<?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-6221021</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:32:14.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl, Uninterrupted</title><subtitle type='html'>I might as well be dead.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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making jokes and allit was the sweetest, most perfect, most memorable date ever..i love him. dats a fact. im sorry abt his gf. but.. good man are hard to find.so. too bad.took some pictures. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/111609092200590700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=111609092200590700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111609092200590700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111609092200590700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/05/date-with-dada.html' title=':: date with dada ::'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-111570052452069752</id><published>2005-05-10T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T13:01:00.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peeved</title><summary type='text'>hey hey hey~just got back frm taking my exams. it was stupid. had my physics n geoggers exam just now.one of the geog question asked me why malaysia had a downfall of tourist arrivals in 2003 compared in 2002, n i answered "...because there's a campaign going on abt 'war against terrorism' and since malaysia holds some of the most important extremists and militants, thats why tourists felt </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-111538652665612093</id><published>2005-05-06T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T21:35:26.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate being a part time lover..i just want him all to myself.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/111538652665612093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=111538652665612093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111538652665612093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111538652665612093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-hate-being-part-time-lover.html' title=''/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-111441459098690041</id><published>2005-04-25T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T15:45:11.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahaha</title><summary type='text'>my room is such a WreCk!!!!!!!!!! with a capital W!! damn. i wish i have a maid. i knowwwwwwww... im lazyyyyyyyyy.. damn it. i cant believe how a girl's room could look like dat.u wanna see my wreCked room?hahahhahahascroll. i know!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! its sooo freakin' messy rite?!i shall put put up a 'before' and 'after' pic la. an 'after' pic will be put up soon. sooooon.. when i hv gotten ard</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/111441459098690041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=111441459098690041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111441459098690041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111441459098690041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/04/hahaha.html' title='Hahaha'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-111422558707980618</id><published>2005-04-23T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T11:06:27.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold</title><summary type='text'>i hv  a cold. sob sob..went out wif my classmates to celebrate shanna's birthday. at bugis.  ate. walk. laugh. snap pics. it was hilarious. hahhaa.. its a pity somebody had to go home so quick to search for her a lil' lamb. *hint hint* haha..bought murtabak for my family. frm ZamZam. its so idotically delicious~ den went to popular at jurong east to buy some stupid stationery and a big photo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/111422558707980618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=111422558707980618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111422558707980618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111422558707980618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/04/cold.html' title='Cold'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-111374688568181082</id><published>2005-04-17T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T19:08:51.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come back.. Come back..</title><summary type='text'>when you left i lost a part of me..even though he lied. it doesnt make me love him any lesser. im so lonely. i lost all happiness i had. im trying to keep it together.. but im falling apart.dada. im so freakin sorrie. i need. not want. you back.okie. i sound so desperate after typing dat down. but believe me dear friends, love make you do crazy things.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/111374688568181082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=111374688568181082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111374688568181082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111374688568181082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/04/come-back-come-back.html' title='Come back.. Come back..'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-111339421371974365</id><published>2005-04-13T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T20:17:20.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amateurish Melancholic Thoughts. Sole copyright belongs to me.</title><summary type='text'>[Thought 1]The day is rainy, where are you now baby?You are like the raindrops to my seedWith you around, i blossom and grow so beautifullyEverything was so perfect, why must you hurt me deep?Thou shall know that she cant love youShe cant understand you like i canWill you ever understand that you've been hurting me boo?I remember you telling me that i was sweetHave i changed now? Has sugar turns </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/111339421371974365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=111339421371974365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111339421371974365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111339421371974365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/04/amateurish-melancholic-thoughts-sole.html' title='Amateurish Melancholic Thoughts. Sole copyright belongs to me.'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-111227265350056926</id><published>2005-03-31T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T20:37:33.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i try</title><summary type='text'>i try ..i will try not to think of the opposite sex too much.hahahhahaha~forget yesterday! lets live like you never live before!oh ya, i missed my babygirl, ant.. where art thou?*sob*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/111227265350056926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=111227265350056926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111227265350056926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111227265350056926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-try.html' title='i try'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-111160494730802091</id><published>2005-03-24T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T03:17:45.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post breakup</title><summary type='text'>its been exactly 7 days since he went awayhow do i feel now? happy? sad? both?hah.this may be cheesy but 'Survivor' has been my break up anthem since he was gone~its true.i laugh harder nowadays,i dont have dark circles ard my eyes anymorei am keeping up with my studiesok so maybe that's overrated.hur hur...but i am working harder with my studies since he've been gone.so what if he's got a new gf</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/111160494730802091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=111160494730802091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111160494730802091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111160494730802091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/03/post-breakup.html' title='Post breakup'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-111110971148403792</id><published>2005-03-18T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T09:35:11.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he-who-should-not-be-named</title><summary type='text'>He-Whose-Name-Hurts-Too-Much-To-Mention is leaving me for Thailand and for this particular fashion designer named Gloria.whaaat?is he no more my Dada? foe real???? no shiet?frankie J's 'obesssion' is my latest love song with him. or should i say, breakup song..may all Glorias in the world rot in hell.to think back, is it her fault? maybe. she knows that He-Whose-Name-Hurts-Too-Much-To-Mention is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/111110971148403792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=111110971148403792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111110971148403792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111110971148403792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/03/he-who-should-not-be-named.html' title='he-who-should-not-be-named'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-111099362820167852</id><published>2005-03-17T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T01:26:41.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever felt so down in the pits that you felt like you needed someone to talk to but you have no one whom you can actually call?yeah there's friends.. but are they really, genuinely bothered to hear your rants?yeah there's bestfriends... but what happens when your bestfriends is unreachable?parents?why not?and so i turned to my parents to let out all my feelings... all my misery. after all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/111099362820167852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=111099362820167852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111099362820167852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111099362820167852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/03/pain.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-111088596125222343</id><published>2005-03-15T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T13:20:04.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lonely im so lonely,I have nobody,To call my ownIm so lonely, im mr. LonelyI have nobody, To call my ownIm so lonely, Yo this one here goes out to all my playas out there ya kno got to have one good girl whose always been there like yaKno took all the bullshit then one day she cant take it no more and decides to leaveI woke up in the middle of the night and I noticed my girl wasn't by my side, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/111088596125222343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=111088596125222343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111088596125222343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/111088596125222343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/03/lonely-im-so-lonely-i-have-nobody-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110958801347532703</id><published>2005-02-28T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T19:50:08.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish</title><summary type='text'>i cant wait..i cant wait for that day when i will sit akimbo in a plush songket cushion,shyly, nervously, anxiously ..waiting..waiting for the man of my dreams to sit face to face with the kadhi..the man of my dreams is clad in white, with a black songkok..dresses to the nines,the expressions full of anxiety..any minute now..any minute now, i will be married to him..i will share my everything </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110958801347532703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110958801347532703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110958801347532703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110958801347532703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-wish.html' title='i wish'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110952379913345755</id><published>2005-02-28T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T01:03:19.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so hurt</title><summary type='text'>i broke up wif him again...i thought that this time it was for real..but i was wrong.life hafta move on..if im fated to be with him...i will.if not.i will not.its my birthday today.and it is the suckiest birthday ever.i didnt celebrate it.i dont see a need to anymore.funny how it is.cuz i usually hear ppl saying this when they're old..but im saying this when im still 17.gawd.whatever.whoever his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110952379913345755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110952379913345755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110952379913345755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110952379913345755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-hurt.html' title='so hurt'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110887785354452836</id><published>2005-02-20T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T13:37:33.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunited</title><summary type='text'>After a long hiatus, im finally back again with the love of my life. it touched me deep inside that he's still willing to accept me back after all the mischief that i've done throughout my hiatus. his sincerity n loyalty is immortal. even in a hundred years, i'll never be able to find a man as good as him. i wont say his perfect. maybe to u he's not. but what matters is that is, to me.. he's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110887785354452836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110887785354452836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110887785354452836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110887785354452836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/02/reunited.html' title='Reunited'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110857048632422615</id><published>2005-02-17T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T00:16:16.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..........</title><summary type='text'> lust in life will lead u to problems. believe me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110857048632422615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110857048632422615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110857048632422615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110857048632422615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post.html' title='..........'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110810089878396370</id><published>2005-02-11T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T13:51:32.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Violentines Day</title><summary type='text'>Valentine's Day is meant for those in love.But what goes for those who's NOT in love?Are we suppose to find a partner just to fit the like the rest them other ppl?And for what?So that we'll feel better? so that we'll fit in? so that we dont appear like some pathetic loner?Being single is humane too.Valentine's day shouldn't be a day where u show off those flowers u got from your partnerOr that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110810089878396370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110810089878396370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110810089878396370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110810089878396370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/02/ode-to-violentines-day.html' title='Ode to Violentines Day'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110752021698320699</id><published>2005-02-04T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T20:50:04.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Poly OpenhOuse</title><summary type='text'>we went to the SP open house juz now.. n.. well.. geez. it was BOOO-RINGG..tOok some pics on my digi on the way.. lol. dun laff..ok i feel so lesbian rite now. hahahahaok here's another one.took lotsa NJ's pics.. lol.here's one of us after so tired walking around like an over-worked mice, looking for the foodcourtme n NJ's dirty lil shoes.. LOL.and oh yeah, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110752021698320699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110752021698320699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110752021698320699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110752021698320699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/02/singapore-poly-openhouse.html' title='Singapore Poly OpenhOuse'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110732779589733764</id><published>2005-02-02T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T15:13:31.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my secret love</title><summary type='text'>Boy ur so hard to believeJust a friendThats all Ive ever been to youOh just a girlWho wants to be the center of your worldBut I aint got much to offerBut my heart and soulAnd I guess thats not enoughFor you to notice meIm just a girlAnd I guess thats all Ill ever be to youTo youI try to smile when I see other girls with youActing like everything is okBut ohhYou dont know how it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110732779589733764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110732779589733764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110732779589733764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110732779589733764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-secret-love.html' title='my secret love'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110615374448167049</id><published>2005-01-20T01:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T00:59:53.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why?</title><summary type='text'>many a time, i stop and i wonder why?why am i walking this way when i can walk that way?why am i sitting here when i can soak up the sun out there?why are u staring at me?why am i still listening to u?why cant i be like other kids?why am i pathetic?why did he said he loved me when we just barely knew each other?why did i said i love him back when im not sure i mean it?why is it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110615374448167049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110615374448167049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110615374448167049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110615374448167049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/01/why_20.html' title='why?'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110545946193385212</id><published>2005-01-11T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T00:04:21.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i refuse to accept the fact</title><summary type='text'>u should not hv sex wif dat someone juz bcuz u feel obligated to. i feel so sad.. i've been getting more n more news dat my friends are losing their virginity. i know its only human for us to have sexual intercourse but, what? is it mating season now?!im not saying im an angel but, your first time should be something dat u can cherish remembering how sweet it was etc.. but i guess dat juz dont</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110545946193385212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110545946193385212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110545946193385212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110545946193385212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-refuse-to-accept-fact.html' title='i refuse to accept the fact'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110530476847829314</id><published>2005-01-10T05:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T05:06:08.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turbulence</title><summary type='text'>i am so in love with being single!i'll update this post laterrr</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110530476847829314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110530476847829314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110530476847829314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110530476847829314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2005/01/turbulence.html' title='turbulence'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110382869084588840</id><published>2004-12-24T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T03:10:40.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nUyUn n bOo</title><summary type='text'>nUyUn expressed her feelings to me juz now.. so sweet.. so touching.. how she values me n our friendship etc...and no.. i aint no lesbian.mebbe i will be, but not wif her.. she's my bestfriend.anwyay, went out with her and dis fren of hers, kai..so fun.. took lotsa pictures..town was PACKED. JAM PACKED. SARDINE PACKED.esplanade, orchard boulevard was serene... with the soft murmurs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110382869084588840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110382869084588840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110382869084588840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110382869084588840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/12/nuyun-n-boo.html' title='nUyUn n bOo'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110340015212261097</id><published>2004-12-19T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T04:09:23.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i.love.my.mom.so.much.i.could.juz.cry</title><summary type='text'>my mom juz fed me medicine early in the wee hours at 3.45am juz now.. i was infront of this computer and suddenly she woke up and asked me to take my medicine... i told her dat i dun wan to.. i hate medicine and i told her that the cough will die down soon....i den carried on with my work on the computer... later my mom came beside me and fed me medicine...oh my god. i love her so much.. i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110340015212261097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110340015212261097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110340015212261097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110340015212261097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/12/ilovemymomsomuchicouldjuzcry.html' title='i.love.my.mom.so.much.i.could.juz.cry'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110335646145036246</id><published>2004-12-18T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T15:54:21.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate this</title><summary type='text'>i really hate this background music. reminds me of nooris and sheila. sheila have not been calling me anymore and last i heard, my parents spot my ex-DADA with her.. wat the? ape2 la... may u both live happily ever after..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110335646145036246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110335646145036246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110335646145036246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110335646145036246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-hate-this.html' title='i hate this'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110326864477422102</id><published>2004-12-17T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T15:34:44.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and the result is......</title><summary type='text'>as i was ironing my school uniform, i started to get all melancholic.. dis is gonna be the last time im ironing this shirt and wearing it.. *sigh*when it was my turn to get my results i told Mr. LimMe: "Cher, get over it ar.. i dun wanna know ar.."Mr Lim: "U sign here first.. dun talk so much..."Me: "Correct wat... i already know i go ite. MY LIFE IS DESTINED TO BE WITH ITE. SO SAVE ME </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110326864477422102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110326864477422102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110326864477422102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110326864477422102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/12/and-result-is.html' title='and the result is......'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110321566915328155</id><published>2004-12-17T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T01:27:58.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day!</title><summary type='text'>i went to SIR building juz now, or now called ICA, with NUYUN, to change my passport photo. I was like, wat, 9 or 10 yrs old in that when i first took my passport photo. after that we made our way to town cuz we thought SHEDA/ANT was gonna meet us there.. skali she msged me and said she got not enough cash with her to go out.. So i said ok la.. never mind, its ok.. and so, we took the train to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110321566915328155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110321566915328155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110321566915328155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110321566915328155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-day.html' title='What a day!'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110305540110453989</id><published>2004-12-15T04:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T04:20:00.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>download songs</title><summary type='text'>if u wanna download songs but not quite sure of what songs to download, here's a few suggestions- Wonderful - Ja Rule ft R Kelly- Bounce along - Wayne Wonder- Its a pity - Tanya Stevens (the song you should be hearing on my site now)- Separated - Usher- Millionaire - Kelis ft Outkast- Get no better - Cassidy ft Mashonda- Play rough - Sean Paul ft Cecile- Karma - Alicia Keys- Bananza (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110305540110453989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110305540110453989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110305540110453989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110305540110453989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/12/download-songs.html' title='download songs'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110283961953783598</id><published>2004-12-12T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T16:32:40.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brother for sale!</title><summary type='text'>im so freakin' furious. my mother is blaming me bcuz i didnt clean up my brother's room. MY BROTHER IS FRIGGIN' 25 turning 26 SOON DAMMIT. N HE IS FRIGGIN GETTING MARRIED SOON! he should at least clean up his mess pls.the agent who wanted to sell my house brought some ppl to view my house juz now, and since my parents arent home, i hafta like, clean up here n there. the agent said she'll be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110283961953783598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110283961953783598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110283961953783598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110283961953783598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/12/brother-for-sale.html' title='brother for sale!'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110273874765896133</id><published>2004-12-11T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T13:05:48.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raya pix</title><summary type='text'>my computer's ok now, so i thought i'd do wat was due..the pix i promised.dat is ida n ryan. pretty aint she??anyways, notice how ryan hates to smile?_)_the gals at my room.my brother's engagement cake frm the girl's side.the cake dat i didnt get to taste. too bz at the kitchen.btw ppl, try telling me something dat i dun already know.. dun leave abusive comments on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110273874765896133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110273874765896133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110273874765896133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110273874765896133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/12/raya-pix.html' title='raya pix'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110265821346413930</id><published>2004-12-10T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T13:56:53.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>torn</title><summary type='text'>im torn, should i go to hiphopfest tmr?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110265821346413930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110265821346413930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110265821346413930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110265821346413930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/12/torn.html' title='torn'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110252101752894554</id><published>2004-12-08T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T23:50:17.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breaking up</title><summary type='text'>saying goodbye, is always so hard. very hard. i guess we're destined to be separated.if u were thinking who is the one who initiated this, its me.old bloody me.am i happy now?i dunno.breaking up is sucky.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110252101752894554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110252101752894554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110252101752894554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110252101752894554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/12/breaking-up.html' title='breaking up'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110235466603617571</id><published>2004-12-07T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T01:43:46.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im not sure</title><summary type='text'>constantly getting hurt by my own desires n needsit is only right for me to blame myself for everything that has taken place in the history of my life. lying to myself that he is THE one, the soulmate, isn't going to make the situation any better. being naive ignorant does not solve the confusion.am i willing to commit myself to a lifelong slavery? i asked myself.different ppl view marriages </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110235466603617571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110235466603617571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110235466603617571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110235466603617571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-not-sure.html' title='im not sure'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110226212321028937</id><published>2004-12-05T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T23:55:23.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My brother's engagement day</title><summary type='text'>ur at the right site. i juz changed the template to this in hope that in won't bore me so much.today's my brother's engagement day. been so busy.. was held over at my sis's place. i was like, so shy, so many ppl dat i hv not met for so long, suddenly there.oh if u ppl r wondering abt my crush on 'him'. Its over n done with. haha. told ya its juz something silly. i realize dat i should cherish</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110226212321028937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110226212321028937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110226212321028937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110226212321028937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-brothers-engagement-day.html' title='My brother&apos;s engagement day'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110204600038403346</id><published>2004-12-03T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T11:53:20.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>???</title><summary type='text'>im like 'wat the...??' ok so now i know res cannot take jOke.clearly she shud know i m the playful sort of person. i was juz kidding abt the being 'mad' thingy. but then again she already said "how am i suppose to read ur body language over the net" or sumthink like dat.she made me sound like as if im petty. wat the..?res if ur reading this. im sorry.aku skrg tau kau takleh angkat jOke nye </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110204600038403346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110204600038403346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110204600038403346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110204600038403346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post.html' title='???'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110191911236004700</id><published>2004-12-02T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T01:02:12.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taufik.The 1st Singapore Idol</title><summary type='text'>Arrrghhh.. When Gurmit was about to announce the name of the winner, i am like praying to God "Bismillahirahmanirrahim.. pls let it be him. pls let be him." n den, it really did! IT IS HIM. TAUFIK IS THE WINNER~ Yeay! he deserve it seh. he have gone through lotsa hardships to achieve what he had today.sly? well lets juz say he deserve his title as 2nd. The best man won. n sly wasnt good enough.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110191911236004700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110191911236004700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110191911236004700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110191911236004700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/12/taufikthe-1st-singapore-idol.html' title='Taufik.The 1st Singapore Idol'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110176108717003425</id><published>2004-11-30T04:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T04:49:19.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya, digicam, fuckness, snipping off hair n the eye candy pri. sch mate.</title><summary type='text'>i am like fucking fucked out. jalan raya for so many days. soo many freaking days dat im fucking tired n i fucking had a tiff with my bf bcuz of dat.But juz now was worth it ar. haha. cant tell u why.. lets juz say u'll see it in the pics i will post later on. im not using digicam wat.. *surprise surprise* im like fucking saving the fucking money to buy a fucking digicam so dat i can take pics </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110176108717003425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110176108717003425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110176108717003425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110176108717003425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/11/raya-digicam-fuckness-snipping-off_30.html' title='Raya, digicam, fuckness, snipping off hair n the eye candy pri. sch mate.'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110176065019069199</id><published>2004-11-30T04:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T14:05:49.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The white, burnt baju melayu</title><summary type='text'>haha. when were at ryan's house, i acted goody two shoes n voluntereed to iron his baju melayu for him. cuz he wanna follow us all go raya visiting. den he said the-word-that-i-shall-not-mention-here n asks zilla for stick of ciggie frm me and bcuz of dat i was like sorta mad n i said, "I heard dat!" (for the word he used) n den i was like so busy talking i didnt realize dat the iron was on top </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110176065019069199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110176065019069199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110176065019069199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110176065019069199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/11/white-burnt-baju-melayu.html' title='The white, burnt baju melayu'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110157741744434743</id><published>2004-11-28T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T01:43:37.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choosing baby's name</title><summary type='text'>if i ever have a child. a baby boy. i'm gonna name him Mohd. Taufik Bin Whoever-my-husband-isnice? hahaha..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110157741744434743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110157741744434743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110157741744434743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110157741744434743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/11/choosing-babys-name.html' title='Choosing baby&apos;s name'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110154453605457099</id><published>2004-11-27T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T16:43:57.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taufik Fever</title><summary type='text'>It is so friggin hot in here. wahaha.. or maybe it is juz me? im down with fever. taufik fever. love dis skin?go here n download it!click here ----&gt; http://blogskins.com/info.php?sid=25680</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110154453605457099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110154453605457099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110154453605457099'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110132557595898452</id><published>2004-11-25T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T03:52:57.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no, im not the one who's sexy</title><summary type='text'>dis is gonna be my temporary skin for the time being. this is also the oh-so-controversial 'im too sexy for this blog' skin at blogskins dat i made. i had lotsa feedbacks frm ppl wanting to see it. so here it is ppl. enjOy it while it lasts... u wan it? tag me ur blog url.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110132557595898452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110132557595898452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110132557595898452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110132557595898452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/11/no-im-not-one-whos-sexy.html' title='no, im not the one who&apos;s sexy'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110131053002619404</id><published>2004-11-24T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T03:49:39.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sore</title><summary type='text'>im so tired. i've gone jln raye for so many days and my feet are sore. my relationship is rocky. and i feel caught up in the middle. abt everything. my parents simply won't understand that teenage life in the yr 2000++++ is diff. den 19**++.. i admit dat my parents are conservative but, pls, dis is my teengae life im talking abt. im not gonna look back 10 yrs down the road when im 26 and felt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110131053002619404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110131053002619404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110131053002619404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110131053002619404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/11/sore.html' title='sore'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110123357483447011</id><published>2004-11-24T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T02:16:43.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiphopfest</title><summary type='text'>check that out at beats-society.blogspot.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110123357483447011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110123357483447011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110123357483447011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110123357483447011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/11/hiphopfest.html' title='Hiphopfest'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110118123476257377</id><published>2004-11-23T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T11:40:34.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kissing You</title><summary type='text'>Pride can stand a thousand trials, the strong will never fall But watching stars without you, my soul cried. Heaving heart is full of pain, oh, oh, the aching. 'Cause I'm kissing you, oh. I'm kissing you, oh. Touch me deep, pure and true, gift to me forever 'Cause I'm kissing you, oh. I'm kissing you, oh. Where are you now? Where are you now? 'Cause I'm kissing you. I'm kissing you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110118123476257377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110118123476257377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110118123476257377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110118123476257377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/11/kissing-you.html' title='Kissing You'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110114813168660746</id><published>2004-11-23T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T02:28:51.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent nite</title><summary type='text'>why does it seem so eerily silent tonite? usually there'll be motorbikes revving up their engine when they ride past my flat or.... chatters of late nite clubbers etc.. etc.. y tonite so silent? i mean the whole atmosphere... n im getting goosebumps n chills down my spine. urgh. i hate thinking abt it..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110114813168660746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110114813168660746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110114813168660746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110114813168660746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/11/silent-nite.html' title='Silent nite'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110057586539275012</id><published>2004-11-16T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T11:31:05.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting aidilfitri</title><summary type='text'>juz got back frm kampong yesterday evening. and den when out to town. shOp here n there. biase lah, dpt duit collection~ haha.. i converted the malaysian ringgit to singapore dollars and shop till my hearts content! haha. at kampong i tried riding a motorbike. wahahahaha... nice feeling mahn! th ewind blowing in my hair.. etc etc. oh ya, reason being i wasnt wearing a helmet la. of coz. ride </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110057586539275012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110057586539275012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110057586539275012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110057586539275012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/11/interesting-aidilfitri.html' title='Interesting aidilfitri'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110038162089898228</id><published>2004-11-14T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T05:33:40.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End Of Transmission</title><summary type='text'>selamat hari raya aidlifitri. maafkan segala salah silap saya. terlanjur bahasa. termaki. terkurang ajar. tertenking. tersepak. tercurik. terkutuk. terlanchowey. halalkan makan minum, dan segala rOkOk yg diisap. ataupon dicuri. haha. k bye all. i may not be blogging for sum time. but i'll b checking out this site now n then.-end of transmission-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110038162089898228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110038162089898228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110038162089898228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110038162089898228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/11/end-of-transmission.html' title='End Of Transmission'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-110019683939641114</id><published>2004-11-12T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T12:29:23.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To err is human, to forgive divine</title><summary type='text'>sleepless in jurong. i realize that there's lots of stars whenever it is nearing syawal.back in 2000, i was leaning on the parapet at my balcony at ol nanna's kampong house and i saw different patterns of stars. some were bright and huge and blinking rapidly, while others are distant. i remember seeing a very peculiar shaped, line of stars. and tonight, i saw it again. the same peculiar line of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/110019683939641114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=110019683939641114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110019683939641114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/110019683939641114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/11/to-err-is-human-to-forgive-divine.html' title='To err is human, to forgive divine'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109988647118598059</id><published>2004-11-08T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T05:30:42.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back.</title><summary type='text'>hmmm.. in feeling all crampy frm this cramps. i juz hate 'that time of the month'. sakit siak perOt.haven't been updating dat much cuz, well, im bz. with life. haha. *surprise* *surprise*. i have a life now, mind you. hahaha. have not been submitting skins anymore lately. ran outta ideas.im sooo bz preparing for aidilfitri. bake cookies, bake cake. wah lau... tiring siak.. run here, run there. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109988647118598059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109988647118598059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109988647118598059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109988647118598059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/11/im-back.html' title='Im back.'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109914394720883630</id><published>2004-10-30T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T21:45:47.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**Pat on the back**</title><summary type='text'>pat on the back for me.. i've submitted 4 skins today! yeay! finally i;m able to submit skins. mind u, my skins arent dat nice .. be gentle ya?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109914394720883630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109914394720883630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109914394720883630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109914394720883630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/pat-on-back.html' title='**Pat on the back**'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109906957174455766</id><published>2004-10-30T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T12:32:57.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya Talk</title><summary type='text'>went to geylag juz now. again. yea i noe.. hahahhaa... saw dayang, but she didnt realize me i think. haha.. i bought a handbag and a shoe for hari raye.. all beaded and stuffs.. hahahaha.. hahahah.. hahahha.. i dunno wat im laughing for.. ahahha.. anyways, juz thought i'd sent in some of my own skins creations at blogskins. but den, blogskins under maintenance. CHITOT! anyhows, i wish i hv a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109906957174455766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109906957174455766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109906957174455766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109906957174455766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/raya-talk.html' title='Raya Talk'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109897370600341245</id><published>2004-10-28T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T22:28:26.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bapak kau</title><summary type='text'>i kno.. im juz a sucker for changing new skins! wattaheck. i juz wanna say 2 words to all my frens dat took me for granted. "BAPAK KAO!"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109897370600341245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109897370600341245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109897370600341245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109897370600341245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/bapak-kau.html' title='Bapak kau'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109881183617300648</id><published>2004-10-27T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T01:30:36.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dada</title><summary type='text'>My dada bleached his hair!!! oh god!!!! he looks so diff. when he met me outside my door juz now... How i love him no matter wat! *Cheers*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109881183617300648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109881183617300648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109881183617300648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109881183617300648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/dada.html' title='Dada'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109880591226117616</id><published>2004-10-26T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T04:18:40.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Out With My ex Sch mates...</title><summary type='text'>For those whu didnt manage to make urself present for the gathering.. Here's some pics for u guys to see.. Was quite mendak at first ar.. but... it get funnier n funnier.. i mean.. LITERALLY. fir, fadhli n suhaimi juz cant stop making stupid jOkes and umar was juz reading my newpaper like nobody's biz throughout. at the end of the day, newpaper aku jadi bahan rolling siak.. kena pass2 ard... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109880591226117616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109880591226117616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109880591226117616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109880591226117616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/day-out-with-my-ex-sch-mates.html' title='Day Out With My ex Sch mates...'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109864872335035124</id><published>2004-10-25T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T04:25:17.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scared</title><summary type='text'>I've not been sleeping like normal nowadays.. Im so scared of sleeping alone in my bedroom dat i purposely stayed awake all night infront of the computer (its in the living room btw,) waiting for my mom to wake up for sahur and cook so i have company and i feel secure dat im not alone.. den after everyone ate their share of sahur, i will kill some more time watching tv in the living room or in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109864872335035124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109864872335035124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109864872335035124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109864872335035124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/scared.html' title='Scared'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109833919500113696</id><published>2004-10-21T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T02:43:30.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MSN Hotmail - Message</title><summary type='text'>Petua Imam Syafie4 PERKARA UNTUK SIHAT :Empat perkara menguatkan badan1. makan daging2. memakai haruman3. kerap mandi4. berpakaian dari kapasEmpat perkara melemahkan badan1. banyak berkelamin (bersetubuh)2. selalu cemas3. banyak minum air ketika makan4. banyak makan bahan yang masamEmpat perkara menajamkan mata1. duduk mengadap kiblat2. bercelak sebelum tidur3. memandang </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109833919500113696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109833919500113696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109833919500113696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109833919500113696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/msn-hotmail-message.html' title='MSN Hotmail - Message'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109833908405092437</id><published>2004-10-21T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T14:11:24.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No offence watsoever..</title><summary type='text'>juz wanna make it clear to wx dat its all good okie.. Im not mad at u, n i hope ur not offended by me or watsoevers okie.. Truce? Agreed. Dat layout was common anyway, so juz abt anyone cuz hv used it.Have not been coming to sch. HATE TO SEE DAT TEACHER'S FACE. MCM SIAL.Hmm.. hv not been meeting dada for like.. so many days.. missing him like crazy.. but i spent my time wif sheila dees days </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109833908405092437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109833908405092437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109833908405092437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109833908405092437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/no-offence-watsoever.html' title='No offence watsoever..'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109827634796807297</id><published>2004-10-20T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T23:40:19.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed skin again..</title><summary type='text'>hey... i changed to a new skin and layout cuz wan xiang used the exact same layout as the one that i was using before.. nvm, no offence taken or given.  so i kindly changed mine.. ppl whu meant to degrade me in my OWN tagboard can juz forget abt doing so cuz i i've installed a tracking device dat can reveal ur personal particulars. Thnx to my dear fren Max for his help. Gee. Get a life already. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109827634796807297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109827634796807297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109827634796807297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109827634796807297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/changed-skin-again.html' title='Changed skin again..'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109791336669979321</id><published>2004-10-16T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T15:56:06.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOUGHT</title><summary type='text'>I bought the FLAVA cd already.Next, Terkencing, Terberak vcd</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109791336669979321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109791336669979321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109791336669979321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109791336669979321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/bought.html' title='BOUGHT'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109785635000091142</id><published>2004-10-16T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T00:05:50.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby pic </title><summary type='text'>Isnt that baby pic so innocent?? Awww...Anyway, here i am again. Online. dunno wattado..I ate ALOT siak juz now.. Now i feel so headachy..Shock for my tummy ar..Didnt eat the whole day, suddenly, eat alot..haizz..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109785635000091142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109785635000091142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109785635000091142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109785635000091142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/baby-pic.html' title='Baby pic '/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109783674739927717</id><published>2004-10-15T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T18:39:07.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 of Ramadhan</title><summary type='text'>I went to skool today.. With my grey nike shoes n i was sent home by Tan tonggek. So i went home n spend 10 mins finding the 'icking shoe. when i got back to sch.. Gopal was teaching us Maths. Ok ar.. i can quite understand ar. He went back to the basics juz now.. after dat was an hour of break. bingit je.. usually i'd be the first out of the class to go canteen siak.. nvm ar.. i made through </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109783674739927717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109783674739927717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109783674739927717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109783674739927717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/day-1-of-ramadhan.html' title='Day 1 of Ramadhan'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109776377306001304</id><published>2004-10-14T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T22:27:37.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fasting Already...</title><summary type='text'>Haizz.. tmr fasting already...SELAMAT BERPUASA kpd semua umat ISLAMYg taat berPUASADibulan yg mulia iniYang tak MINAT PUASA tuSELAMAT DEEPAVALI!Boring siak besok dah puasa.. Puasa leh isap rokok ke tak ar? Aku tau isap rokok tu makruh.. Tapi tak haram per.. so boleh ar tu eh? sorrie eh, i dun feel like typing in english ar.. so bear wif it all non-malay ppl. Anyway, back to the topic. Aku </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109776377306001304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109776377306001304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109776377306001304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109776377306001304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/fasting-already.html' title='Fasting Already...'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109774662783084026</id><published>2004-10-14T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T17:38:35.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In love with songs</title><summary type='text'>new skin. new template. new layout. nice? no?Who cares?Im so in love with these two songs rite now:1. Cassidy ft Mashonda - Get No Better (the one playing rite now)2. Ja Rule Ft R.Kelly n Ashanti - WonderfulSO DAYUM NICE!!!!!! DOWNLOAD IT PPL!N thnks to all who tagged..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109774662783084026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109774662783084026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109774662783084026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109774662783084026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/in-love-with-songs.html' title='In love with songs'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109768149857549919</id><published>2004-10-13T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T23:36:19.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No subject la...</title><summary type='text'>Im thinking of changing my blog skin again. Cant help it ar.. i get bored easily with something, malays call it "senang muak". hmm... spent the day wif sheila juz now..She came over to my place n hang out..she wanna let out her thoughts n feelings to someone.. felt sorry for her.. kesian die.. hope she n harris will get back soon. got some new nail shades.. in white n nude colour.. walked ard at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109768149857549919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109768149857549919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109768149857549919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109768149857549919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/no-subject-la.html' title='No subject la...'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109759946733722834</id><published>2004-10-13T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T00:44:27.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me God!!</title><summary type='text'>Oh. My. GOD! i cannot believe dis..I decided to take a random check on more news of haizad at yahoo n i found out dat dis gerl got to pics frm haizad n even a hug frm him!!!!!!!! i sooooooo envy her.. n den, at friendster, dis girl wrote in the testimonial dat she saw haizad with his gf. Mebbe she's assuming? I duunno..But im juz gonna take the news as it is.. Hur.. how saddening. His most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109759946733722834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109759946733722834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109759946733722834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109759946733722834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/me-god.html' title='Me God!!'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109750100135513828</id><published>2004-10-11T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T21:23:21.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie date</title><summary type='text'>Ended up GOING to the movie date.. IT WAS SCARY siak the movie.. its abt black magic.. messing with the evil, blah blah blah.. n they oso showed abt 'nasi kangkang'.. muahahaha... farah closed her eyes throughout all the scary bits.. hahahhaha.. n then there's this bunch of irritating grp of young teenage ppl den keep on going 'shh'. Bleurgh! they were the one dat made so much NOISE in the end. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109750100135513828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109750100135513828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109750100135513828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109750100135513828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/movie-date.html' title='Movie date'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109740819484143054</id><published>2004-10-10T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T19:36:34.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVIES</title><summary type='text'>This are the upcoming movies that's gonna be released in singapore.. date may varies.. WoOHoO! ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!October 2004Being Julia - 10/15/2004The Dust Factory - 10/15/2004Eulogy - 10/15/2004The Final Cut - 10/15/2004P.S. - 10/15/2004Riding the Bullet - 10/15/2004Shall We Dance - 10/15/2004Team America: World Police - 10/15/2004Sex Is Comedy - 10/20/2004Alfie - 10/22/2004The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109740819484143054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109740819484143054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109740819484143054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109740819484143054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/movies.html' title='MOVIES'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109734449761749578</id><published>2004-10-10T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T01:54:57.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KIMAK SIAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>KIMAK SIAK!!!!!!!!!! MEGA PERDANA DAH LEPAS SIOL. TAKDE SATU MATREP PON YG BILANG AKU. KIMAK SORT SIAK. SORT SIAK. IT WAS ON 3 OCT, SUNDAY. KIMAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! APE AKU BUAT SIAK ARI TU????????? ARGHHH.. FOOK IT SIAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOKKKKKKKKKK IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I MISSED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MUTHAFRIGGIN' FOOK IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109734449761749578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109734449761749578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109734449761749578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109734449761749578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/kimak-siak.html' title='KIMAK SIAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109734126497140055</id><published>2004-10-10T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T01:57:20.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worn Out. Again.</title><summary type='text'>Hey.. Im dead beat. The whole day i've been staring at this friggin' screen try'n to improve my html skills.. This is the result. Nothing much la.. But it takes alot of time to find resources n learn more abt HTML. Im beginning to consider pursuing on graphic designing after my sch ar.. hahaha. Its fun work. Juz abit tiring ar..ok, im lying. it was damn tiring.Been havin' troubles with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109734126497140055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109734126497140055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109734126497140055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109734126497140055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/worn-out-again.html' title='Worn Out. Again.'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109726414043431849</id><published>2004-10-09T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T12:36:22.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worn Out</title><summary type='text'>Im juz totally dead beat. Today was my last paper. My last N'level examinations paper which is Maths paper 2. It was.. abysmal. It gets toooo easy when its easy.. n it gets soooo hard when its hard. U kno wat i mean? Anyway, as a celebration, i went out for steamboat @ Banquet juz nw with Dada.. YuM yUm.. Nice food... niCe ambience.. I was such a glutton juz nw while eating cuz i didnt eat the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109726414043431849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109726414043431849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109726414043431849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109726414043431849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/worn-out.html' title='Worn Out'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109700162061396284</id><published>2004-10-06T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T02:40:20.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I.M.STUPID.</title><summary type='text'>tmr im having a VERY MAJOR EXAM dats gonna determine my life FOREVER. n yet i spend the few hours before it on the internet. Damn. I tried mugging. bUT i cant. Nuthing goes into my head. I am sooooooooooo gonna hate myself if i fail my n'level. I am soooooooooooooooooo not gonna take the news that i failed. I am sooooooooooooooooooooooo stupid.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109700162061396284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109700162061396284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109700162061396284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109700162061396284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/imstupid.html' title='I.M.STUPID.'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109672066117019461</id><published>2004-10-02T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T20:37:41.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory of Haizad</title><summary type='text'>Hey.. Didnt went out to meet sheila. We cancelled it cuz sumthing else popped up. So dere i was eating popcorn chicken and surfing the channel when Haizad's face popped up on tv! I was like ooooh.. they're showing encore of the Piano show~ I really oggled at every part of him while the camera was on him.. I realized dat he had stubbles during dat show. I think he must have been going thru a rough</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109672066117019461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109672066117019461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109672066117019461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109672066117019461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/in-memory-of-haizad.html' title='In Memory of Haizad'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109671006521502575</id><published>2004-10-02T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T17:41:05.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LATE!</title><summary type='text'>I am so late to meet Sheila~ I promised her 6pm at JP but its 5.36 n im still home, not dressed yet, wait. im dressed, but not dressed in terms of my dress code for going out.. U kno wat im trying to say? No? Nvm.Anyway, i spent the whole __ hrs infront of the comp. working on my latest layouts.. (Frm 8.30am-5.36pm, count urself, go figure, im slow at maths!) I searched high and low for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109671006521502575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109671006521502575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109671006521502575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109671006521502575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/10/late.html' title='LATE!'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109654522829869374</id><published>2004-09-30T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T15:16:58.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughing Aloud</title><summary type='text'>I went out to watch White Chick at 5.15pm juz now.. I was feeling kinda bored so i checked out www.movieseer.com ,dats where i check out all my online movie times, n got interested to watch White Chick at the nearest movie theater which is Jurong Entertainment. So there i was laughing out loud alone in the dark surrounded by strangers. Weird. I kno. Dat was my first time catching a movie alone. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109654522829869374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109654522829869374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109654522829869374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109654522829869374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/laughing-aloud.html' title='Laughing Aloud'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109645885293374423</id><published>2004-09-29T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T03:17:10.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HooKed On tV</title><summary type='text'>5 MORE DAYS TO N'LEVELI am so hooked on tv rite now... Ppl whu watched America's next top model may have diff. views on whu shud actually b eliminated. Well, i do agree dat the mom shud go. Though i respect her decisions principle and all dat, still, if u have dat kinda mentality u shouldn't even think of joining this competition.My favourite was April. She's dis asian look alike who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109645885293374423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109645885293374423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109645885293374423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109645885293374423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/hooked-on-tv.html' title='HooKed On tV'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109619092590101585</id><published>2004-09-26T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T15:21:52.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo-ish</title><summary type='text'>Me n Botak went to visit my bestfriend whu juz gave birth yesterday... Alhamdulillah, the baby n the mother's both healthy... I cant believe dat my bestfriend already has a CHILD! i mean... she's so crazy like me, n den, suddenly she got preggers n now, she's a mom.. A supermom.. She survived the pregnancy without her husband. Damn that absolut BASTARD. When she was preggers, he didnt even wanna </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109619092590101585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109619092590101585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109619092590101585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109619092590101585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/emo-ish.html' title='Emo-ish'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109595652317181331</id><published>2004-09-23T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T15:22:53.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Penny 4 My Thots</title><summary type='text'>First things first, i've gotten alot of feedback frm ppl abt my previous entry..well thank u guys.u made it happen. 2nd, pls ignore the image at the side, i kno it may b disturbing for sum of u n it doesnt really suits the background song, mood n aura of things rite now.. But i simply love that image n dis pinkish layout. Thnx to those whu complimented, namely wan.xiang n jaryl..2nd, i wud like</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109595652317181331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109595652317181331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109595652317181331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109595652317181331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/penny-4-my-thots.html' title='A Penny 4 My Thots'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109586324814615660</id><published>2004-09-22T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T00:10:50.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melancholic Farewell</title><summary type='text'>I cannot believe dat we're graduating soon... All the laughters, tears,euphoria, happiness will come to an end... I was blessed that i got to 2 very diff. grps of ppl thoughout my secondary school life... There was the exp. class n the acad. class, my current class.Class of 2001 was indeed very diff. n exciting.I have been contemplating on doing this for along time, cuz i was afraid ppl wont </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109586324814615660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109586324814615660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109586324814615660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109586324814615660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/melancholic-farewell.html' title='Melancholic Farewell'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109577928686077462</id><published>2004-09-21T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T14:16:35.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's day out</title><summary type='text'>Today was such an enjoyful day out with my dada.. He gave me a pleasant surprise which comes in a black MANGO plastic bag. I opened it and TA-DAAAA! Laid there was a paper wrapped pink mangO top dat i told him dat i liked the other when we were window shopping.. I was like.. totally SHOCKED! Heehee.. I love my DADA so much~ N juz now, he juz bought a new pair of specs cuz he's been squinting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109577928686077462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109577928686077462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109577928686077462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109577928686077462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/babys-day-out.html' title='Baby&apos;s day out'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109569157579231203</id><published>2004-09-20T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T22:46:15.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**MoVie MaRatHoN**</title><summary type='text'>Amidst changing into a new skin, fighting with my bf n sucking in life, i had my own movie marathon.. I borrowed VCDs frm Phara n watched it one after another all day.. Tmr, Rozi will be bringing more.. Im sooo looking forward to it..Here's wat i borrowed:1. Crossroads2. Baby's Day Out3. My Girl (Thai)4. Stuart Little 2After typing this entry im going to start on 'Crossroads'. I havent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109569157579231203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109569157579231203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109569157579231203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109569157579231203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/movie-marathon.html' title='**MoVie MaRatHoN**'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109534255643620266</id><published>2004-09-16T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T22:02:05.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaawww...Poor Him..</title><summary type='text'>Poor haizad...He had a sorethroat while singing.. or so he claimed.. But i believed him cuz when he talks after dat his voice did seemed rusty.One word to sum his performance juz now was 'SAD'..He tried to carry off with sumthing with a high note.. But he cant.. Mebbe he started off with the wrong note.. Mebbe he wasnt prepared for that tone yet.. It was clear that he was struggling with dat </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109534255643620266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109534255643620266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109534255643620266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109534255643620266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/aaawwwpoor-him.html' title='Aaawww...Poor Him..'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109533523570421716</id><published>2004-09-16T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T18:31:46.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idol Yakk</title><summary type='text'>I cant wait till 8 pm.. Its barely 20 more mins to haizad's performance on SG IDOL.. Oh My God.He's gONNa sing dis i promise u.. I'm juz gonna cross my legs, fingers, hair, eyeballs, mouth, EVERYTHING, dat he'll make it to the next round... He's gonna sing This I Promise You by N'syncHere's my prediction on whu's gonna make it the next round.I dunno how many placings is left.. But i'm gonna </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109533523570421716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109533523570421716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109533523570421716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109533523570421716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/idol-yakk.html' title='Idol Yakk'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109532474053085322</id><published>2004-09-16T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T16:52:20.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For eyes only</title><summary type='text'>this is some snippets frm the theme of my new blog.. Its frm Nelly's new video "Flap Your Wings"... Its awesome!!!! Totally loved it!Look at her! I mean, LOOK at her.. She's so pretty..... N so sweet looking~This is frm the video 'Sunshine-Lil Flip Ft. Leah'Download it ppl~ Its sooooooooo sweet...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109532474053085322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109532474053085322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109532474053085322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109532474053085322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/for-eyes-only.html' title='For eyes only'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109531659412567323</id><published>2004-09-16T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T14:36:34.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion with my BABY!</title><summary type='text'>HeY gues wat?I'm finally back together again with my baby botak..Everything juz seemed fine yesterday..We went out for a movie at Cineleisure.. We watched Dodgeball and had a laugh...Before dat we ate at Lucky Plaza where i read him my confessions dat i had wrote for him... All abt me apologizing n wanting him back and he was so touched after hearing it... I was touched tOo~*aWww*After </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109531659412567323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109531659412567323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109531659412567323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109531659412567323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/reunion-with-my-baby.html' title='Reunion with my BABY!'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109508317034427012</id><published>2004-09-13T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T21:46:10.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why??</title><summary type='text'>Why??Must u throw stones to someone who have more money den u...Or y must u throw stones to someone who have a big house n a nice front lawn n a nice big car, sum thing dat u dun hav?Think abt it...Can dat someone help it?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109508317034427012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109508317034427012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109508317034427012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109508317034427012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/why.html' title='Why??'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109499560778462289</id><published>2004-09-12T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T21:26:47.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiizz</title><summary type='text'>Had a big fite with my brother last friday... He's fucking rude to my sister siak... Haizz.. Dun wanna elaborate ar.. Dun wanna talk abt it...I slept at my sister's house last nite with my two cuzzins... Hahaha... N den, i dreamt of Haizad.. In that dream.. I was juz watching him frm afar as he was going for Hari Raya prayers with his friends n den he saw me n smiled at me.. Not a sweet smile, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109499560778462289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109499560778462289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109499560778462289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109499560778462289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/haiizz.html' title='Haiizz'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109480143942122082</id><published>2004-09-10T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T15:32:01.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Should!!</title><summary type='text'>Hahaha.. Gotten my dose of nicotine already... Hahahha~ I dunno y but i juz simply cant quit smOking mahn~!Anyways, imma be going out later wif my sister to Causeway Point... Window shopping etc..Juz now i tried calling botak at home but his mom answered the call.. Urgh. So scared~And dan, im not frm indonesia... Im frm Singapore... Hehee</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109480143942122082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109480143942122082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109480143942122082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109480143942122082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-should.html' title='I Should!!'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109478556736539896</id><published>2004-09-10T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T11:06:07.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craving</title><summary type='text'>My crave for nicotine is backkkk!! Shud i buy it?? Urgh... shud i or shudnt i.... Arrr, i need my ciggies!! shud i or shud i not?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109478556736539896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109478556736539896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109478556736539896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109478556736539896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/craving.html' title='Craving'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109478153856962024</id><published>2004-09-10T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T10:05:07.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My creative handiwork</title><summary type='text'>HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAA, SORRIE PEEPS, WAS JUZ FOOLING ARD</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109478153856962024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109478153856962024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109478153856962024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109478153856962024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/my-creative-handiwork.html' title='My creative handiwork'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109474881255932641</id><published>2004-09-10T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T15:32:50.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*GaSps* HAIZAD !!!!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>AAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!I was busily flipping through old cleo mags. cuz i found out dat he once appeared in it for Eligible bachelors.... N found daT~ No wonder he looks sorta familiar! Muackz!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109474881255932641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109474881255932641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109474881255932641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109474881255932641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/gasps-haizad.html' title='*GaSps* HAIZAD !!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109474455511749994</id><published>2004-09-09T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T15:33:45.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy About Haizad !!!!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>HahahhahahaI am swooning now, smiling/grinning like a mad woman... U kno y??Cuz my baby HAIZAD got selected for the WILDCARD show!OoOOoOoOOoOoOo... N n tOp of dat, TAUFIQUE eemrged as 1 of the top 3 for grp 3! WOW~~~I like his moves... I like his face tOo, my dad says his face is like a clown, very candid.. N no, he wasnt criticizing, dat was a compliment.. He says dis guy very "Candi.." &lt;-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109474455511749994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109474455511749994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109474455511749994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109474455511749994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/crazy-about-haizad.html' title='Crazy About Haizad !!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109470053406795640</id><published>2004-09-09T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T15:34:42.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidence</title><summary type='text'>Oh ya, juz now, while i was abt to make my breakfast and squeezing the chilli sauce onto my food, i was suddenly thinking of Botak, how if we were eating at fast food restaurants, he will automatically squeeze the chilli out for me... When the phone rang, i picked it up n a male husky voice greeted me..It was Botak...I was like pacing ard the living room after dat talking to him...Thank God </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109470053406795640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109470053406795640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109470053406795640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109470053406795640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/coincidence.html' title='Coincidence'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109470010990626455</id><published>2004-09-09T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T11:21:49.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sad Tale...</title><summary type='text'>Girl: Slow down. Im scared. Guy: No this is fun. Girl: No its not. Please, its too scary! Guy: Then tell me you love me. Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down! Guy: Now give me a BIG hug. *Girl hugs him* Guy: Can you take my helmet off &amp; put it on yourself? Its bugging me. (In the paper the next day):A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. 2 people were on it, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109470010990626455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109470010990626455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109470010990626455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109470010990626455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/sad-tale.html' title='A Sad Tale...'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109461452392111360</id><published>2004-09-08T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T11:35:23.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wOowOot~</title><summary type='text'>I dyed my hair~~ Oh gOosh~ I didnt think twice now how am i supposed to go for my exams???Fret not..Later on imma go to  Kyntek's house to dye it suM mOre..Haha.. Freaky~</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109461452392111360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109461452392111360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109461452392111360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109461452392111360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/woowoot.html' title='wOowOot~'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109446574675352155</id><published>2004-09-06T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T11:22:49.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post KL trip</title><summary type='text'>Ok, im free now..I had my N'level Mly exams juz now.... I did ok, i think... Hope everything WILL go on fine..Oh-kayyy,here's a quick summary of the trip.It was a mix of diff. emotions...Did u believe i actually wanted to take a pic. wif my brother?*gASps*Anyway, i had fun mingling with my little nephews n nieces.. They're all so cute n fair.. n cute~Anyway, on the Saturday itself,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109446574675352155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109446574675352155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109446574675352155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109446574675352155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/post-kl-trip.html' title='Post KL trip'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109439311692415237</id><published>2004-09-05T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T22:05:16.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ola succkaaaaaaaaas!~</title><summary type='text'>Haha.. Im back~I actualy juz got home like30 mins. ago.. The trip was turbulent ofdiff. feelings.. It didnt hlp dat i have1 spoilt sport cuzzin in that trip.. I bought LOTSA stuffs there.. SHOPING PARADISE!~~~ i'll tell u more, but the idea of watching Princess Diaries 2 on vcd in my comp. is much more appealing den writing here, typing... to no one in particular...Knowing dat no on bothes to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109439311692415237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109439311692415237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109439311692415237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109439311692415237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/ola-succkaaaaaaaaas.html' title='Ola succkaaaaaaaaas!~'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109420421314562169</id><published>2004-09-03T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T21:41:24.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CinDeReLLa StORy</title><summary type='text'>Went out to see A Cinderella Story juz now with Phara n ShannaIt was fun~ The movie was SOx100 ROMANTIC~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I couldn't keep still in the seat at all~ It was juz so exciting... Its a modern day remake of the fairytale Cinderella n the lead actor, Chad Michael Murray acting as Austin Aames was SO hunky n CUTE!*hahahaha*There was 1 part where Sam was so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109420421314562169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109420421314562169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109420421314562169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109420421314562169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/cinderella-story.html' title='CinDeReLLa StORy'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109414199581311293</id><published>2004-09-03T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T21:44:05.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaiZad, SG IdOL n sTaRtiNg afReSh</title><summary type='text'>I am so dizzy n hypnotized after watching SG Idol juz now.. I was eyeing Haizad all the while n he's so cute... Not dat im a stalker, a freak or fanatic watever... Its juz dat im a fan of his, n im REALLY sad he didnt make it thru to the next rOund.. I think he carried the wrong song, the wrong way.. He was trying too hard... *shakes head left n rite*Surely his gf would've adviced him </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109414199581311293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109414199581311293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109414199581311293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109414199581311293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/haizad-sg-idol-n-starting-afresh.html' title='HaiZad, SG IdOL n sTaRtiNg afReSh'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6221021.post-109412093367552167</id><published>2004-09-02T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T21:46:03.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY 11 Of Separation n 11 things i missed</title><summary type='text'>DAY 11 Of Separation"Its been eleven days, umpteen hours, imma be burning till you return......"Dat is part of the lyrics frm this background song "Burn-Usher"I didnt realize it has been 11 lonely days...11 days of not calling him when i wake up in the morning11 days of not msging him when i miss him11 days of no babytalking with him11 days of not holding his hand and hugging him11 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/feeds/109412093367552167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6221021&amp;postID=109412093367552167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109412093367552167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6221021/posts/default/109412093367552167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slutacious.blogspot.com/2004/09/day-11-of-separation-n-11-things-i.html' title='DAY 11 Of Separation n 11 things i missed'/><author><name>Akirah Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290775968048816506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_37uCwr_JYw/TYWzrAd1hUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/I3mhII5ZgwM/s220/DSC_0273.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
