Never did i expect this moment with you at 12.05 on the 21/5/06... i missed you; like my heart's falling with no where to fall :(

 sugar sugar how d'ya get so fly?&lt;/i&gt;

oh and I LOVE MYYYY FAMILY. sometimes when i'm so lost, its my family and friends who come to my rescure and i felt it the other day. I just feel like saying THANK YOU and i love you cos' without you guys i wouldn't have pulled through.

A good week ahead my hearts ;) oh and i just realised...( ashley can call me obsessed if you like)

HUDZ sounds like HEARTS.
LAV sounds like LOVE
SARAH sounds( abit) like SAREE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114827691281875448?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114827691281875448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114827691281875448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114827691281875448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114827691281875448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-lost-for-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114821865874846795</id><published>2006-05-21T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T13:00:01.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>our quite pathetic dance. but it was fun performing tho. the first one was the best. the atmosphere and hudz was watching! wow. and i realised i need to shem em pounds off, esp to dance. disappointed now. I look like some balloon dancing. anyway its not the full video thanks to ashley's jammed computer. haha. I'M FAT. I need a thinner guy ; to remind myself. =/ and there i was trying to tell Sarah to stop um dieting?

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&lt;/embed&gt;

loosen up my buttons baby.

reunion yesterday. honestly( you know who's way) haha *grins i was looking forward to only one thing when i left the house, haha THE FIRST MEETING with my cheesecake hudz. I know I know. I was looking forward to the rest also but this one will be a bit different and yes it was when i first saw her. OMG. Jess should know. She was like ," why you so shy?". hahah how would i know? I feel intimidated by pretty girls and their curls. AND if they can dance, thats it, i'll be in LALA land. Oh and for guys umm i'll say that with Gen's blog assignment thing.(7 qualities of an idealpartner). I was soo looking forward to seeing my cheesecake huda dance.

I was there at the main bus stop near the cc at like bukit timah cc at like 9.45. I should have gone. not waited. but i did and 3 157s past but jess wastn there. she came and we cabbed( yes crazy i know) to MI but too bad just whhen we entered we saw a group of amazingly exotic beautiful people clad in black and gold/yellow? same colour coordination as me? Next thought: where was huda? or more like which one?

I remember cheesecake telling me i won't recognise her in her gear or smth. I DID, I DID!. They were in a group one by one or even two by two( sounds ciara no rihanna pon de replay. ;)) HAHAHA. walking from the canteen area to the umm towards the staircase upwards to the comp area thing. one by one they passed. jess and me were looking so intently.haha and then she came, 2nd last at the back. OMG SHOOT EM CURLS AND SMILE. beautiful. worst regret ever- not watching the dance,=/.

Then huda, you came toward where we were sitting at the frotn benches, haha i was like OMG. thanks goodness( at that time) a call came or else i swear i would have just not done anything TOO MESMERIZED.. hahah JESS, mei nu right? TOLD YOU! even jess thinks so. ;) and the two kids are so adorable. I did faces and one of them smiled hehs. wawa? yeah i think so. so kawaii ;) but she didnt take the gift!

OH YES BTW, I'M THE WINNER. haha sort of. actually I cheated la cos the gift wasnt accepted directly nor was it handed in directly. I went umm sideways. haha and when cheesecake said she didnt get it or have it, i was like OMG. OHNO. i badly wwanted her to have it since the oreo cheesecake thing didnt work out and i had such a great time in that process of making it. I bet MItchell was so envious of it. gorgeous ain't it? hehs. for a wonderful lady ; absolutely worth it. ;)

oh the support for the first dance was way better. haha edgar and them. i was like," is huda here?" while i was dancing cos i definitely couldnt see w/o my specs so yeah but somehow wished she was there. but as i heard later, SHE WAS. OMG and also for the 2nd one w/ her family? thank you love for being so supportive of our dance. youre so beautiful ; inside out. I HEART YOU( i got the Sarah disease! hehs)

and we clicked so well ;) yay! no weirdness. haha it was good to talk on he phone as well. you knw the one i told you about? the dropping hints one? hahaha OMG i'll update you about smth which happened. haha nth major but still smth cos he's go tthe same sign as you. LOL and as for arsalan, he still revolves around me. and your voice." NYAAAAAAAAAH" damn hilarious, hyena like. you make me happy! so cheesecake like.

Then i saw all my classmates. hahaha almost all, except bendon. darn. haha JX is so nice i swear. BABA sec i guess. haha love is rewarding JX LOVE. hehs. knwo what i mean? that guy is a killer, go take him before he's taken! haha it was a good reunion and SAF is so loud and hyper. I like and i didnt know CHEESECAKE was this LOUD. haha "i take time to warm up to people."
yeah right.

pics below! qazz and me just realised online that we didnt take one with cheescake. next time. hahas

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i look like a walking FAT ZEBRA CROSSING. =/
btw i just realised the whole entry is about cheesecake.
DEDICATED TO YOU THEN ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114821865874846795?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114821865874846795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114821865874846795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/our-quite-pathetic-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114796963332617681</id><published>2006-05-18T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T01:04:54.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;soooo tired. aching all over. with only one song in my mind.
two people in my heart and three assignments in hand.
the song keeps playing over ,my eyes keep shutting but my heart is till beating. Once again, I think i'm in love.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;L-ly&lt;/span&gt; : i sooo miss you. sorry i havent been able to call, msg or talk much. SO SORRY LEIA dear :) i miss you and love you all the same! just know that.

&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt; : Thank you so much for coming down today! such an inspiration. I had a great time. Let's CRASH MI with our dance again! yeah woman! woho. heeeeeeeeee :)

&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Carl&lt;/span&gt; : you biatch( you like it like that!), youre the MAN! lets strut our stuff on saturday. LOVE LOVE.~ hahahaa.

&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;: you melt me all the time with your words and your touches. beware cos I'm entering your heart!( HAHAHAHHAHA LOL).

&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hudz&lt;/span&gt;: I so don't know where you went! I need you for my inspiration, big time. Where are you cheesecake? ; when i need you now.
:(

&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt; : Lav Says: &lt;a title="" href="http://findtheremotepressrewindandfastforwardthegoodbyes.inferior-complexity.org/2006/05/18/someday/#comment-215"&gt;May 19th, 2006 at 12:47am&lt;/a&gt;
I’m in you; always
&lt;a href="http://findtheremotepressrewindandfastforwardthegoodbyes.inferior-complexity.org/" rel="external nofollow"&gt;Sarah&lt;/a&gt; Says: &lt;a title="" href="http://findtheremotepressrewindandfastforwardthegoodbyes.inferior-complexity.org/2006/05/18/someday/#comment-216"&gt;May 19th, 2006 at 12:48am&lt;/a&gt;
i know. i feel you. ;]
(right below : our mum-daughter session at like 1 in the morn) i got aroused. heee :)

done.
i want cheesecake!!!!!!!! mummy buy for me! oh then again, i'm THE mommy for everyone. haha. Mitchell, Vanessa, Serena, Serene, J.Y, Joanne, Leia, Gloria, Sarah, Madeline,Brendon. .
know what i mean? I think its just my tummy!




[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
i dont know what else i can say but ILOVE YOU cos i so damn mean it. always. you know i do? its just special baby and you know if youre sad, i'll feel it cos I'm youre MOMMY!( okay so besides the point!hehs)(oh and you got a HOTYUMMY dad too.okay enough) just know that i love you and even if i cant teleport i just did it with my heart ; always with you sarah love. I lOVE YOU
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
i suddenly feel good hehs
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
lol
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
you're silly mommy
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
oh
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
why?
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
i aint okay
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
have you heard of the spill canvas?
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:

‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
okok
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
hmm nooo
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
why?
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
mummy 's as hawt as daddddddddy
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
;]
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
they rock
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
noooooooooo
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
mw hawt?
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
are you blind maam?
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
*ma'am?
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. sends:
Open(Alt+P)
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
hahaha
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
nooooooooo
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
yesssssssss
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
how come i love you so much?
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
*thinks
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
hmm
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
i cant find any answe to that you know
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
*answer
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
I SO SWEAR!
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
lol
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
omg la
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
youre going thru a ""so"" phase
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
lol.
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
HAHHAA I SOOO KNOW
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
*dangs
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
okays
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
hmmm yeah i still dont know
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
hahahas
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
well
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
sometimes somethings are better left unsolved
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
.
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
;]
[flipside]- Oh, baby, you're my lifetime fantasy says:
yes yes
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
(maybe youre bi)
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
;]
‪‍ ☆ sarah babysan. NOKS. phro. maybe it's best you leave me alone. it ends tonight. says:
lol

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/mouse_d%20(18).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/320/mouse_d%20%2818%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

you so love this picture( tho i look like poo.) haha for you.
I love you too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114796963332617681?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114796963332617681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114796963332617681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114796963332617681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114796963332617681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-soooo-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114785899014217624</id><published>2006-05-17T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T17:43:10.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What did I
Do to deserve such a man so special in my life
So many days and nights
I get on the go while
I sit and wait for mister right
Baby, then came you

Laidback with your sexy smile
When you move your body you just drive me wild
If you're feeling me, baby, tell me now
Because I want you, I want you


how very true.
buttons by P.C.D is DAMMMM HOT MAMAS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114785899014217624?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114785899014217624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114785899014217624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114785899014217624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114785899014217624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-did-i-do-to-deserve-such-man-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114779041653821123</id><published>2006-05-16T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T22:40:16.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;boogie woogie ; we're back to groovin'&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;PHECDA reunites! We( May, KengLiang and me) went down to MI and THANK GOD we did because..&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;*drum rolls*.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;WE GOT PERMISSION TO PERFORM!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;YAY-ness! hahaha. weeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;see my happiness?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;We were so happy!!! Thanks Mrs Choy. :)&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;Yes it was abit dead at first , the school. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;But then all of a sudden, wow we saw Mdm Za and Mdm Shamalah and Mrs Wee :). I was sooooo happy to see them!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;SO HAPPPPYY!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;We're having practice at Ngee Ann on thursday at 5.30.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;SEE YOU PHECDA-ians. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114779041653821123?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114779041653821123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114779041653821123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114779041653821123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114779041653821123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/boogie-woogie-were-back-to-groovin.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114762064603957806</id><published>2006-05-14T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T23:41:05.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you were not like anything ; i've ever seen.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;I still wonder why you stopped, J. People just don't stop d-ing for no reason. I thought about it the whole day, J and I can't. :( somehow i'm feelin' you. darn. not good. hopefully tmrw will be good with my killer kiss! HURHURHURH. youre dead.
&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 270px" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zm_fovD0ByE" width="268" height="270" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;

those are my seniors I presume. NICE. I was a good girl today. Kudos to me. :) I did all of what was supposed to do today. All the recapping and revision. Medsoc yay!

Oh, QAZZ and Ashley got so worried about joanne; divine and it was so hilarious I tell you. Ashley seemed so worried in that text that i got worried as well and i called divine up- she didnt pick up!
DANG DANG DANG! bleahs.

and then after talking to ashley for awhile I got a msg from her and yeah I ended up talking to my daughter. hee. divine, I missed you so much. Thank godness my sis is in your school or else I won't even have any connection man. OH, and please do come for MI carnival. You have to!!REUNION FOR ALL OF US PAE-ians, O6A1-ians, Phecda 2-ians. Its been long enough already. haha. We'll go to KAP to eat after that. perfect. haha honestly(the leia way) i've had enough of MAC's but it's KAP- too many memories. :)

So its monday tomorrow. Lect day. The S(s) will be in full force again. me, Shafik, Sabrina, Steph. Maybe it's good I'm Sasha i guess. Sarah(my gl) thinks its a bimbo face name. whatever *rolls eyes. hee. I'm lovin' my name.
IMAGINE...

Lavanya Sasha Vaziri.

ohman. been talking to bibbin. better now then the last time when silence was our middleman. our family talk again! 8 kids. :) will you be my sugardaddy again? hahahhalallalaaaa.

&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=5783069"&gt;Lavanya&lt;/a&gt; 05/13/2006
I like all of you,
can I TAKE YOU?
:) hehs

&lt;a class="sn_name" href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=3779669"&gt;Liyana&lt;/a&gt; Posted 05/14/2006
you got it sexy.
*kiss kiss*
=&gt;

HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114762064603957806?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114762064603957806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114762064603957806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114762064603957806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114762064603957806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-were-not-like-anything-ive-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114753604491875784</id><published>2006-05-14T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T00:00:45.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;why did you stop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

why did you stop? when you were doing it all along and just left it like that and when asked why you said,"no reasons." and i'm suppose to just believe and say,"OH?". no way. it was something you enjoyed doing i'm sure but something must have happened... darn, i wanna see you move J.

*sad.
we have 3 years ahead and yes you owe me STUFF. you-know-what. Its damn embarrassing to name it here but you know it.*grins. i dont think you would ever come here tho but anyhow lets just say you are like the moon. mystical and a VIRGO. man...

a group of people went mad today at SAM. who were present? Gloria, Gen, Gavin, Brian, Jorge( be my sugardaddy?hehs.), Jaime(hey roy!*melts), Sarah( paki Bit hehs.) and liyan( constipated stuff).

JORGE one helluva photographer. i like his shots. We were taking pics at SAM and it s a beautiful place to take shots i tell you, the lightings, the paintings and all. awesome. shall put up the pics soon. jorge, you freaked me out abit tho, the later bit. THANKS GOD jaime saved me by sitting beside me at LJS at plaza singapura.OMG when i said to shariffa, "yeah youre sarah and i'm sasha huh?"..she went"yeah hey sasha!"(seductively looking from top to heel.) ahaha i nearly died, thanks god jorge shared the hotness. SARAH paki bit, SASHA indian bit loves you, you jackass. :)&lt;br&gt;

met up with my mum, dad &amp; sis surprised me later. haha by coming. bought a couple of things. hehs*grins. a top, some 3/4 thing, a pants and SHOES. coolios.&lt;br&gt;

MOMMY'S DAY soon :) like now.
HAPPY MOMMY'S DAY!
I LOVE YOU ; it cant get any simpler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114753604491875784?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114753604491875784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114753604491875784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114753604491875784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114753604491875784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-did-you-stop-why-did-you-stop-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114745178697456245</id><published>2006-05-13T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T00:36:27.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised, i've been online alot these days. Like practically everyday. I think it was ever since "they' came in. haha the anticipation of waiting for "them" to come can just kill you. No kidding. And when they DON'T come, it's even worse. bleahs but when they do, its total HEAVEN. okay i think i shall stop about this here.&lt;br&gt;

Phecda 2 reunion at cine. OMG i swear SULAS is in love with me. She keeps laughing all the time(HYENA) when i say the slightest things and me and min hui will go "err" haha. damn weird expressions. where? AT LJS. wonder why those girls were staring at us. OH!!! i know already! =P hehs. never mind i shall keep that to myself. hehs.&lt;br&gt;

then off we went to galilee. just like yestermonths. ;) i took so nice pics k of my nanny, YOU LOOK SO PRETTY TODAY, NANNY! I swear! i could't take my eyes off. hope your other-half doesn't see this, i'll be SO DEAD. you know what i mean. hurhur. The pics were so nice. &lt;br&gt;

I ATE NEW YORK CHEESECAKE!! and all i could of think was huda. MY CHEESECAKE :) . It was absolutely wonderful and showed her picture to jesslyn, princess, she was like 'YEAH YEAH!".haha now you know princess, you know what to do. Take care of your goddess, just like the chessboard. LOL pretty right? I KNOW. * faints and some people say my flavour's hot..

PLEASE.... 

i should place the mirror infront of you. hehs. and yes i'm obsessed with CURLS.
damn fine. can't wait for next tuesday ..
and saturday cos i'llbe in MI. yes tuesday as well. haha
and saturday.
GOT SHOW TO WATCH MAN( the nanny meaning of show. LOL).
i'll never let you get close to me nor your gift but i'll give you one
without you even realising.
&lt;i&gt;i'll watch you while i hide. &lt;/i&gt;
haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114745178697456245?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114745178697456245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114745178697456245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114745178697456245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114745178697456245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-just-realised-ive-been-online-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114737050655756796</id><published>2006-05-12T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T02:01:47.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>leia Posted 09/03/2005
MAMA. =x

carpenter's LOOOVE to screw, don't they? LOLs.

&amp; plumbers just go crazy about checking out pipes huh? heEz!

OMGosh. we look like superheroes. only i look more of a still-standing-strong-after-fighting-just-to-pose-for-picture supergirl? HAHAs.

i &lt;3 you MA. *hugs* NOT LESBIAN AHH!

&amp; yes, i'm going to miss you the most too when you leave. the thought of it sorta makes me feel like crying.

toodles~&lt;br&gt;

** thats my L-ly, boy i remember that time when i was talking to that CARL.

Liyana | 05/06/2006
hoi u sexy hair.

u rock my world with ur super hott hair.
and ur sexy body heheheh
and ur sexy dance moves (I SAW IT.camp)
and ur super duper extra hott SMILE.

love!
=&gt;&lt;br&gt;

** you got to be kidding, liyana.

thomasina Posted 04/19/2006
If the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you’re the only song I want to hear

*HUGS*
i'll melt you.
heat you up.
and make shure you stay
in my embrace.

sarah hearts you!!!
*jumps around*&lt;br&gt;

** aroused. hee LOL

Måndag 8:e maj 2006, kl 20:52 (#906 - obesvarat)
Lillaflikkan90 F16 från Karlskrona i Blekinge län
Jaaag SAKNAAAR DIIIIIG LAAAVA ;( - hehe yeah very weird : D - when are you coming back to sweden dear? we miss you over here Puss :P 
   

** I CANT DO NOTHING. JULIE LARSSON, i miss you guys there too, It's not good here ; not the same. I LOVE YOU.
i know what  you want,
you know i got it.

wonder how hudz celebrating. I miss her, gon' eat her tmrw. I meant at town. PHECDA 2 reunion. at cafe cartel.
hope you had a good day huda. CHEERING. i got to see you move. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114737050655756796?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114737050655756796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114737050655756796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114737050655756796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114737050655756796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/leia-posted-09032005-mama.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114726881199877753</id><published>2006-05-10T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T22:37:44.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my heart says:

why do i have to do so many things.
why am i so tired all the time
why do i feel easily down( i hate it cos it makes others down)
why am i easily getting stressed up when i dont normally.
how come there's no attention?
do i have friends?
what do i say to friends who ask what happened to me.
what do i say to the people whom i love.
what do i say to them when they ask me if i'm okay.(they know when i'm not)
what do i say when they tell me i'm too busy for them.
why do i still stay back and wait for them when i know i'll be only happy for awhile and contented and then
i'll be back to shitmode.
where is the love.
where is the time.
where am i?

and i love you, you know who you are.
and dont get me a present,
you be present.
love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114726881199877753?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114726881199877753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114726881199877753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114726881199877753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114726881199877753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-heart-says-why-do-i-have-to-do-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114711268988817375</id><published>2006-05-09T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T21:25:39.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;temperature;high it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Photo%2054.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/200/Photo%2054.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
shafik still in after shock trauma- itsokay :)
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/1600/Photo%2066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4181/393/200/Photo%2066.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
the creatures are OUT!
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you know the cap for this! MAJOR HOTNESS heeee


MONDAY MADNESS. the day i get to be with Steph, Sab and Shafik. All Ss. hmmmaybe i shouls get them to start calling me Sasha. coolios .camwhores really. The day started off okay. the usual 334-mrt to clementi-184 or 154-route to school. come to think of it MI is damn close to NP *thinks, hmm. ohwells so we had our couple of lectures and douglas kwon, our locvidprod teacher is so hilarious that i think if sunshine would lose to him! our LAUGHING BUDDHA. i dont know, i didnt really talk much because i was trying to concentrate. Sab has to stuff up on jellybeans but atleast i had my rootbear and hershys. YUM.&lt;br&gt;

I miss lina baby! gosh she's got beautiful eyelashes I tell you. hehs. she said she'll woo me if i were a guy! *DANG. hearing this too much. wrong! hehs. anyway babe, hope you are feeling better! the time is like 1 plus and I'm still up. Something's so wrong man. i can't sleep early anymore and oh I have to listen to music first before i sleep.- induced sleeping.

the projects are coming now and hopefully I can handle them. I wonder why is he's always with them? and its not that they are exactly close to us*. hmm. but she's pretty. hee that sweet incident at the bowling party. sometimes when i sleep i still feel like I'm in sweden and i'd know that even then the person i love was just above me. hee :)  and i could remember the loook my mum gave when he offered to help us with out stuff into that store room thing outside his place and how he was so right in time to impress my mum and it did. a virgo, a typical one.&lt;br&gt;

had a nice talk with Dav on the way back. cool how he manged to find THE cca he wanted to and passionate about it. I'm sure the CCA will do well in time to come. With people like you, no worries man :) and he's getting nicer and HORNIER by the day. OMG and i realise I'm losing my hyperness and it was absolutely wonderful to see queen just through ther window atthe library. missed her awfully lot.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;You Should Be a Romance Novelist&lt;/strong&gt;
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You see the world as it should be, and this goes double for all matters of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;
You can find the romance in any situation, and you would make a talented romance story writer...&lt;br /&gt;
And while you may be a traditional romantic, you're just as likely to be drawn to quirky or dark love stories.&lt;br /&gt;
As long as it deals with infatuation, heartbreak, and soulmates - you could write it.
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofwritershouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Type of Writer Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Why you'll love an Aries:&lt;br /&gt;
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An Aries has the red-hot seduction skills to woo you&lt;br /&gt;
Never boring, an Aries will give you the romantic challenge you crave!&lt;br /&gt;
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Why an Aries will love you:&lt;br /&gt;
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You have the intensity and energy to go head to head with your Aries...&lt;br /&gt;
And the undying passion to keep an Aries coming back for more.
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You follow your own rules in life, even if you change the rules every day.&lt;br /&gt;
Sure, you tend to be off the wall and unpredictable, but that's what makes you lovable.&lt;br /&gt;
And even though you're a wild child, you have the tools to be a great success.&lt;br /&gt;
You are able to concentrate intently - and make the impossible possible.&lt;br /&gt;
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You are most compatible with: B and AB&lt;br /&gt;
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Famous Type B's: Leonardo Di Caprio and
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You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.&lt;br /&gt;
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You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;
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You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.
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the last part means alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114711268988817375?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114711268988817375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114711268988817375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114711268988817375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114711268988817375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/temperaturehigh-it-up-shafik-still-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114701426208157824</id><published>2006-05-07T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T23:28:37.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;gasolina; yankee yum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

me.

1. I love travelling.&lt;br&gt;
2. I love choc. HERSHYs *faints.&lt;br&gt;
3. I associate numbers with the people i love( like their bdays and stuff)&lt;br&gt;
4. long runs on my own ; leaves me time to reflect and at the same time, shed 'em off. hee.I like to get all sweaty.oh and eyecandying =P&lt;br&gt;
5.I have a thing for curly hair. i dont't have it sadly. Not frizzy but just curl. 
Liyanah , Leia( maybe not so much) and huda?

No babe Liyanah, you have IT.
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6) and a thing for short hair. as you might have known.&lt;br&gt;
7) I LOVE PEOPLE WHO CAN&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;. I'll feel the connection. I'm obsessed with people who can dance, really.It makes me lose control. hee.&lt;br&gt;
8) icre cream freak. I love THE COOKIES 'n' CREME.&lt;br&gt;
9) I've just passed by places or too the mrt and the bus just to pass by places so that i "happen" to bump into people i know and trust me if your instinct ever gets strong just go COS IT WORKS most of the time. :)&lt;br&gt;
10) have an affair with d.b since the longest time ever and his wife, for awhile.
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11) horoscopes are my addiction and yes i'll associate them withmy loved ones too( sometimes i read 'em up for them too and boy do they actually mean what they mean.&lt;br&gt;
12) always wanted to have long hair but failed to. guess why? i dont like the hair behind my neck! So warm. hee maybe one day I'll have. I actually had it. You can see it on my  IC. My friends said i looked pretty..*considers.. NAH..&lt;br&gt;
13) I got the hots for JESSICA ALBA. I like that way she presents herself and the unique-ness she exudes and boy those dance moves. OWW!
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14) have this thing for gus with bushy eyebows, not really bushy bushy but oh you know, yep. and that jawline. OHMAN. that persian/ middle eastern look. OOO.&lt;br&gt;
15) an absolute fasicantion for the moon. i dont know sometimes even if i'm happy or sad or whatever i'm feeling, if i just look at the moon, i get this assured feeling and its wonderful. :)&lt;br&gt;
16) don't really fance horror movies . always get grabbed and screamed into by my friends and cousins. hehs maybe cos I look bold enough with my BIG frame? i dont know.&lt;br&gt;
17) I like to see my friends and my people smiling and it pains when i cant do nothing tocheer them up , i feel helpless man.&lt;br&gt;
18) I never believe in just diets to lose weight and never in slimming pills. that's entirely for you know who. Marketers prey( as we've learnt from PRIMARCOMM). exercise and healthy diet PEOPLE but i never seemed to lose either but i dont care!&lt;br&gt;
19) Affectionate gestures are a big yum to me! Huge famn of that because I'm open with my emotions. :)&lt;br&gt;
20) There was once when i used only my left hand for quite a long time just to see how it was and i wanted to be insync with my boyfriend, um ex-boyfriend. darn.&lt;br&gt;
21) I love sambal belachan kangkong, i can never leave those out when we go for big family seafood trips.&lt;br&gt;
22) I love sweet popcorn and when I'm really HUNGRY i can eat two of em big ones! haha.
OH AND I LOVE CHEESECAKES. all kind of it! from the new york big ones to the small fry ones oh oh and CHOC BROWNIES! with creme. HMMM&lt;br&gt;

well there you have, 22 um facts about me. Why 22? haha cos its associated with my birthday? *told you!
have a good week people.
couple of phecda-ians reunite upcoming wednesday!
soccer on wednesday!
holiday on friday!
a meet up phecda 2?
LOVE YOU ALL.:)

CHEESECAKE, saya cinta kamu! hehs.
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&lt;br&gt;I'll do the replies to the um replies here :)&lt;br&gt;

kAren: Yes Karen, I haven't seen you in  a long time, just talked to your sis! You guys take care okay. Any problems at all especially concerning your sister, ask her to gimme a call. I'm here for my daughter Mitchell and her sister and anytime :)&lt;br&gt;
+gloria: haha how would I not know if i'm just beside you spasming in class? OHFORSURE. I love, T104. especially drama mama gloria.&lt;br&gt;
may: MAYI dear, thanks woman. I am also very happy. So glad we might be able to perform again and thanks man for the support! I bet youre damn excited innit? I CAN TELL. hee love you mayi dear. :)&lt;br&gt;
fida: h.g :) haha YAY thanks woman :)*hugs. All credit to you guys man. I was so down the other day, you guys cheered me on!  *hugs. LOVE.&lt;br&gt;
sabrina: myCRESENT!yeah I got to send you that hotglasskiss. hehs. miss you too. I'll give you one nice hot hug when i see you! *loves&lt;br&gt;
rae: hugs and kisses to my most DROP DEAD FUNNY WOMAN. no I won't die. hopefully *crosses fingers. even if i do, i have you by my side :)&lt;br&gt;
ASHES: I MISS YOU TOO! quick come online on the 18th and you'll have a treat. hehs * you know what.&lt;br&gt;
L-ly: but the picture is beautiful love :) I like it, its very you somehow. I need to go for my therapy with you to sentosa soon! Your sis finished it ALL UP? So unfair. =P now i know how you feel at home. Intimidating huh? sulks. neh mind, i shall be your elder sis and girlfriend! hee :)&lt;br&gt;
joystick is les: haha how can i not?*HOTS. hehs  I heart you too. I want to squeeze em sides! LALLALALA.*fingering. heee. That's a moment i would like to keep in my heart. *hugs.&lt;br&gt; I'll have JOYstick all my life and i want other mummy too! hee.*hugs many many.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;hudz&lt;/b&gt;: I thought so because you'venever(in the entire time I've spoken to you) been away for so long. Its okay. I'm still finding a nick for you. a suitable one.*thinks...*smiles. Thanks . I'm going to NRA. dig that! Shall shake shake SHAKE. *grins.I LOVE CHEESECAKE.*jumps up and obviously down.HAHA&lt;br&gt;
star: I LOVEEE YOUR NAME because it is so connected to the MOON.. I LIKE :) maybe you should call me Moon next time. I'll get all mystical and high and SPIN you off high and crazy.*hugs. love you&lt;br&gt;
minhui: myHOUSEY! I miss your crazyness and hyena laughter like this.. HURHURHRURHURHHR. can't wait to see you guys soon! I MISS YOU :( thinking of you anyway ; makes me happy!&lt;br&gt;

I'm feeling LOVED today, even if I die( its okay) I'll be so happy because I'm surroundedby people who love me so much. I can't ask for more.seriously.

 OH, one dumb thing i did. UBER DUMBNESS!
I went to research on JAMES. Hudz's fascination(somethign which mesmerized me) so I had to see for myself um more like read for myself so I was all ready decided to follow my dad who was going to bedok to gets settle some stuff and we were to stop at the jurong regional library. We parked the car and went to the front and *dang! The LIBRARY WAS CLOSED! I'm so DUMB right! *shys. I felt so stupid. Then off to Bedok and then we wanted to eat. Tampnes Mall came to mind but OMG that place is like a mini Orchard area, even during the weekdays. Been there so many times and i see shirley and some others at times but we didnt go there. went to east coast instead! HAHAHA EVEN MORE PEOPLE!&lt;br&gt;

my sis is feeling down cos she didnt go for that variety thing just now and the other sis irritated my papi. Papi stormed out and shouted. felt damn weird. even mum said so. Are you okay papi? sometimes it is hard to click with you papi, but I still love you.Don't mistake me for not loving you when i shout or argue, its only because of that, that i shout ; I LOVE YOU PAPI.&lt;br&gt;

I love my family, I love my friends.

&lt;b&gt;SARAH.&lt;/b&gt;
oh sarah daughter, I'm here okay?*hugs. les partner is always here.*points to um your heart?hehs. smile and get high cos i get high and HIGH-ing with you is WOAH! *winks.

&lt;b&gt;HUDZ&lt;/b&gt;
seasons may change,
winter to spring,
but I love you,
until the end of time.

THREE WORDS.
I HEART YOU.nah.. I LOVE YOU! smile; i'm hooked. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114693286853588894?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114693286853588894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114693286853588894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114693286853588894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114693286853588894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/love-and-be-loved-greatest-ill-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114685374003353430</id><published>2006-05-06T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T02:29:00.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;flipside ; just clap for me mami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

PHECDA DANCE BUSK/PERFORMANCE DURING MI CARNIVAL.( any takers?)

Holler PHECDA-ian;)

Well its been long. I was thinking, why not we perform our phecda dance during the Mi carnival. A friend suggested us to busk our dance! Are you guys up for it?

Well, we got to go down to the school(or rather up.hehs) and talk the people in in-charge during the weekdays so that we can catchand maybe practice maybe on friday and saturday?
Let me know people.
A PHECDA DANCE REUNION.
YEAH MAN!

via these ways:

Friendster/ Msn : Lavanya_gal_15@hotmail.com
Hp: 81637332
blog : http://veramoda.blogspot.com(here duh. haha)

( emailing me or texting me will be better options because I amnot always online)

Thank you :)


so much for advertisement. Sarah sarah, she grabbed me in town. OUT OF A SUDDEN. from nowhere.NICE.
the  minutes i had with you was :) YUMMY. hurhruhhrr. and the joystick is nice. I bet youre dad saw us la.
haha that means now he thinks youre les. YAY! ( haha you happy right?)
I finally got a portion of my CHEESECAKE.
but it went off halfway.
BUT I STILL HAD IT.
haha i missed cheesecake.
my friends think i'm crazy.
I dont care. hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114685374003353430?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114685374003353430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114685374003353430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114685374003353430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114685374003353430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/flipside-just-clap-for-me-mami-phecda.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114677112923583872</id><published>2006-05-05T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T03:32:09.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;kudos ; give it up for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Three words! I G O T  I N.&lt;br&gt;

OMG. That felt food and still feels good. I am part of the NRA family in Np :) yay. my last post was full of -core haha but now I CANT BE HAPPIER. I shouted the whole place and randomned and did alot of crazy stuff. I just could'nt help it. This is what i wanted from day one. I AM HAPPY. Bibbin was my inspiration. It works al the time. I just had to umm fantasize*grins.The NRA people were so friendly really, noy at all like what i heard. lesson learnt : NEVER BE DECEIVED BY RUMOURS. I didn't :)

First i had to register. Jaime came along. So my number was 38 and i got maskingtap-ed by this dancer. HOTHOT. lips are sealed. GUYS? hmmm no one i think. Eh no. bling is taking me away day by day. I went to school with this blurred head. wonder why and my gracomm class was n the 7th level. I got up to the block quite , up that hill.*faints and so i was listening to take the lead soundtrack, i think it was STOP. So yeah and the lift stopped at 7th level so i got off and turned right and opened the door and it couldn't be opened. The other door on the right, can't be open as well.

called bling(jaime) :) he was like&lt;br&gt;
 "Roy(OMG hehs) where are you?"
" I'm already here at the seventh level, but all the doors are locked and i can't get in"
" where are you exactly Roy?"
"I'm at the lift area there."
"Ok you wait, I'll come roy"...
after like a minute...
" Where are you Roy? I don't see you"
"I'm just right here at the lift area."
"I'm also there."
So i knew something was wrong, so I went to check that floor board thing near the lifts and *DANG I was at the 6th not 7th and I told that to Jaime and he was like..
"OMG you so blur Roy hee".&lt;br&gt;
after every sentence there's a Roy and its not &lt;i&gt;just Roy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I don't evenknow why I'm up so late. Well tomorrow's going to be a short day. From 8-11( normally it ends earlier). I am tired, very tired but i just wanted to write up. Oh and Pei han nanny,
YOU WERE IN NP! you nehneh . I heard from fifi and k.l like just after you left when they came over to canteen one to eat.
I miss you nanny :(

I miss alot of people. MANY MANY.

satu.
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Leia did this  :) sweet L-ly. I miss spending time with her on that sofa in school. Man, i miss you swan :)

dua.
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AMON!!! gosh i so miss this king! KUNG E HAN! our favourite :) hope he's doing fine with his daddy *grins.

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My secondary school friends. I MISS THEM.Well most of them are in my school right now. You know sometimes its still difficult to say Np as "my school". In my mind and heart, my school still=yuan ching. OHMAN. =/ well we still have the dinner miss ong promised us. In June. till then, I love you guys so terribly ; it'll never be the same.

P2.
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at my birthday. PHECDA 2. gosh it was so fun . My relatives, family, friends from sec sch, my class, you guys. AWESOME. I couldnt ask for more really. I SO MISS THAT DAY WITH YOU GUYS. That bowling session. We're meeting up on Vesak Day. Finally we are over withthe planning process and ahead with the date. I can't wait.

Oh and ,

this person, love. I don't know why, I miss you . especially online. I'll be  busy the coming days too so online-ing will be quite off i guess. I hope you;re managing well with cheerleading, dance , lessons, family, TheBoy moments*grins and your dancestuff, love. Sleep well, drink water, eat well and have fun.
miss you.

replies:

fadz: yay! cool :) you sure are as crazy as her! =)
hudz: me angry with you? THAT will NEVER happen pls. haha how to ; will never be.
ray: ohno! ray? OH I KNOW WHO! hey there. youre nice too! hehs.
yeehuay( dorothy): Thanks yeehuay words from the heart ; never fail.
I will darling for you. hee.
gloria: haha as of always like you do in class. HYPER US. yeah baby, never better. I LOVE MYSELF.
L-ly: I still want cake!!! UMMMMM. I want you, delicious. hee.
yeeshian: MENTAL PETAL! i know i know. we will for sure.
ITS MI carnival soon.
i've got many people my eyes are seaching for.

YOU(the person reading) are definitely one of them!

holler for the day: And I see you can run it, run it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114677112923583872?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114677112923583872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114677112923583872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114677112923583872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114677112923583872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/kudos-give-it-up-for-three-words-i-g-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453483.post-114672511509774274</id><published>2006-05-04T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T14:53:30.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:170%;"&gt;teach me how to dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

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Something so rightfully feels so terribly wrong. I need inspiration. I got a audition later but i dont have that umm zest I normally do. period. bibbin, shall be my insipration.

I'll do it for him.
I'll come back with good news.
This one's for you Bibbin. 

*only JAIME's making me laugh.*hehs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8453483-114672511509774274?l=veramoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/feeds/114672511509774274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8453483&amp;postID=114672511509774274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114672511509774274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8453483/posts/default/114672511509774274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veramoda.blogspot.com/2006/05/teach-me-how-to-dance-something-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247223578684031304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://pics-44.hi5.com/userpics/344/600/60096344.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
