<?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-3902760</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:26:55.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Literally PINK....and its deeper than you think ;)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>289</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-8310231952098002375</id><published>2007-07-14T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T21:44:25.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*trying to creep back in without people noticing that i've been gone for a year*Hi!Ok so i've been gone for a while.. it's been pretty eventful but lets just see what i've been up to recently:I just came back from hongkong, again. This time it was kind of a mini grad-trip with Boo, euwie, nev and von.. Shopped alot, ate alot, - just like how hk was meant to be done ;)Oh and I graduated :) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/8310231952098002375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/8310231952098002375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#8310231952098002375' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_liyw3MpK3dQ/RpmafuGRvuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vikXPJMO37k/s72-c/DSCF0314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-115212207022212014</id><published>2006-07-05T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T17:43:09.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorrrrry.... HEE.So what's a few weeks late of entries eh? hehe.. Well i DO have an excuse actually.. a perfectly valid one as well.. For those familiar with my blog, what do i always have? Uh- huh.. PICTURES!!! And guess what? I cant blog cuz i have no snapshots of recent events (eg. hongkong trip, meeting friends, rockclimbing, momo the golden retriever, my little brush with the law.. etc) And </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/115212207022212014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/115212207022212014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115212207022212014' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-114762932372083784</id><published>2006-05-14T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T12:33:23.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Chris Daughtry and Suspicious Minds..   MY all time favorite Elvis song.. I melted watching that performance man.. It was beautiful, Chris, you had me.And i swear i almost cried when they announced your name on thursday night.    I havent blogged in ages have i? Exams and all... crappy excuses, i know ;)Alright let's find some proof of me studying for them this semester: Oops.. ok maybe this was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/114762932372083784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/114762932372083784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114762932372083784' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-114466359689467820</id><published>2006-04-10T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T03:06:36.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Something is seriously wrong when you start logging into blogger with your school email address..ANYWAYSomeone has complained that I didn't update for the weekend. So fine.. i will inform you nosey ones of how my weekend went:Friday night was spent in the bizad libary by myself because stupid jimmy seow didnt come back to study after dinner like he said he would ;P My dinner was spent with hanwei</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/114466359689467820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/114466359689467820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114466359689467820' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-114348022398260258</id><published>2006-03-27T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T10:08:30.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a busy week for alota people, hasn't it? Well in the midst of projects, tests and assignments.. performances still need to be appreciated and friends still need to be supported :)Watched my little brother perform at the ACS barker concert on saturday night and the NUS jazz band on sunday night.. there's something itchy about being in the audiences' seat ;)Anyways.. more on the jazz </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/114348022398260258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/114348022398260258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114348022398260258' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-114303989714271629</id><published>2006-03-22T06:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T20:57:11.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This was OH so long ago.. like Reading Week in late february.. when i still had long hair.. but how could i not post pics from our very own sexy statisticians Karaoke 'HOT' Chick party??! Pre-party food shopping(and already warming up with the boyband songs over plaza singapura's pa system)Plug in the mic and watch them belt out backstreeboys!(one insisted on being brian and the other nick, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/114303989714271629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/114303989714271629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114303989714271629' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-114287320061658328</id><published>2006-03-20T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T20:59:14.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>INCREDIBLY accurate.. for me at least.. i can hardly point out an exception to the results.. and it only asked 2 questions.. seriously.the RomanticTest finished! you chose BY - your Enneagram type is FOUR. "I am unique"Romantics have sensitive feelings and are warm and perceptive. How to Get Along with Me Give me plenty of compliments. They mean a lot to me. Be a supportive friend or partner. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/114287320061658328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/114287320061658328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114287320061658328' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-114071834917457661</id><published>2006-02-23T10:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T10:12:29.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ONLINE DECLARATION OF SATISFACTORY/UNSATISFACTORY OPTIONThe online declaration of the Satisfactory/Unsatisfactory (S/U) option will be held from 22nd (9:00AM) Februry 2006 to midnight of 28th Februry 2006. No further grace period will be allowed after the deadline. Students who wish to have their modules graded as Satisfactory/Unsatisfactory are required to declare their option at this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/114071834917457661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/114071834917457661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114071834917457661' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-114036190901089760</id><published>2006-02-19T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T07:27:47.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mil finally decides shes fat.Yup. Im a freakin strange kid. Adolescent girls are supposed have eating disorders. Like bulimia and anorexia. I can only wish i had either. Girls are also supposed to see themselves as 15 times fatter than they actually are when looking in the mirror. I always thought i looked alright :) But maybe thats cuz i always looked at myself in the mirror alone with no one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/114036190901089760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/114036190901089760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114036190901089760' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113734246792216530</id><published>2006-01-15T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T08:34:57.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Faizal's Birthday(another belated entry...)Fai's Birthday is on Dec 29th.. which also happens to be the day that the six of us Penn Pals left singapore for student exchange in 2004. And after a 365 days of crazy friendship.. we're proudly celebrating!! If there're a few things we all have in common, its travel, food and photography. (If there're a few things we DON'T have in common, it's height, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113734246792216530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113734246792216530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113734246792216530' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113734029584075725</id><published>2006-01-15T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T07:51:35.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FINALLY - Pictures from Hongkong!! Yes, these extremely overdue photos.. So for about a week in mid-december 2005, Hannah and i were in hongkie land (my biological hometown, of sorts) At Terrance and Vincent's wedding banquet..No no.. none of those pictured are Terrance nor Vincent.. but infact (L-R:) hannah's mommy, my auntie, my mommy, me and hannah  Christmas shopping at Causeway Bay's Times </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113734029584075725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113734029584075725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113734029584075725' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113655478138561434</id><published>2006-01-06T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T05:44:14.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hehe.. somehow its always considered kind of a cheat when people do this.. like you'd think the blogger was lazy or trying to overrating his/her own life by representing it in a song.. but sometimes you just listen to a song and you want everyone else to know the words too! And thats why we post LYRICS, for me at least.Oh come on! I havent done this in a while already *grin* and the song rocks!(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113655478138561434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113655478138561434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113655478138561434' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113655402450908185</id><published>2006-01-06T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T05:42:50.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know how msn.com pops up whenever you log into msn?And on the top right hand corner theres kind of a 'did you know' trivia question?Well i was curious today so i clicked it:What is Epiphany?Answer: Epiphany: defined:Epiphany is celebrated on January 6 each year. The Eastern Church recognizes Epiphany as the anniversary of the baptism of Christ. In the Western churches, Epiphany commemorates </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113655402450908185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113655402450908185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113655402450908185' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113631857695481860</id><published>2006-01-03T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T22:15:43.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NEW YEAR'S EVE - started with lunch at Brewerkz with Shane. not a very glam photo of either of us, but make do, theres only one Yummy yummy food! And belated christmas presents! Im a happy girl (:I think these avi's should belong to ME. Hee.Down down goes the last sun of year -Watched the fireworks at One Fullerton with Sharon, Dawn and some other people i just met that night.. it doesn't matter </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113631857695481860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113631857695481860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113631857695481860' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113432088835195189</id><published>2005-12-11T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T08:58:20.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yay!! Lynn hugged me! So i shall continue blogging :)It's kinda odd to start an entry with a photo of myself. But I think this is a very nice picture of me, even if i say so myself :) You see, this was taken by my date on saturday. We just watched The Snow Queen at the Esplanade (which i also saw joanna dong dancing in) and had lunch at Thai Express afterwards, where he took this picture. one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113432088835195189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113432088835195189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113432088835195189' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113389405655991249</id><published>2005-12-06T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T12:42:55.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sexy Statisticians DaY ouT =]The english songs available at k box are really kinda dumb.. and even though your face might light up when u do spot some nice songs ( like oldies) the woman that pops out from behind a tree right when the song starts can 'leave you tremblin' ... Shane warned me abt it, and he was right. And its even worse when u choose dumbass songs like we did.. like jo's 'under the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113389405655991249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113389405655991249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113389405655991249' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113381364482572550</id><published>2005-12-05T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T06:42:59.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think i like monday night tv.Now this entry is all about what i just watched on TV. Just so you know. Incase you were expecting something else.First it was Scrubs.. just kinda caught it halfway after walking out from the shower.. i usually hate watching things from halfway, but this got me giggling like even before i got the bearings of the show . so i watched the rest of it. anyways, heres a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113381364482572550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113381364482572550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113381364482572550' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113371875255051947</id><published>2005-12-04T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T09:52:32.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well well so exams are finally over and im finally blogging..  This december seems really short, actually.. and theres so much to do!First off i gotta wake up early tmr (10am) to take advantage of the early bird karaoke rates with my stats friends.. yes yes, us sexy statisticians, though sexy, are rather cheapo. So keep the entry short and sweet, mil, just like you. *grin* My first time going to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113371875255051947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113371875255051947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113371875255051947' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113298515654650303</id><published>2005-11-25T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T22:20:35.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. I'm finally sick of my favourite mushroom noodles stall in the arts canteen. For those who know which one im talking about, you'll know that this is news. 4 semesters in NUS, I guess its about time.2. Paulaner's Brauhaus is currently under renovation. The only place serving beer i actually drink, was unavailable last night. So my Penn Pals and I went to Harry's instead... WHERE HANNAH AND I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113298515654650303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113298515654650303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113298515654650303' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113233861693623878</id><published>2005-11-18T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T10:34:13.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Hair Should Be RedPassionate, fiery, and sassy.You're a total smart aleck who's got the biggest personality around.What's" Your Funky Inner Hair Color?I really dont like red hair. Not on me anyway. Eugene's right. (yes yes, 'ah leeeem') This test was total crap. The analysis doesnt match my answers at all! They asked me what the last thing i wanted to be was and i said trashy and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113233861693623878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113233861693623878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113233861693623878' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113198765292472177</id><published>2005-11-14T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T09:00:52.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No, that trauma you faced was not easy.And God wept that it hurt you so;But it was allowed to shape your heartSo that into his likeness you'd grow.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113198765292472177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113198765292472177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113198765292472177' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113190753484156380</id><published>2005-11-13T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T22:28:40.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey everyone!! I know.. exams are a killer.. so i've decided to give everyone a treat.. according to individual feedback i got with regards to the Oct 9th post, its a favourite! Desperate Friendster Messages! This especially goes out to mike, who was in disbelief when i told him how desperate some people can be.Enjoy!Subject: hi (^-^)Message:Helo Hi!!Feicia.. (my middle name is FELICIA) BEfore i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113190753484156380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113190753484156380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113190753484156380' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113162081146887040</id><published>2005-11-10T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T05:28:20.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Visited Martiniboo's blog and now im hooked on quizzes..or it could be a way of reinventing myself after i f*cked up my 100 mcqs on Group Dynamics today.. fooling myself into thinking that i cant fail ALL my tests.. (i mean.. how do u fail a personality test?? ..ok wait, it just occured to me that I CAN: PL3241 Personality and Individual Differences on Nov 30.) Oh well.Your Personality ProfileYou</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113162081146887040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113162081146887040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113162081146887040' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113139224673822520</id><published>2005-11-07T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T11:37:26.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So forgive me, loveIf i cry in your showerSo forgive me, loveFor the salt in your bedSo forgive me, loveIf i cry all afternoon...(her voice is so spooky and incredible..)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113139224673822520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113139224673822520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113139224673822520' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113139049432274512</id><published>2005-11-07T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T11:42:02.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If only i knew that was the last time you'd really hold my hand,I would never have let go If only i knew you'd never hold me that way again,I'd be in your arms stillIf only i knew that it was the last time we would ever laugh together,I'd beg God to make that day never endIf only i knew that was the last time you'd kiss me goodnightI'd have never fallen asleepIf only i knew that was the last time</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113139049432274512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113139049432274512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113139049432274512' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113086082008055927</id><published>2005-11-01T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T08:16:54.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Halloween at ZOUK 'Mildred the Witch' and 'Goth Girl Hannah''Cockhead Shane' and 'Diva/Gay/Marley/imnotsurebutdefinitelySEXY Shaocong'Guess who.. He's late! he's late! ..and Hanwei who just wore a shirt saying 'STUD'I turned him into a bunny....and made someone else a chicken!...all together now! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113086082008055927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113086082008055927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113086082008055927' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113059401901930078</id><published>2005-10-29T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T06:53:39.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Raise your hand if you think this is Photoshop-ed.:)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113059401901930078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113059401901930078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113059401901930078' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112965096408273778</id><published>2005-10-28T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T06:38:20.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ExtraordinaryMil says:well.. if u wanna look at it this way.. we're like dvd's at video ezy.. there's gotta be someone who likes your show Matt the Mr. Guru who doesnt look like a Guru says:can i be kill bill vol2? ExtraordinaryMil ..it's psychological. says:haha im not sure.. im not even sure what i am..actually.. i dont think i wanna be rented.. i wanna be bought.. i wanna be.. a Matrix movie (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112965096408273778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112965096408273778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112965096408273778' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-113025610857388009</id><published>2005-10-25T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T09:04:12.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know. I know. I know.(Yes matt, our videoezy concept of couplehood.. I know.)(Yes tsin, the materialization of our secret lesbian fantasy.. I know.)(Yes everyone, i know you like the desperate friendster messages.)I know.Sorry, these pass few weeks have been ran on spare batteries.. Im sure it has been for you too.. cuz if im not the one complaining about yet 'another project meeting' .. its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113025610857388009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/113025610857388009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113025610857388009' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112895087319380789</id><published>2005-10-10T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T06:27:53.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The *Cutest* Mooncake I've Ever ReceivedIsn't he the sweetest thing??! He's about the size of my palm. I of course couldn't bear to eat it.. so instead, i named it. His name is Wishy-Washy and he's been sitting here keeping me company while i ate all the other mooncakes since Happy Mooncake Day. Sadly, it's about time i let Wishy-Washy go.. and the least i could do was to take a picture of my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112895087319380789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112895087319380789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112895087319380789' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112885478330240033</id><published>2005-10-09T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T04:16:58.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Subject:hello dear...can we be frenz....hugz~muackz~Message:Just come across you at FRIENDSTER, so here to write to you. If you dont mind to be friend with, please reply with your emails address so we could keep in touch. Anyway, hope to know MORE sincere, honest &amp; long term close frens...buddies &amp; life partners.Best if you could reply with your MOBILE NUMBER, we can contacts always thru SMS; </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112885478330240033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112885478330240033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112885478330240033' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112875982634752210</id><published>2005-10-08T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T01:33:33.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I want to fall madly in love with my projects and readings.I want to be obessesed with studying for my exams.I want to marry my love for studying. So that we'll be together for all eternity,and that every waking moment will be spent blissfully doing extravagant mindmaps.So that i can't stop thinking about what to write on my essays.So that i lust after mindblowing concepts and theories.So that i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112875982634752210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112875982634752210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112875982634752210' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112827755081670278</id><published>2005-10-02T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T11:25:50.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* * * S U R P R I S E ! * * *Hehe.OKok im very aware that my last entry is dated september 9th.. but before you guys complain anymore lemme show u this:Cool cat huh? hehe.. According to aaron, he says "Dammit you piece of shiiiiiiit."Anyways.. so since we're all messed up already, lets blog backwards.. starting from today:  Today is Sunday. Woke up bright and early at 11:30am and made my way to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112827755081670278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112827755081670278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112827755081670278' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112628710325639807</id><published>2005-09-09T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T10:38:32.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is *shO* scary!!I was at orchard with my friend aaron today around 1:30pmyup. 30mins after this woman's head and limb was found outside the orchard mrt station.. but thats not the scary thing.. cuz obviously, me being Mildred Oblivious Yuen didn't notice anything, despite walking back and forth the taka-mrt underpass a few times.. i only caught it on the news when i got home just now..so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112628710325639807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112628710325639807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112628710325639807' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112623146519036837</id><published>2005-09-08T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T10:40:06.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Knew the signsWasn't rightI was stupid for a whileSwept away by youAnd now I feel like a foolSo confusedMy heart's bruisedWas I ever loved by you? Why do i blog? It used to be cuz everyone else did.. then i started revealing bits of myself in the hype of being semi-mysterious (the everyone-has-a-secret theory). Now i wish i had a blog that no one reads.. so i could really write what i have to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112623146519036837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112623146519036837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112623146519036837' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112620139487353970</id><published>2005-09-08T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T10:40:46.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Slit my heart and take yourself outBut wait till I'm asleepSo it wouldn't hurt so much'Cause I'm not dead yet, just weak.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112620139487353970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112620139487353970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112620139487353970' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112563985959094334</id><published>2005-09-01T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T22:51:14.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just like I predictedWe're at the point of no returnWe can't go backwards, and all corners have been turnedI can't control it if I sink or if I swim'Cause I chose the waters that I'm inAnd it makes no difference,Who is right or wrongI deserve much more than this'Cause there's only one thing I wantIf it's not what you're made of,You're not what I'm looking forYou were willing, but unable, to give </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112563985959094334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112563985959094334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112563985959094334' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112542187957461565</id><published>2005-08-30T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T11:19:06.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I ran today.I ran 9km..Until puffy jellyfish blisters formed inside my nikes.. :(It wasn't really fast or anything..But for anyone who knows me, running for a whole hour is incredible..It's totally un-mil.. not the mil that hasn't ran in 8months..Not the mil that is usually half-dead after 2.4km runs..This is unprecendented.But most importantly, I wanted to run today.and it felt good.And that's a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112542187957461565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112542187957461565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112542187957461565' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112532332382110033</id><published>2005-08-29T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T06:48:43.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I keep tripping on stairs, missing my bus stops, logging in with wrong login names, spacing out, losing track of time... WHY.Ninety miles outside ChicagoCan't stop driving, I don't know whySo many questions... Need an answerTwo years later, you're still on my mindWhatever happened to Amelia Earheart?Who holds the stars up in the sky?Is true love just once in a lifetime?Did the captain of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112532332382110033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112532332382110033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112532332382110033' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112502205709819080</id><published>2005-08-25T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T19:07:37.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"And I'll do anything you ever dreamed to be complete..."Would you?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112502205709819080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112502205709819080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112502205709819080' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112429218353961895</id><published>2005-08-17T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T08:23:03.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sitting here, struck with major jet-lag and fighting to stay awake..but this is a post i must write, good or bad.Let's start with where i am now.I'm currently awaiting to use the last segment of my plane ticket.I've been scheduled to wait here in Incheon, Korea for a grand total of 22hrs.And if it wasnt for Jiwon, who picked me up from the airport and just fed me a long awaited sashimi and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112429218353961895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112429218353961895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112429218353961895' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112321973934998407</id><published>2005-08-04T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T22:30:22.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A guy friend of mine shared this with me, and though it's simple, short and comes off as rather sexist, I still think it's worth sharing:"Marriage is a strange university -the men go in losing their Bachelorand the women go in gaining a Master."  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112321973934998407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112321973934998407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112321973934998407' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112321941078051115</id><published>2005-08-03T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T22:31:19.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Try saying this three times fast:(pronounce all the ending sounds properly now..)"Psych Stats Text"   I can't.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112321941078051115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112321941078051115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112321941078051115' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112259030133938426</id><published>2005-07-28T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T15:43:05.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ever the Same - Rob Thomas  We were drawn from the weedsWe were brave like soldiersFalling down under the pale moonlightYou were holding to meLike a someone brokenAnd I couldn't tell you but I'm telling you nowJust let me hold you while you're falling apartJust let me hold you and we'll both fall downFall on meTell me everything you want me to beForever with you, forever in meEver the sameWe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112259030133938426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112259030133938426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112259030133938426' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112241908527018750</id><published>2005-07-26T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T16:35:08.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The PromiseIf you wait for me, then I'll come for youAlthough I've traveled farI always hold a place for you in my heartIf you think of me, if you miss me once in a whileThen I'll return to youI'll return and fill that space in your heartRemembering-Your touchYour kissYour warm embraceI'll find my way back to youIf you'll be waitingIf you dream of me like I dream of youIn a place that's warm and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112241908527018750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112241908527018750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112241908527018750' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112207700248821426</id><published>2005-07-22T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T22:34:18.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I DROVE ON THE ROAD WITH OTHER CARS TODAY!  Whoo hoo!  Too bad Hannah couldn't see me do it... she just flew off today.. *shoooow shaaaad* Yup. She was here for an entire month with me here in dallas and we had so much fun! I do hope shes already arrived New York safely, afterwhich she'll be going back to Singapore with Normypoo (looks like wormypoo, hmm.) leaving me to be the only one of the six</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112207700248821426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112207700248821426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112207700248821426' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112167585873007469</id><published>2005-07-18T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T02:44:14.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So what have i been doing after coming 'of age'?Well, the same stuff i guess..  And we were supposed to go for drinks at this landmark revolving lounge in Dallas.. but *someone* was still underaged, (namely Haha Tan) so we could only take a few pictures outside.Oh i've been trying to drive too..This is my first 'purposeful' parking! ( we watched Fantastic Four after that)Oh and I met up with my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112167585873007469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112167585873007469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112167585873007469' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112120677476848809</id><published>2005-07-09T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T13:25:05.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm a big girl now *grin*Happy twenty-first Birthday to me! Well it came and went but let me tell you how:I wanna thank everyone who called/snailmailed/emailed/e-carded/messaged/friendstered/facebooked.. even though it's a bit overwhelming when it all comes at the same instant *haha* i appreciate it ;) ...almost makes up for my first birthday away from home.So i was lying on my bed talking to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112120677476848809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112120677476848809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112120677476848809' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112063457966904294</id><published>2005-07-04T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T00:23:36.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Independence Day!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112063457966904294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112063457966904294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112063457966904294' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-112003873307836943</id><published>2005-06-29T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T12:11:02.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey hey.. so here's my favorite line:"OKay okAY.. i know i havent updated in a while and its not cuz im busy but cuz i just plain didnt feel like it :)"Fair enough? Probably not.. but too bad - spank me ;P *hee*So I'm still in Dallas with my cousins and darling hannah has come to visit me!! (u should check out her blog if u want 'prompt' updates .. like i said, im lazy *grin*)So what have the two</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112003873307836943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/112003873307836943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#112003873307836943' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-111775500350405878</id><published>2005-06-02T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T16:30:03.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh one just for fun.. :)Birth Data for Mildred:Birth Date........... July 9, 1984Birth Location..... Mercy Hospital, ILSun Sign............ CancerChapter 1: Mildred's astrological profileSun in CancerWhen Mildred was born, the Sun was in the Sign Cancer, the Healer. Mildred has a powerful imagination, combined with a remarkable ability to tune into someone's deepest self and to make people feel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/111775500350405878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/111775500350405878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111775500350405878' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-111700528994397717</id><published>2005-05-24T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T11:51:28.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ROAD TRIP 2005Niagra Falls:Chicago:The hospital where I was born!Badlands National Park:Mt Rushmore:What the sign says..Hot Springs!Bisons crossing!Snow in Utah..Snow capped mountains.. in May?San Francisco:Lombard St: The most crooked street in the world..Shivering on the Golden Gate Bridge..Uh-huh..Swings on the beach..Death Valley Desert - highest mean temp in the western hemisphere!Las Vegas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/111700528994397717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/111700528994397717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111700528994397717' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-111656883277918421</id><published>2005-05-16T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T12:58:36.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well well well.. summer has come and my wonderful stint as an exchange student has officially ended. The past four months at Penn State has been nothing short of an enriching learning experience and outlet for self-discovery.I've picked up some Spanish and Korean,tolerated the intolerable roommate, learned how to operate a coffee maker,realized that it's best that you dont 'eat all u can' at '</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/111656883277918421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/111656883277918421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111656883277918421' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-111263380312012054</id><published>2005-04-04T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T17:27:44.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMigoD.. just when i was wondering about where my fave band went.....Rob Thomas' brand new solo album launches APRIL 19th!!!I'm telling ya.. i've got groupie vibes.. I mean for all these quiet months, why izzit that i decided to Google him TODAY? HuH?!Vibes.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/111263380312012054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/111263380312012054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111263380312012054' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-111225576917722679</id><published>2005-03-30T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T23:56:09.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey hey.. tdy was such a beautiful day!The sun has come back to State College, PA!!I walked in for one of my lectures and there was a huge sign on the projector:"Class cancelled! Enjoy the sunshine!"and so i did ;)Everyone was just lazing ard the grass, the steps, the on ledges.. basically anywhere vaguely flat and out in the sun.. tanning with texbooks on their faces.. some were even prepared by</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/111225576917722679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/111225576917722679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111225576917722679' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-111060686778110946</id><published>2005-03-11T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T23:42:02.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*{Spring Break newflash...}*  Hey guys!!! the trips been incredible so far.. dont have much time to do a full update but so far I owe u guys a huge update on:    Daytona Beach, Florida + Bike Week 2005 (Harley-Davidsons galore!)    13 Beach babes and boys at volleyball and captain's ball        MAJOR outlet mall shopping (i love GUESS.)  random Korean lessons, eg. "bitchygayhonda" 13 people in 2 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/111060686778110946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/111060686778110946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111060686778110946' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-111060987604638183</id><published>2005-03-05T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T22:44:36.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[snowboarding pictures]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/111060987604638183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/111060987604638183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111060987604638183' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110995545748934698</id><published>2005-03-04T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T08:57:37.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went snowboarding today... :)...and now i cannot move :XPictures up *ow* when i can move again.. *ow* ;)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110995545748934698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110995545748934698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110995545748934698' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110965758743444592</id><published>2005-02-28T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T22:15:38.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's hard to type without shuddering when my roommate's being all mushy and horny with her boyfriend on the phone.. but we can't stop the world for that now can we?In anycase, Sade (my roommate) and i had a great time tonight.. sat though 5 hours of work* today (we usually only do 4) so it was quite an accomplishment..* I'm an MBNA creditcard monster by night.. (telesales)Anyways, yeah so it was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110965758743444592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110965758743444592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110965758743444592' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110962539545577183</id><published>2005-02-28T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T13:16:35.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can't reach.Can't touch.Can't see.Can't tell.Still want.Still try.Still wait.Still there.Don't feel.Don't hear.Don't know.Don't think.Don't fear, still here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110962539545577183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110962539545577183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110962539545577183' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110962244314584507</id><published>2005-02-28T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T12:28:52.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey people!My blog just got its first asshole! (excuse the bad word, but required for description) Anyways, lemme update you people on the last few days..My roommate's in some frat.. and the other day as i walked into our room, these 2 other girls frm her frat were there and they covered our entire room in porn. Playboy and Penthouse pinups. There were pink silly string, XL condoms, candy, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110962244314584507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110962244314584507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110962244314584507' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110926405433890251</id><published>2005-02-24T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T08:57:08.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need to be at peace with myself.I cant sleep at night and i cant wake up in the morning.There's too much uncertainty, jealousy, desire, and regret.There're things I need to let go of.I need to stop reading other people's lives and be content with my own.In attempt to save my mind,I am going to stop swearing.Everytime I feel the urge to I'll be reminded of all the things I need to change about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110926405433890251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110926405433890251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110926405433890251' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110922236862945179</id><published>2005-02-23T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T21:19:28.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Knock it over, patch it backIt doesn't matter you'll still look backWhen your confusions reveal, and your needs come clearYou won't know which to leave or takeTo take what's real and leave what's dearOr trust tempation and swallow fearSleep tonight and let the silent tear guideThe path of your heart and that of your mindPray you wake to decisionAnd find the right directionFree anger, hate and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110922236862945179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110922236862945179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110922236862945179' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110909723086019995</id><published>2005-02-22T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T10:33:50.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I´m not afraid of anything in this worldThere´s nothing you can throw at me that I haven´t already heardI´m just trying to find a decent melodyA song that I can sing in my own companyI never thought you were a foolBut darlin´, look at you oh ohYou gotta stand up straightCarry your own weightThese tears are going nowhereBabyYou´ve got to get yourself toghetherYou´ve got stuck in a moment and now </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110909723086019995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110909723086019995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110909723086019995' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110852729107438499</id><published>2005-02-15T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T20:14:51.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey! My online album for my photos here in Penn state is finally up!! Just click on [PennState!] under Photographs in the column on the right :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110852729107438499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110852729107438499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110852729107438499' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110818603250867025</id><published>2005-02-11T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:35:30.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shane sent me roses!!!! .. and i've obviously been playing with my camera too much.. ;)Happy Valentines Day, baby!! I really didn't expect these.. now i know why you asked for my 'exact' city... I've never received a bouquet of such huge red roses before.. and in the mail too!! *hug*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110818603250867025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110818603250867025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110818603250867025' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110775803348248729</id><published>2005-02-06T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T22:33:53.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Juan ________ con su novia en la clase de historia.A. hablaB. montaC. habloD. montoi put b. and got it wrong.cuz that means ''Juan is riding his girlfriend in history class." i think that's the funniest spanish mistake i made so far.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110775803348248729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110775803348248729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110775803348248729' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110764491264455417</id><published>2005-02-05T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T16:57:39.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey people check this out!  ~VALENTINE'S DAY FLOWERS~   12 roses or 9 tulips: $47 24 roses: $626-8 lilies: $43  all colours (yes, even blue)$6-8 for delivery   Mail pieceofdipshite@yahoo.com with name and number for photos/enquiries/orders  Yup, my friend Rox is the one behind all this.. shes really artistic and all the bouquets shes done for me before were incredible! She also agreed that if you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110764491264455417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110764491264455417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110764491264455417' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110715694808255500</id><published>2005-01-30T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T23:37:28.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sad.. though i should be sleeping.. and you'd think i would have a word more precise than 'sad'.. but i cant think of one right now.Feeling crappy.. I think i miss home..America's great but i need to be with the people i love.. My playlist is one of the few things that hasnt changed but there's only so much music can do to create the illusion of sameness.. listening to sappy songs</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110715694808255500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110715694808255500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110715694808255500' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110678025293572411</id><published>2005-01-26T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T19:13:48.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The American Dorms Stereotypes..you better believe it.I stay in a dorm (dormitory, hall, hostel, on-campus housing, whatever) a girls' dorm to be exact. Its been about a month since i moved in but it didnt take long for things to start 'taking shape'.On the first saturday night, I was a good girl, came back from a party sober (as always) and tried to sleep early, ard 3. Notice 'tried'. Cuz</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110678025293572411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110678025293572411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110678025293572411' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110612271737934944</id><published>2005-01-18T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T00:18:37.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was just thinking.. is there a difference between what's 'the best' and what is 'perfect'?And if there was, which one is better?Maybe 'perfection' is simply something we perceive to be possible.. sometimes it exists in reality, sometimes only in our imagination. But 'the best', on the other hand is something that does exist.. cuz when the rest is beat, it can (and does) become, 'the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110612271737934944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110612271737934944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110612271737934944' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110582153795766117</id><published>2005-01-15T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T13:49:25.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I HATE YOU BLOGGER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I just wrote and edited and added pictures about the last 3 weeks of my life and u TOOK IT ALL AWAY!!!!! For the SECOND TIME TODAY!! UGH!Freakin pissed now.. no mood to sound cheery.. but its not y'alls fault so i should try.. DAMN!Im just gonna repeat myself now.. hate that. Bleah.Ok so incase u STILL dont know, Im in Penn State University now and have</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110582153795766117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110582153795766117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110582153795766117' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110460023406788582</id><published>2005-01-01T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T09:23:54.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey everyone!! Happy new year!!Ok dont have alota time but here's a quick update..I'm in NewJersey/NewYork now (been travelling back and forth) and so far i've been to:Central ParkThe Metropolitan Museum of ArtChinatownTimes Squareand I've a new handphone number: (215) 200-5537My Singapore number will not be roamed for much longer and will become my bro's line.And I wanna thank</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110460023406788582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110460023406788582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110460023406788582' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110417039526478128</id><published>2004-12-27T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T23:06:10.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thank you God for a wonderful Christmas :)Incase u wanted to know.. and maybe gimme a hug *grin*..I'm leaving on:29th Dec1035pm Korean Air flight KE 642QTerminal 1 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110417039526478128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110417039526478128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110417039526478128' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110357110045604302</id><published>2004-12-20T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T11:31:40.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And I *finally* put up the Christmas Tree!! haha</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110357110045604302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110357110045604302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110357110045604302' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110356937109927589</id><published>2004-12-20T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T11:07:25.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just came back from 2 gatherings at Cafe Cartel: 1st 3 months JC friends and Larry's Birthday.. -hey time's running out so forgive me for two-timing my dinners ;)-but FIRST Shane and i go pet shopping.. we choose something for each other that we think shows resemblance.This is Marie the pretty kitty and me :)This Pooh and Shane.. though for some reason neither looks too happy *hug*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110356937109927589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110356937109927589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110356937109927589' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110304033480954480</id><published>2004-12-14T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T09:04:22.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Too busy to write.. but i realized that this blog is a bit picture starved.. so here's a mini photo diary: :)Here's me. The only girl on Sentosa that day who wasnt going to Zoukout in the evening.. No, i was out with my family. *hmm*Ooh and a rare glimpse of me actually in action..Shane's (ok, Reverie's) gig at Youth Park on Saturday:Keith and Shane.. uh oh - where'd his hand go</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110304033480954480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110304033480954480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110304033480954480' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110258351563676628</id><published>2004-12-08T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T01:24:10.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK, so exams are over and im supposed to be really happy and having the time of my life.. but i wasn't.. with the exception of Martiniboo's birthday party which was really nice and lounge-y, I was stuck with my uncle Henry visiting from London.. Oh he's the nice guy who bought me my Tiffany bracelet, but the way and rate he talks is just *ugh* irritating (to be nice).If you offer him pizza, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110258351563676628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110258351563676628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110258351563676628' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110131688629102206</id><published>2004-11-24T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T20:03:47.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>24 Nov: Cognitive Psychology                Statistics I27 Nov: Structure of Sounds and Words29 Nov: Social Variation in English01 Dec: Social PsychologyFinishing soon, Mil.. Just started, but finishing soon..Just took my Cognitive Psych exam paper today.. and I made up a couple of psychological terms when i answered my questions.. Not intentionally; I really thought they existed</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110131688629102206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110131688629102206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110131688629102206' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110131837925768276</id><published>2004-11-22T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T09:47:34.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok people, in the spirit of exam time, I shall now give out the answers to the quiz you all should have done:  (correct answers staring at you and numbers indicate how many people chose it)  1. What's my favorite drink in the list below?Baileys 3Jackfruit + Durian punch 0Milo 16Strawberry Crush 7Bloody Mary's 02. Who's my favourite soccer player?Fernando Morientes 13Ahn Jung Hwan 0</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110131837925768276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110131837925768276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110131837925768276' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-110080724337495853</id><published>2004-11-18T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T11:49:43.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so messed up:In my bathroom, these things are located near each other:a) toothpaste/contact lenss solution/b) shampoo/ conditioner/ facial washc) soap/ shaving geld) laundry basket/ trash can/ toilet bowlOver the last week I:-Sprinkled contact lens solution on my toothbrush in the morning-Thrown trash in my laundry basket.-Almost threw my underwear in the toilet bowl-Thought my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110080724337495853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/110080724337495853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110080724337495853' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109819834848944818</id><published>2004-10-19T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T11:49:08.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know how they say:"Oh she's so nice, she wouldn't even hurt an ant.." ?Well i hesitated to kill some ants today.. so am I nice? *blink-blink*Hee now since we've all agreed on that, here's what I really wanted to say..I saw a trail of ants in my bathroom today (there usually arent any) .. though it was sparse, they were a very cooperative line of ants... you know, they march in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109819834848944818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109819834848944818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109819834848944818' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109732674234381882</id><published>2004-10-09T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T08:56:50.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I do something like this once a year.. but most of the results don't change much.. here goes.. in random order::: 13 Random Favorites ::1: Milo and Oreos2. Panadol Menstrual3. Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Ice Cream4. money5. good hair days6. Keanu Reeves, Kristin Kreuk7. concealer/blush/eyelash curler (these belong together)8. broadband and airconditioning (these belong together too, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109732674234381882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109732674234381882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109732674234381882' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109731940949492276</id><published>2004-10-09T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T04:05:24.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heh, I sent this to my mom just now:A mother passing by her daughter's bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then she saw an envelope propped up prominently on the center of the bed. It was addressed,"Mom."With the worst premonition, she opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands: Dear Mom,It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109731940949492276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109731940949492276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109731940949492276' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109726146385207392</id><published>2004-10-08T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T12:27:04.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>L-O-V-E.. spelled out!Interesting bits from the touchy-feely chapter of Social Psychology..3 Types of Primary Love:Eros - self-disclosing passionLudus - uncommited game-playingStorge - friendship(Combinations will form Secondary Love, example: Eros + Ludus = Mania)  Components of Love:Passionate Love = intimacy (liking) + passion (infatuation)Fatuous Love = passion + commitment (empty</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109726146385207392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109726146385207392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109726146385207392' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109672549917652992</id><published>2004-10-02T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T06:58:19.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Literally PINK....and its deeper than you think ;)PS: Do singapore army guys wear dogtags too?? Just curious.. *hee*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109672549917652992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109672549917652992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109672549917652992' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109656650179153446</id><published>2004-09-30T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T10:50:24.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wanna watch Pearl Harbor again..*dreamy smitten sigh* </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109656650179153446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109656650179153446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109656650179153446' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109639481388129316</id><published>2004-09-28T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T11:09:10.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm a proud groupie *wink*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109639481388129316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109639481388129316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109639481388129316' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109613462760409832</id><published>2004-09-25T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T10:55:53.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello world... dont really feel like blogging.. but i just spent HALF an HOUR removing make-up.. (longest i've ever taken).. and im EXPERIENCED.. on the flip side, i just shot my first commercial shoot :)but its only gonna be shown in hongkong *heh*update more when i actually get the clip and stills frm the producer..by the way, i think i look a bit worse than usual..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109613462760409832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109613462760409832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109613462760409832' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109526506245626112</id><published>2004-09-15T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T09:27:06.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Giving tuition. At first I was afraid - I was petrified - kept thinking how I'd handle those questions that i actually didnt know. But I spent so many nights thinking how I wanted cash.. and now i have it, and even learned to get along :)I give 8hrs of English tuition per week to 3 Korean kids:1. girl, 6 - fast learner, yet stubborn, chatty, and very indignant.2. boy, 11 - lazy, apathetic</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109526506245626112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109526506245626112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109526506245626112' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109501170891305811</id><published>2004-09-12T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T12:17:20.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I couldn't help it... besides.. you said i COULD:[spastic ponytail photo taken off... cuz shane was hysterical when he found out i posted it.. apparently i misread the previous entry's comment box and thot 'mel' was shane.. and therefore his consent.. and i was wrong *heh* So for those of u who missed it.. hehe too bad :)  MEL!! im in so much trouble because of you!! *pooie*]This was while </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109501170891305811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109501170891305811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109501170891305811' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109491884188927483</id><published>2004-09-11T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T21:24:45.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was a good day =) ( ..and for a September 11th too) *hee*Firstly, it was payday from tuition.. and then I made my own breakfast: a homemade 'Banana with Peanut Butter, Honey and Whipped Cream Crepe' ala Marche - but better .*wink*Then Shane came over and we went tanning (and pretty much played lasertag with our camera phones) by my pool. Here's a shot of my baby angel:Cute, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109491884188927483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109491884188927483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109491884188927483' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109431096706407521</id><published>2004-09-04T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T08:16:07.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All right girls.. 'fess up.. everyones gotta have been through something at least REMOTELY as traumatic as this.. and if you're still holding your little nose up high denying it, then ur just trying to act prissy.Only a woman will TRULY relate to the following, but it's a "hoot" for all! My mother was a fanatic about public bathrooms. When I was a little girl, she'd take me into the stall,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109431096706407521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109431096706407521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109431096706407521' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109361916544931225</id><published>2004-08-27T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T08:06:05.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Show me a smile then,Don't be unhappy, can't rememberWhen I last saw you laughingIf this world makes you crazyAnd you've taken all you can bearYou call me upBecause you know I'll be thereAnd I see your true colorsShining throughI see your true colorsAnd that's why I love youSo don't be afraid to let them showYour true colorsTrue colors are beautiful,Like a rainbowLots of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109361916544931225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109361916544931225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109361916544931225' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109353794668417988</id><published>2004-08-26T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T09:38:06.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Time for another random episode of ....... "MSN Cut &amp; Paste" ! (I know i know.. if its 'time for it' then its not 'random'.. but just lemme pass this time)Today's guest: 'Drunk on Ovaltine rOx'And your wonderful host: 'MiLocholic MiL********** haha i was gonna ask if u were free to eat lunch or hang tmr but i got a bit sian suddenly cos im trying to finish up an essay. one day we might </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109353794668417988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109353794668417988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109353794668417988' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109344537189389412</id><published>2004-08-25T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T07:54:15.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's lecture in Social Variation in English was on "Ethnicity and Multilingualism". The following article was looked at and, for the same reasons that Nat enjoyed her lecture on Islamic Law, I found it really interesting:"Singlish is lame"Suzanne Walker, 34, who has been in the radio industry for 11 years, has been called "irritating" and "pretentious" by listeners.Her radio voice is a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109344537189389412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109344537189389412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109344537189389412' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109308865925372232</id><published>2004-08-21T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T04:44:19.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Window ShopperRandom Gentle Love Dreamer (RGLDf)    Loving, hopeful, open. Likely to carry on an romance from afar. You are The Window Shopper.     You take love as opportunities come, which can lead to a high-anxiety, but high-flying romantic life. You're a genuinely sweet person, not saccharine at all, so it's likely that the relationships you have had and will have will be happy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109308865925372232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109308865925372232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109308865925372232' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109302188565103241</id><published>2004-08-20T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T03:56:47.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was a good day i guess.. ..got a ride to school frm a friend (another OC lover i might add)..lessons ended at 12..met Shane for lunch..fell asleep in the library..played squash/bridge with my OG !..had dinner at GenkiSushi with Shane, Yingshuang, Larry, Clemmie, and Mindy..and had the bill on the house (long story)..Shane sent me home *hug*..cleaned out my old Sociology notes and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109302188565103241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109302188565103241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109302188565103241' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109250541918555389</id><published>2004-08-14T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T11:05:34.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crawling in the dark...Just came back from the Hoobastank concert (courtesy of free tix frm Nat, thanks babe!).. well the lead singer had a hot tamale body and the guitarist looks like mark mcgrath.. but the security and authorities were SUCH nasty asses.. Standing with the $59 crowd, we were like placed like miles away from the stage and could barely see the widescreen.. not that there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109250541918555389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109250541918555389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109250541918555389' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3902760.post-109228199146670364</id><published>2004-08-11T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T20:48:07.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes i wonder.. where do all my hits come from? I mean i know SOME people come regularly.. but 100+ hits a day? do i know so many people? and if they're blog hoppers from faraway, how far away?Leave a comment the next time you visit guys! Mil would just like to know who dropped by and say 'thanks!' :)Anyways, went to Wala's last night with Nat and caught Shane's band.. they're so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109228199146670364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3902760/posts/default/109228199146670364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretendreality.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109228199146670364' title=''/><author><name>girlnumber20</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10330813325025665481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
