<?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-5604519694040067808</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:00:37.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bomb-shell</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-4653203733587997656</id><published>2010-12-29T02:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T02:18:13.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chasing cars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how do i stress this upon you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know im not wasting my time getting back together with you, but you dont seem to understand me as well as i thought you do.&lt;br /&gt;how do i even pen this all down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is just a blur, and thoughts in my head, they're in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;you dont understand that in a relationship, both parties give and take.&lt;br /&gt;not everything can be done your way.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i dont agree to your ways and i just want you to be able to give in and make me happy. because i would do anything for you in a heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, maybe thats where im going wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have my own views too on how a relationship should work.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes, i just wish you would hear me out and give in to my own ideas of how a relationship functions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no, you always think you're right and wont listen to anything i say about us.&lt;br /&gt;well guess what, you might not always be right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh godddddddd im so damn confused right now(again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for gods sakes, im just like another other girl who wants normal things in a freaking relationship!&lt;br /&gt;but even that, i cant have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;why am i so different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish you could understand me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-4653203733587997656?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/4653203733587997656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/12/chasing-cars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/4653203733587997656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/4653203733587997656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/12/chasing-cars.html' title='chasing cars'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-3784801813290349234</id><published>2010-12-27T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T01:38:45.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is getting out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;ive been eating every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need and have to starve again, go to hell with the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-8689583855203177335</id><published>2010-11-04T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T01:06:35.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today was a nice suprise.&lt;br /&gt;never expected it, AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he told me he was gonna pick me up at my place, and at first i thought it was weird cos why would he want to take a bus when i could actually use the car, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i waited for him and suprise! he got his license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;finally.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy for him, finally after 3 practical tests, he got his license. :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a safe trip later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-8689583855203177335?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/8689583855203177335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/11/lovely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/8689583855203177335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/8689583855203177335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/11/lovely.html' title='lovely'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-6584498946236461708</id><published>2010-10-28T00:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T02:08:59.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trick or treat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so a few weeks back, i went to halloween horrors at night safari with my cousins and their friends. (omg i feel like im writing a composition) but ok ANYWAY right(omg u notice not that i have TONS of anyway in my blogposts? k back to my topic..) i think everyone should go at least once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway(see, anyway again) im kinda bummed that i cant go halloween-ing with my bffs this weekend. i have a freakin chalet to attend! and speaking of which, i have like TONS(shit i can forsee 'tons' becoming my next 'IT' word in my blog) of chalet invitations for the next few months. sigh...i know right, im too popular. HAHAHAHA k joking ah(actually not really)(actually yeah i am) (GOD LUBNA STOP TYPING DOWN EVERYTHING THAT UR THINKING!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant help it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great now im just talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just upload pictures la ok? easier for me and my little mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg what if i have a freaking split personality or something..i just read about it in a magazine yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures from halloween horrors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=33448_10150298861425641_834080640_15100048_6431472_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/33448_10150298861425641_834080640_15100048_6431472_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=33467_10150298753095641_834080640_15096741_5623557_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/33467_10150298753095641_834080640_15096741_5623557_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love my horns! ha.haha.hahahhaa. im pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=33546_10150298753010641_834080640_15096739_934076_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/33546_10150298753010641_834080640_15096739_934076_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i just really wanna show my horns off. HAH. funny lubna!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=33580_10150298814630641_834080640_15098338_2712644_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/33580_10150298814630641_834080640_15098338_2712644_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my face doesnt show it, but i was SUPER excited when we went in this place. so..leopard-y!(although its zebra prints)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=33598_10150298786535641_834080640_15097560_6754379_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/33598_10150298786535641_834080640_15097560_6754379_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your father. yeah, urs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=33601_10150298752890641_834080640_15096737_6869234_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/33601_10150298752890641_834080640_15096737_6869234_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma hornsssssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=33679_10150298755870641_834080640_15096826_4423418_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/33679_10150298755870641_834080640_15096826_4423418_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=33690_10150298796160641_834080640_15097772_5763097_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/33690_10150298796160641_834080640_15097772_5763097_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; the ghost that was supposedly making moaning sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=33749_10150298856265641_834080640_15099815_700818_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/33749_10150298856265641_834080640_15099815_700818_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god cant believe im doing this so late at night alone downstairs in my living room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=33750_10150298837375641_834080640_15099039_2919234_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/33750_10150298837375641_834080640_15099039_2919234_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=33898_10150298759575641_834080640_15096919_516386_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/33898_10150298759575641_834080640_15096919_516386_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not, the young girl at the bottom left of the picture is jihaan, my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=33933_10150298765610641_834080640_15097037_805027_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/33933_10150298765610641_834080640_15097037_805027_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=34398_10150298853975641_834080640_15099714_7286758_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/34398_10150298853975641_834080640_15099714_7286758_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36141_10150298842675641_834080640_15099297_3114890_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/36141_10150298842675641_834080640_15099297_3114890_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36169_10150298862765641_834080640_15100130_244448_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/36169_10150298862765641_834080640_15100130_244448_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36170_10150298853230641_834080640_15099690_7262444_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/36170_10150298853230641_834080640_15099690_7262444_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36175_10150310014100271_530370270_15740063_1903756_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/36175_10150310014100271_530370270_15740063_1903756_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL at luthfi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=37123_10150310013135271_530370270_15740035_7970218_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/37123_10150310013135271_530370270_15740035_7970218_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=37134_10150298802260641_834080640_15097998_1993861_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/37134_10150298802260641_834080640_15097998_1993861_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=37145_10150298765405641_834080640_15097033_6404414_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/37145_10150298765405641_834080640_15097033_6404414_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=37209_10150298863450641_834080640_15100176_5885966_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/37209_10150298863450641_834080640_15100176_5885966_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all 12 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=37922_10150298802925641_834080640_15098020_6650215_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/37922_10150298802925641_834080640_15098020_6650215_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maciam farah. *runs away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=37949_10150298766575641_834080640_15097072_3577344_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/37949_10150298766575641_834080640_15097072_3577344_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=39545_10150298800450641_834080640_15097918_7675359_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/39545_10150298800450641_834080640_15097918_7675359_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=39554_10150298765490641_834080640_15097035_2008964_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/39554_10150298765490641_834080640_15097035_2008964_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=39604_10150298759145641_834080640_15096910_1067406_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/39604_10150298759145641_834080640_15096910_1067406_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=40724_10150298779895641_834080640_15097380_310491_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/40724_10150298779895641_834080640_15097380_310491_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg sia WTH was i doing sia?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=40744_10150298791970641_834080640_15097721_6901502_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/40744_10150298791970641_834080640_15097721_6901502_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol mir looks like a ghost himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=40890_10150298851295641_834080640_15099608_862572_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/40890_10150298851295641_834080640_15099608_862572_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people wanna kill her also she can still smile so wide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=40911_10150298796855641_834080640_15097794_4874215_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/40911_10150298796855641_834080640_15097794_4874215_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=44172_10150298759615641_834080640_15096920_4723337_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/44172_10150298759615641_834080640_15096920_4723337_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=44189_10150298751290641_834080640_15096700_5610599_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/44189_10150298751290641_834080640_15096700_5610599_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=59610_10150298756145641_834080640_15096837_2187222_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/59610_10150298756145641_834080640_15096837_2187222_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/?action=view&amp;amp;current=33668_10150298810750641_834080640_15098224_3445537_n1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halloween/33668_10150298810750641_834080640_15098224_3445537_n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive resized the pictures, but if they somehow dont turn out right, as in too big, then NOT MY FAULT AH.&lt;br /&gt;okay thats it my fingers are getting tired already!&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna go check freaking facebook.&lt;br /&gt;goodmight everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodmight= goodnight+goodmorning.&lt;br /&gt;cute right, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;luby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-6584498946236461708?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/6584498946236461708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/10/trick-or-treat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Every girl has 3 guys in her life.&lt;br /&gt;The one she loves,&lt;br /&gt;the one she hates,&lt;br /&gt;and the one she cant live without.&lt;br /&gt;And in the end,&lt;br /&gt;they're all the same guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know who's mine.&lt;br /&gt;Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-8821331561742988991?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/8821331561742988991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/10/every-girl-has-3-guys-in-her-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/8821331561742988991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/8821331561742988991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/10/every-girl-has-3-guys-in-her-life.html' title=''/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-6877603696987378927</id><published>2010-10-18T02:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T02:33:37.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why, hello there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im really in no mood to blog but i feel kinda guilty what with the lack of posts and all...so here i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway i had my graduation ceremony 2 days back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND BTW, it was so frustrating for me cos i actually thought u couldnt wear heels...but noooo actually u COULD. and oh guess what? many people didnt exactly follow the attire rules..BUT I DID AND I ENDED UP LOOKING LIKE A WAITRESS. GOD. THE HORROR OF IT ALL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but either way, here are the pictures! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0234.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0234.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is wenbin, my classmate since last year! we werent really close last yr, but THIS YEAR, we've been exceptionally close. in short, he's my MDIS boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0209.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0209.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0216.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0216.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0218.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0218.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my two best boys in school!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0219.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0219.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0220.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0220.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0221.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0221.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kelly and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0223.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0223.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the coolest lecturer around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0224.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0224.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0226.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0226.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0228.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0228.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0230.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0230.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0231.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0231.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0235.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0235.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0236.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0236.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0237.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0237.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0238.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0238.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;see i TOLD ya'll he's my boyfriend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0239.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0239.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0240.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/CIMG0240.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i have so many things to blog about actually, but....i cant possibly put it all down here cos...CERTAIN people might read it. aiya so leceh you know. but nvm, if u guys kepo wanna know COME BE MY BEST FRIEND. i tell them everything. EVERYTHING. every single detail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i even tell them when i...okay nevermind. some things are better left unsaid =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; it feels ...strange. not as in strange strange kinda strange but just, strange. i mean, we've not been in contact for quite a while but then now we've started talking again and yeah we have met once or twice and it feels..strange. and thats not a bad thing, i think. i mean, i dont see him as a stranger. he will never be a stranger to me, but it just feels strange. im sure people who used to read my old blog know who im talking about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my head is like...totally clouded with all these negative thoughts which i SHOULD NOT be having but i just cant help it. i can be such a pessimist sometimes. why do i allow myself to be hurt by all these thoughts? why am i doing this to myself? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh godddddd help me through this predicament that im in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its 2.30. i SHOULD be sleeping, but im not. i have such an unhealthy habit of sleeping at 5am everynight! would i still even call it night? i wish my body clock would return back to normal, but that would mean waking up at...11am. and that sucks cos that means i would have more time awake, which in turn would mean more time  just....wasting time. see? i AM in a predicament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why dont i sound bitchy anymore in my blog nowadays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAVE I LOST MY...blogging ability to bitch? or is it..my bitching ability to blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AHH either way, i know whats being a bitch right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my MSN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-6877603696987378927?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/6877603696987378927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-hello-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/6877603696987378927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/6877603696987378927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-hello-there.html' title='why, hello there.'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-4560799210874948942</id><published>2010-10-08T02:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T02:17:26.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing feels right when im not with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if my life was how it was back then, everything would be so easy...&lt;br /&gt;i miss it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-4560799210874948942?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/4560799210874948942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/10/nothing-feels-right-when-im-not-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/4560799210874948942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/4560799210874948942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/10/nothing-feels-right-when-im-not-with.html' title='nothing feels right when im not with you'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-3594491989374971394</id><published>2010-09-27T00:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T01:38:58.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/TJ964dCdXLI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZeoMIaF7O-s/s1600/61590_10150287905845641_834080640_14862383_2587876_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/TJ964dCdXLI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZeoMIaF7O-s/s320/61590_10150287905845641_834080640_14862383_2587876_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521266778465721522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall upload more raya pics soon.&lt;br /&gt;but for now, i have something really important to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, ok uhm, how do i start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think i shall just write down whatever that comes to my head, so pardon me if the story gets a little...sidetracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whatever that is written down here is nothing but the absolute truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have a confession to make. well, it might not be a big of a deal to some, but it is to me.&lt;br /&gt;but for the past...2 weeks, ive been in contact with a guy, who already has a girlfriend. oh dont get me wrong, i didnt know he has a girlfriend till i found out through facebook.&lt;br /&gt;so, my obvious reaction was to confront him about it and lose all contact immediately.&lt;br /&gt;and that was what i did.&lt;br /&gt;well, i tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, so he fessed up about having a girlfriend, but, as usual, he also told me that his relationship with his girlfriend was really unsteady.  you know, the usual 'oh-i-dont-have-feelings-for-her-anymore-and-i-really-want-to-get-to-know-you" bullcrap. and i bought it. i actually bought it.&lt;br /&gt;god lub how dumb can you be sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, we continued talking and yes, i admit there was some flirting going on as well. but the weird thing is, i dont have feelings for him. at all.&lt;br /&gt;i think the reason why i continued talking to him was because he gave me the attention that i wanted. i know that sounds really shallow and superficial, but then again, who doesnt want attention? no, who doesnt NEED attention? come on, we all crave a little attention every once in a while,yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, dont i feel guilty? HELL YES i did. each time we talked i made sure i would fit in the topic of his girlfriend in.  i even told him to work things out with his girlfriend, cos i told him he would regret it if he really breaks up with her.&lt;br /&gt;but yes, we still continued talking each night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today, i finally caught up with a girl friend of mine whom i havent met in MONTHS. so, we were talking and stuff and i told her all about this guy with the girlfriend. turns out, SHE went through the same thing before, but of course with a different guy la. and she just told me to stop everything completely, before it gets out of hand. so we talked and talked and talked and i realised, no, im not that kinda girl who goes around breaking relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna lie, but i have friends who have been cheated on by their partners and its really heartbreaking to see them having to go through such shit in their lives. maybe other girls can do it, but i cant. im not like them. i dont want to be the cause of a broken relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...in a few minutes time im going to call him and let him know that we should stop all the talking and that he should just concentrate on working things out with his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;omg i sound like some aunt agony giving people advice and all hehe but I AM SERIOUS OK PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidenote: and to you, where are you? please hurry and stop your games. i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-3594491989374971394?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/3594491989374971394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/09/where-are-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/3594491989374971394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/3594491989374971394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/09/where-are-you.html' title='where are you?'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/TJ964dCdXLI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZeoMIaF7O-s/s72-c/61590_10150287905845641_834080640_14862383_2587876_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-6145925019774823077</id><published>2010-09-14T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T01:19:16.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waliao</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss you. i really, miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit nooooo this canNOT happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-6145925019774823077?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/6145925019774823077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/09/waliao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/6145925019774823077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/6145925019774823077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/09/waliao.html' title='waliao'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-1683134840811871977</id><published>2010-09-02T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T02:16:37.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iqah where are u</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WALIAOOOOOOOOO im so damn bored la omg .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;actually right, i think i should be sleeping. but i dont want to sleep cos i dont feel like it!! although i AM pretty sleepy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway its 2.10am and im in a really goofy-nonsense-idiotic mood suddenly, and i swear ive been talking nonsense for the past 10 minutes!! godd i really am so bored....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sigh see, must find boyfriend already la like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wah SIANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN u know, my eyelids are like shutting but I STILL DONT WANT TO SLEEEEEEEEEEP eh why ah im like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;omg my hands are like possessed i cant stop typing and i dont know what im typing exactly but it wont stop it just keeps going and going and going and ya pls maybe i should just get married EH WAHLAO CAN SOMEBODY PLEASE JUST ASK ME TO MARRY HIM ok wah im so tired yet still can type so much yeah i know omg im so sleepy shit la i dont want to walk up the stairs to my room very leceh u know, very SIAN u know yah i know its very sian wah i think i talk like an ahbeng ah when im sleepy hmmm i feel my eyes getting longer yeah people keep telling me that my eyes get longer when im sleepy so damn weird one lor wahlao shuld i go sleep ya maybe i shuld k lor bye ah i want to sleep wait actually no like quite fun eh type like this k la bye ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-1683134840811871977?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/1683134840811871977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/09/iqah-where-are-u.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/1683134840811871977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/1683134840811871977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/09/iqah-where-are-u.html' title='iqah where are u'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-5672297629356241445</id><published>2010-08-31T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T02:51:28.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to wax, or not to wax</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i know i know, my song is damn awesome right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im so in love with it, its like so....funky. (omg i used the word funky).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and it reminds me of charlie chaplin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and speaking of which, i saw someone today who has a moustache like charlie chaplin at...TANJONG KATONG COMPLEX. of all places to bump into a charlie chaplin lookalike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay so he doesnt exactly look like charlie chaplin but like he totally has the same moustache as him, or maybe even smaller in length but like...okay forget it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i think i wanna try leg waxing. either my arms or legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i cant do all! I CANT HANDLE TOO MUCH PAIN IN ONE DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so i was talking to tutty about this waxing thingy and she told me that i should stop shaving my arms and legs and instead try waxing at this spa she works at. it costs about 36 bucks i think for the legs. im not sure if thats pricey or not, cos ive never done waxing before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i really wantttttt to do it but im so goddamn scared! i know i will scream like crazy and it will be so PAISEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i could also just buy the normal waxing strips and do it at home. WHICH btw, ive tried but it doesnt really work for me cos i didnt do it properly. there were more screaming even BEFORE i took the strips out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and worse of all, it was my 15 yr old sister, (whom, btw, if you see her, you wouldnt think for a second that she knows anything about self-grooming) that taught me how to wax my legs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i think this conversation that i had with her would explain my experience at waxing for the first time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the conversation was in, of course, malay but ive translated everything into english for easier reading! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me: *talking to myself* shit i dont know how to use this thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jihaan(my sis): nvm i know..i use before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me: HUH? YOU use before? is it painful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jihaan: long time already la. ok la, first time abit shocking and i shouted abit only. i tried it in the morning when everyone was asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me: huh people sleep then u want to use? kk what do i do with this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jihaan: just paste la!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;---after ten minutes of finding the perfect spot to paste the strip on---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me: oh shit im so scared to pull it off!!! can i just like peel it slowly?? i dont want it to be painful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jihaan: eh later no effect la if u peel it slowly. nvm i do for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;danial(my bro): LUB I DO FOR YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me: NO NO NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! MOVEE AWAY!!!! it will hurt even more if someone else peels it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;---after five minutes of deciding if i should back out or not---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me: ok im gonna peel it off now..shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;danial: eh why you so kental lubna? *laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me: shit shit shit shit im so scared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;---- after another 5 minutes of everyone telling me to peel it of----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me: ok im gonna peel it now! ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jihaan: eh u havent even take it off!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me: ya doing it now...*proceeds to peel wax strip off* ARGHHHHHHH SHITTTTTTTTTT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me: eh how come like still the same??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jihaan: yalah, you didnt peel it off hard enough what, then shout so loud for nothing also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO YES people, that was how my first experience at waxing went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;can u just imagine HOW bad it would be if i did it at a shop? with someone ELSE peeling it off for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;god the horror...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i think im gonna do it...but i might need someone's arm for me to bite and pinch and scratch when it gets too painful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OOOOO just realised tokio hotel is on mtv!!! gotta go watch my beloved tom kaulitz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love ya'll!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-5672297629356241445?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/5672297629356241445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-wax-or-not-to-wax.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/5672297629356241445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/5672297629356241445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-wax-or-not-to-wax.html' title='to wax, or not to wax'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-3699361101113660789</id><published>2010-08-30T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T02:15:07.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EH HALO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n1434361338_30162252_9488.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/n1434361338_30162252_9488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a few days back, i was in the midst of posting an entry about how i felt at that point of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was really down, i felt like everyone was just being unfair to me, and i felt as though life was seriously pointless. i know, im not usually all "OMG i hate my life!" but honest to god, i really felt as if i had enough of living, and i just wanted to leave everyone and everything behind. it felt like it was the ONLY option left, and that if i were to go, things would be soo much better cos i wouldnt have to deal with everything that has been going on in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i care so much about the feelings of the people around me. i wouldnt want to hurt them intentionally with the words i say. thats why i think about what they might feel if i were to say something to them. but when it comes to me, people dont do that. they just say and do whatever they want to me without thinking how it might hurt me. yes, ive realised that im actually very vulnerable and i get hurt easily. why? why do people do that? do they really think i could take whatever they tell me? as cliche as this may sound, but i REALLY cant describe it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its like....WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK I AM. YOU COME TO ME TELLING ME ALL KINDS OF THINGS, THINKING I COULD DIGEST EVERYTHING YOU SAID? GOD IM ONLY FREAKING HUMAN. THINK ABOUT MY DAMN FEELINGS DAMMIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and im not only talking about one person, its A FEW. OMG SO GERAM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i still dont feel relieved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not everything is out yet. macam there's still things to say but i just cant be bothered already lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-3699361101113660789?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/3699361101113660789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/08/eh-halo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/3699361101113660789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/3699361101113660789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/08/eh-halo.html' title='EH HALO'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-4346830107768159368</id><published>2010-08-23T02:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T02:20:26.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breaking the rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Do you remember, we were sittin' there, by the water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You put your arm around me for the fist time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are the best thing that's ever been mine"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-4346830107768159368?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/4346830107768159368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/08/breaking-rules.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/4346830107768159368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/4346830107768159368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/08/breaking-rules.html' title='breaking the rules'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-3269182818819683847</id><published>2010-08-22T04:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T04:04:41.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats new?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;know what, im staying off boys for a while.&lt;br /&gt;and, im serious this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-3269182818819683847?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/3269182818819683847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/08/whats-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/3269182818819683847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/3269182818819683847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/08/whats-new.html' title='whats new?'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-1304137937688930913</id><published>2010-08-21T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T02:37:27.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;as you can see, ive been keeping myself busy for the past few days, hence the lack of posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i do have pictures though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but...old ones. pictures dating back from last year, lol. but they deserve a place in my blog cos ive not been uploading pictures much and these are pictures that have NOT been in my blog before. so, yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but not tonight, im so tired lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ive said this so many times before, and i'll say it again. ive lost my blogging touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i used to be able to blog every single day! about..random things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but of course, the random things that i used to blog about brought along MANY haters. HAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i remember at my old blog, i wrote about like ugly people and how only poor people go to discounted shops. HAHAH omg i was such a bitch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes, WAS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i dont talk like that anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, not openly at least =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and YES i do shop at discounted places. INFACT, i love it when my fav shopping outlets have sales ok! im a much nicer person now! honest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;seriously, i used to just blog about whatever that came to my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;at least now, i THINK first before typing everything out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eh BTW about this yog thingy thats going on..WALIAOOOOOOOOOOOOO the male athletes DAMN HOT OR WHAT! i hope they go around singapore to like shop or something. shiok like that can see them in real life! so what if they're younger than me, they freaking look like they're THIRTY lor. (must exaggerate abit lor). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i can just imagine me and iqah squirming and giggling like little schoolgirls staring at them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hmmm hopefully one super hot athlete from germany(tokio hotel FTW) comes along and asks for my number. then we would have this long-distance secret affair thing going on...omg so fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OR we could actually end up getting married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LAGI SHIOK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my kids would look so damn adorable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh but yalah, he's younger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*hopes dashed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;k anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;u guys should really go to this website!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.badyearbookphotos.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.badyearbookphotos.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I SWEAR I COULDNT STOP LAUGHING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its fkingggggggggggggggggggggg funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here are a few pictures! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=80shair.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/80shair.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is haidar in 2050 when she cant decide if she should have long or short hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=703f87bb-26cc-4782-8715-190b8c8dc2bf.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/703f87bb-26cc-4782-8715-190b8c8dc2bf.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this one no link but i think its hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=crosseye.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/crosseye.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is aisyah when she doesnt wear her glasses. so prettyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=halfhaircut.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/halfhaircut.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im just speechless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=malebelle.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/malebelle.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gone case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=mirrorpose.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/mirrorpose.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nadiah awie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l6f3dmezdD1qd1z7lo1_r1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l6f3dmezdD1qd1z7lo1_r1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;iqah's fling number 1. cos apparently she likes guys with thick lips. nak AMEK kau lips dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l6f3iitGzL1qd1z7lo1_r1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l6f3iitGzL1qd1z7lo1_r1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;farah's fling number 1. no reason why. they both match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l6ib76Y9GX1qd1z7lo1_r1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l6ib76Y9GX1qd1z7lo1_r1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is iqah in 2020. she just looks like a freaking vampire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l6ofynCv0f1qd1z7lo1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l6ofynCv0f1qd1z7lo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;iqah's fling number 2. looks like her type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l6ogbmZ4Th1qd1z7lo1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l6ogbmZ4Th1qd1z7lo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aisyah's fling number 1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l6qvu1ZXcW1qd1z7lo1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l6qvu1ZXcW1qd1z7lo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is haidar when she was 7 years old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l6v6hiHlXs1qd1z7lo1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l6v6hiHlXs1qd1z7lo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is also iqah. just look at all the things thats in her hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l6v7a9VWgK1qd1z7lo1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l6v7a9VWgK1qd1z7lo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me and iqah. baking sisters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l6v7u4Uvxg1qd1z7lo1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l6v7u4Uvxg1qd1z7lo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;farah's fling number 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l6y0zz2aPz1qd1z7lo1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l6y0zz2aPz1qd1z7lo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aisyah's fling number 2. cos she likes ang mohs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l700a6tOuH1qd1z7lo1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l700a6tOuH1qd1z7lo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;k give chance la. this one mine ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh not forgetting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=40066_1467951910888_1596270583_31151230_3158012_n.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/40066_1467951910888_1596270583_31151230_3158012_n.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;who needs boys when we have each other? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-1304137937688930913?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/1304137937688930913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/08/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/1304137937688930913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/1304137937688930913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/08/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-4420535246345543155</id><published>2010-08-13T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T00:48:07.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i really have nothing  to say, except, now i know i cant turn to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-4420535246345543155?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/4420535246345543155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/08/never-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/4420535246345543155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/4420535246345543155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/08/never-again.html' title='never again'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-4703728436764892912</id><published>2010-08-12T01:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T02:00:14.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wrap your world around me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"oh this life tried to keep us apart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you keep calling me back to your heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-4703728436764892912?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/4703728436764892912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/08/wrap-your-world-around-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/4703728436764892912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/4703728436764892912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/08/wrap-your-world-around-me.html' title='wrap your world around me'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-2560753078158026505</id><published>2010-08-02T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T00:31:48.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PERFECT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i know the PERFECT song for my husband to sing to me at my wedding!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i swear. its the PERFECT song ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maher Zain - For The Rest Of My Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p.s: i think im having like a heat stroke or something, from eating too much cempedak earlier in the evening! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-2560753078158026505?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/2560753078158026505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/08/perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/2560753078158026505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/2560753078158026505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/08/perfect.html' title='PERFECT'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-1963745892845246074</id><published>2010-08-01T02:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T03:11:22.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO LITTLE TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here's a list of the places i want to go to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so if any of you are going and would like to bring me along, OH PLEASE CALL ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dont worry, i can be fun to hang out with! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p.s: yes, my bffs, this is when u start calling me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) UNIVERSAL STUDIOS (notice this is at the top of the list)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) ICE SKATING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) ICE CREAM BUFFET AT ION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4) ZOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) SUSHI BUFFET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6) CAROUSEL DINNER BUFFET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7) RIDING ALL AROUND SINGAPORE (in a car)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8) CANDLELIGHT DINNER IN A CABLE CAR ( ya far i knw uve done this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9) MOUNT FABER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10) HAW PAR VILLA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11) FISH N CO (for the record, i hate fish, but i rly wanna go to this place)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok thats all i can think of right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haiya been wanting to do all of that but it just doesnt happennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;waliao u know, seriously waliaoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i know im talking crap right now. i think im just sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its 3am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im sleepy as hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i dont want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cos then i'll start thinking about things again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i dont want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so i dont want to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so i shall just carry on typing anything that comes to mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;like marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh god why do i always think of marriage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i wish i was like...23 or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and married. k maybe not married, but engaged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why am i so into marriage ah? i dont understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe i just want, a stable relationship. i know, a marriage cant even guarantee a stable relationship sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i just want to be married. and happy. and inlove.together with my kids(all 6 of them hehe).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hell if my husband wants more than 6, i'd be more than happy to reproduce! hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8 of us, a perfect family, beautiful mother, beautiful father, and 6 beautiful and wonderful children. all of us living in a farm away from the city. no stress, no worries. just us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and our life would be so simple. every morning, i would wake my husband up to go to work at the farm with a soft kiss on the cheek. and our children would go to a school nearby. when they come back home from school, we would have lunch together and they would tell me stories that happened in school. and in the afternoons, i would bake cookies and pastries for them and feed them while watching them play. and when my husband comes back from work during the evening, we would all have dinner together as a family and share stories. then we would watch television together, and when its time for the kids to go to bed, i would tuck them in one by one, reading bedtime stories. and when they have all fallen asleep, well....you know how it goes down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im such a dreamer yes la i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok im too sleepy alr. i should stop typing and get to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i cant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i dont want to....=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-1963745892845246074?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/1963745892845246074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-little-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/1963745892845246074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/1963745892845246074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-little-time.html' title='SO LITTLE TIME'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-8416574477971259386</id><published>2010-07-30T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T17:49:04.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BREATHE IN, BREATHE OUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i cant wait for later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no, i dont have any big plans or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i think i need this. some time by myself, calm myself down, and just focus on..myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im going to the beach, accompanied by macdonalds and my book. im looking forward to it actually, ive always wondered how people could actually just do that, but that sounds like a pretty good idea to me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i so need this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-8416574477971259386?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-3739644070182160151</id><published>2010-07-28T13:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T13:27:09.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OVER IT, AGAIN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i know, i make my mind up damn fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but, well, ive thought hard about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you dont matter, and you shouldnt matter anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im done with you, with everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ive put up with it for so long, and its time i pick myself up and start living my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;now, when i make my decisions, your opinion wont matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when i do something, i wont ask myself if you would like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i wont care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i.wont.give.a.shit.about.what.you.think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it would be hard adjusting to this major change that im all set to do, but i know im strong enough. i know i can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i just need you to stop, messing with my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-3739644070182160151?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/3739644070182160151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/07/over-it-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/3739644070182160151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/3739644070182160151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/07/over-it-again.html' title='OVER IT, AGAIN.'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-920762404331391146</id><published>2010-07-28T13:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T13:14:06.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;exactly, why?&lt;br /&gt;ive been asking this question alot lately(seems like i ask alot of questions eh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why, are you always there?&lt;br /&gt;why, do you keep staying?&lt;br /&gt;why, do i allow myself to be swayed by your emotions and opinions?&lt;br /&gt;why do i, keep coming back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, if its over, its over.&lt;br /&gt;why is it that whenever im about to do something, i think about what you might say?&lt;br /&gt;why do i always ask myself about what you would say and feel?&lt;br /&gt;its wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i want it to stop. so badly.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want you to matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ending, and im going to make it end.&lt;br /&gt;p.s: stop listening to brian adams. ditto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-920762404331391146?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/920762404331391146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/07/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/920762404331391146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/920762404331391146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/07/why.html' title='WHY?'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-7418214189776415960</id><published>2010-07-28T00:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T00:54:22.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO SICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i have quite a few pictures to upload, but photobucket is being a bitch on me, so....yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im currently reading this book called Quirkology by Richard Wiseman. Its realllllly good, its like psychology, but it doesnt just talk about how the mind works, its about navigating the oddities of human behaviour. For example, it involves researches on why different people wear a baseball cap a certain way and examined how many people it takes to start a Mexican wave. Stuff like that. Odd stuff. The little things we do which we think has no meaning, but in fact, has big truths behind them.&lt;br /&gt;sidenote: im a firm believer of astrology, but this book completely dashed my belief lor!!! waliaaaaaaaaaaao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im getting sick again. like literally sick. im having a 'bout of fluuuuuuuuu and a pretty bad cough. sigh. must be because of the rain. havent been bringing my umbrella out that much these past few days...hence the flu. i think.&lt;br /&gt;so boring. no one to complain to!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidenote: btw ah, why do people get sick after being caught in the rain? i seriously dont get it. i mean, its just water right? and it cant be dirty since its like...from the sky? isnt the sky supposed to be all natural and pure and stuff(i think hor)?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmmmm i sense a massive google search coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-7418214189776415960?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/7418214189776415960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-quite-few-pictures-to-upload-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/7418214189776415960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/7418214189776415960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-quite-few-pictures-to-upload-but.html' title='SO SICK'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-8233381295485322425</id><published>2010-07-26T00:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T00:34:18.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO AM I, REALLY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;who am i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thats one question ive been asking myself repeatedly for the past few days. as i lay on my bed and ponder about my true personality, i just cant come up with an attitude that fits me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i cant find, my character. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and that's sad. your character is what defines you, and is your make-up. It makes people accept you for who you are, and love you for what you are. And to think that i might have everything that i could possibly ask for, im not happy. I just dont know who i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i conform myself to someone im not when im with different people. i become someone im not, desperately trying to fit in, to feel accepted, and to feel wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i think it has reached to a point where i cant be myself, because i dont know how to "be myself".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and its affecting me so bad, because im not sure of how to react to situations with people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i want to know who i am as a person. but how do i go about doing it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;do i ask around? do i take time off from everyone and just let myself be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but if i do the latter, wouldnt it be worse, as i would have zero interactions with people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im not always this confused, or complicated, but because of the past few events that have taken place in my life recently, it finally triggered a thought in my head. and made me question myself with questions i would have otherwise shrug off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"why am i behaving this way towards him?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"why didnt i do what i wanted to?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"why am i talking to you this way?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why, why, why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all questions, unanswered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what i want, i dont know too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;am i creating problems for myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;or am i just creating an illusion of a problem? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i complicate myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes i wish i could be carefree and not think too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i cant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;or maybe i just dream too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dreaming about things that affect my way of thinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe thats it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but im just a normal human being. i make mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i make mistakes, i will make mistakes, and i will keep on making mistakes till i die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its inevitable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes i will be rude to you, and i will act on impulse and say things that hurt you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes i will do things that im unaware of. sometimes i will not be there for you. sometimes i cant. sometimes i get confused. sometimes i throw tantrums. sometimes i get angry, sometimes im childish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but again...im just a normal human being. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and what i do know, is that when i love, i love whole-heartedly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i love romance, and everything associated with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i love to love, and be loved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but why do people expect so much from me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i cant always give whatever they want, there's only so much i can give...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im not perfect....im just not perfect...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;goddammit just who the hell am i? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i could just break down right at this moment, thinking about how lost i am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perhaps...i dont even mean whatever that ive said in this post. perhaps i just want attention, wanting people to look out for me, to ask me if im okay, if im alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i dont know...i really dont know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im just....not perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-8233381295485322425?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/8233381295485322425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/07/who-am-i-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/8233381295485322425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/8233381295485322425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/07/who-am-i-really.html' title='WHO AM I, REALLY?'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-1964885380826956790</id><published>2010-07-21T17:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T17:44:15.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXCUSE ME, MISS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss my blog, and everything that comes along with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i think i shall start blogging again, and revamp everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p.s: revamp not as in destroy the current template and start over, but as in, i dont know, the morale of the blog or something. haha. liven it up a lil bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and oh yes, start uploading pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but for now, gotta make do with just words. ive been going out alot lately, no, make that everyday, and i didnt even take a single picture! okay maybe once, to a primary school reunion kinda thing. and i dont even look good in them.  GOD THE MISERY OF IT ALLLLL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i have an issue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is it wrong, for girls to want to look good when out in public? i mean, not only do i NOT think its wrong, i think its NEEDED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when you look good, you feel good. and thats when the confidence in you starts to shine, and people notice that. yes, incase you didnt know, people are able to notice others with confidence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its in the way you look, the way you walk, and the way you communicate with others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and when you look good, people treat you differently. im not saying you have to be super beautiful , im just saying you have to look good, look presentable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when you look good, people will notice you, they will treat you with some ounce of respect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes, people even get intimidated by you, and i believe thats a good thing. they respect you enough to be able to look up to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i could go on and on with this, but i shall stop here for now, cos i gotta go meet a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-1964885380826956790?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/1964885380826956790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/07/excuse-me-miss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/1964885380826956790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/1964885380826956790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/07/excuse-me-miss.html' title='EXCUSE ME, MISS'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-3381803498137799224</id><published>2010-07-02T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T00:03:13.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GET OUT, GET OUT, GET OUT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh why cant you see me through his eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its too bad you're making me decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-3381803498137799224?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/3381803498137799224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/07/get-out-get-out-get-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/3381803498137799224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/3381803498137799224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/07/get-out-get-out-get-out.html' title='GET OUT, GET OUT, GET OUT.'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-6675991039599527289</id><published>2010-06-30T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:09:08.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLOWLY CREEPING IN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You’re everything I thought you never were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And nothing like I thought you could’ve been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But still you live inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So tell me how is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You’re the only one I wish I could forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The only one I’d love enough to not forgive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And though you break my heart, you’re the only one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And though there are times when I hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cause I can’t erase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The times that you hurt me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And put tears on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And even now while I hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It pains me to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know I’ll be there at the end of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-6675991039599527289?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/6675991039599527289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/06/slowly-creeping-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/6675991039599527289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/6675991039599527289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/06/slowly-creeping-in.html' title='SLOWLY CREEPING IN'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-8941638983072880069</id><published>2010-06-28T12:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T22:58:11.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LUBYLIPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i think, going onto my blog gives me a feeling of dread.&lt;br /&gt;i hate my blog, but sure, i thank farah with allllllllllll that i have for taking time off and helping me with the template, love it soo much babygirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, i hate my blog. thats why i dont advertise it. and thats why i try to avoid it at all costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive had numerous blogs in the past. and ive been satisfied with all of them, except for this one. lubylips serves as a reminder of what i wanted to achieve at the end of it, and what ive become after everything that ive been through. it pains me sometimes just going to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;it keeps reminding me of the purpose of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know i have to change that.&lt;br /&gt;i have to, but i cant possibly change everything AGAIN, not only will farah kill me, but im lazy to delete and create a new one(yeah, sue me).&lt;br /&gt;so i guess, the only thing i can change is...myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to change the way i see things, and the way i do things.&lt;br /&gt;i have to remember that things are not how it was before, and that things wil get better each day. it already is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of that, my birthday is next monday and yeah, im not really looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;not anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-8941638983072880069?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/8941638983072880069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/06/lubylips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/8941638983072880069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/8941638983072880069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/06/lubylips.html' title='LUBYLIPS'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-1029778768656185101</id><published>2010-06-07T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T19:08:30.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i know my blog is pretty much dead and no one cares about whatever is here but....whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to be honest, im starting to hate my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it makes me sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thats all im sayin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway back to reality, a new module has started. we're doing electronic media now, and i dont know what shit that is but i guess im gonna find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today was a waste of time, went to sch late, stayed for an hr and class ended. i swear i thought class would end at like 3ish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SEKALI 11.30 sia. wtf  seriously WHATTHEFUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sidenote: stop swearing so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i swear right now, my eyes feel like giving in ANYTIME. i had only 4 fucking hours of sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im fucking tired, my emotions are fucking imbalanced right now, and i am fucking clueless about everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh yeah, i was supposed to quit swearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GAWWWWWWWWWD why cant life just be fucking simple?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why cant i go back to the time when everything was so easy, so simple, and the only worry i had was to decide where to go during the weekends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fuck. this. shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and you know what? fuck the fact that i should simmer down on my swearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i like to swear. fucking deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sidenote: ok i can sense some angst going on  inside me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but its ok. i should let it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i shoud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes i should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yep i definitely should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'd rather be dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-1029778768656185101?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/1029778768656185101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/1029778768656185101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/1029778768656185101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-you.html' title='HELLO YOU'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-3252345693510820585</id><published>2010-05-31T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T00:24:10.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOARING HIGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i think im doing good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pretty damn good, actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ive cleared my doubts, and finally realised alot of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;one of which, is, that i jolly well deserve someone worthy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;someone who is able to give me the attention that ive been wanting( no, not in an attention-seeking kinda way) but, well, you know what i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i just got out of a relationship of a year and a half, and ok, i guess the reason of the breakup was abit stupid but hey, shit happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and im feeling pretty good actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK NOW ENOUGH OF THIS EMOTIONAL TOPIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOOOO my advertising paper is this friday. how shitty is that, you tell me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and my dad has been searching for schools for me to do my degree in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he "suddenly" changed his mind about me taking my degree in MDIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i mean yeah thank god for that, but i wonder, why the sudden change of mind eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thats my father for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;going to marine parade library with a friend of mine tomorrow, HOPEFULLY i can get some work done, cos ive not started on ANYTHING yet, and GOD just talking about it makes me depressed bcos i KNOW i cant study with my friend tomorrow. we'd just talk and talk and talk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i dont know why im talking about my exam when my head is actually thinking about kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sigh i must be the most scatter-brained person alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why cant i just think about one thing at a time? hmm maybe this is a talent of some sort. to talk about something yet to be thinking about a totally different thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=( i cant wait for the day when i actually get married and have kids. my friends are always telling me about how they think i would be the first to get married, and i think its true! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i soo cant wait to settle down and have a nice little home with my husband! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to wake up knowing my husband is right beside me, all smelly looking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and then to have my kids running into the bedroom and into my arms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sidenote:  im gonna marry, preferably an italian cos then my kids will look extra cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh BTWWW im gonna dye my daughter's hair dark red. HAHA me and iqah have planned soo many things to do with our children! we're gonna dress them up in cute little dresses, no, not cute, PRETTY dresses and put makeup on them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes me and iqah would jus go into children's stores and pick out clothes for our daughters. and then we would describe the kinda things we want for our daughters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;till it came to a point where we were like, "eh sialah the way we're describing is like we want our daughters to be the bitches in school sia!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bottomline is, we want our daughters to be the miniature version of ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dayuuuuuuuuuum then that means they ARE gonna turn out bitchy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-3252345693510820585?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/3252345693510820585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/soaring-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/3252345693510820585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/3252345693510820585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/soaring-high.html' title='SOARING HIGH'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-7799290700283219835</id><published>2010-05-27T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T00:24:57.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not again, please, not again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i hate it whenever someone mentions your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i hate this feeling, it keeps coming back to haunt me. please god, please just let it stop. please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im begging you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p.s: its just, one of those days again where i cant keep my emotions under control and just have to cry it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;god just please, please stop this. im not strong enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i feel so weak, so vulnerable, so small. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i cant take this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-7799290700283219835?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/7799290700283219835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/not-again-please-not-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/7799290700283219835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/7799290700283219835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/not-again-please-not-again.html' title='not again, please, not again.'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-5175754942860953353</id><published>2010-05-22T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T15:48:18.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dayuuuuuum girl, if i were your age, i would have already been married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-5175754942860953353?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/5175754942860953353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/5175754942860953353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/5175754942860953353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-sad.html' title='how sad'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-6713033379685210047</id><published>2010-05-21T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T00:52:34.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Q: when did you pass your driving babe? it looks so awesome to drive. auto/ manual? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A: &lt;/strong&gt;hehe ya its so awesome! im suprised i can operate a machinery well enough alhamdulillah(hopefully right spelling)!  i passed last year on the 29th of december. aiyah auto laaa! manual i die. my dad's reaction when i wanted to take manual was "LUBNA U THINK U SO SMART AH WANNA ACTION TAKE MANUAL!" =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Q: What's your favorite type of flower? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; ok im not sure if i accidentally asked myself this question or if someone really posted this to me, but hell, i like roses. or any other flowers that are symbols of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the weekend is here! my class for my advertising module ended todayyy but this also means tt my exam is coming sigh. 4th of june. NVM still so far away. 2nd june then can start panicking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;btw, i passed my public relations paper, thank god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BTW as i mentioned, the weekend is here! this means... my family is gg off to malacca leaving me alone at home with the carrrrrr wooots! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but im not really sure of my plans yet, or who is sleeping over at my place. i know, how sad right. i might probably be stuck alone at home.=( dayyuuummm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here are some random pictures i took with my baby aisyah. i know, its been such a long time since we last took neoprint pictures, so we decided to take them. and fyi, they cost like 11 dollars now. ridiculous if u ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=24318_1344164976292_1596270583_3085.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/24318_1344164976292_1596270583_3085.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok la this isnt a neoprint picture but i love it cos my face looks damn irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=30070_1376371981447_1596270583_3092.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/30070_1376371981447_1596270583_3092.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=30070_1376600427158_1596270583_3092.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/30070_1376600427158_1596270583_3092.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=30070_1377341045673_1596270583_3092.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/30070_1377341045673_1596270583_3092.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG i love this picture. i look so korean-japanese-act-cute-WANNABE. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;btw you know what rly pissed me and aisyah off at the neoprint parlour?(can i call it parlour? lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE FACT THAT THE ADVERTISING PICTURES OF THE GIRLS TAKING NEOPRINTS ARE SO PRETTY AND FLAWLESS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOW IS IT POSSIBLE TT THEY ARE ABLE TO LOOK LIKE THAT IN NEOPRINTS? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ME AND AISYAH TRIED SO DAMN HARD YET WE COULDNT!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hmm i bet its photoshop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tsk cheat my feelings only you know this neoprint people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(i hope u guys know what im talking about)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i hope i would be taking my degree in mdis. then i can get away from singapore for about 2 months and stay in oklahoma! although yeah sure, oklahoma sounds pretty boring and country-ish but...still.... its still AWAY. but then again, i wanna take my degree at SIM. oh well, i guess i'll just see how everything goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes, i feel like im doing okay, then, all it takes is a thought, just one thought to turn my world around and make me feel like im the most useless and worthless person alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what am i supposed to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-6713033379685210047?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/6713033379685210047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/q-when-did-you-pass-your-driving-babe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/6713033379685210047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/6713033379685210047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/q-when-did-you-pass-your-driving-babe.html' title=''/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-8775754318142586181</id><published>2010-05-17T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:32:41.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXCRUCIATING</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"...wish you could feel the pain"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=vanessa_hudgens300.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/vanessa_hudgens300.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all im asking for is a little happiness. nothing more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;luby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-8775754318142586181?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/8775754318142586181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/excruciating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/8775754318142586181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/8775754318142586181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/excruciating.html' title='EXCRUCIATING'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-5707572298377340405</id><published>2010-05-14T22:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T23:05:59.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outta here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;these are the pictures from tuesday with hafiz, sarah, kelly and keith :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l2etkzhxuH1qb0h0d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l2etkzhxuH1qb0h0d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me and sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l2evgivRWe1qb0h0d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l2evgivRWe1qb0h0d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that's keith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l2etrpitP51qb0h0d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l2etrpitP51qb0h0d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG this is fking awesome. my chili crab pasta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l2etvmGSPZ1qb0h0d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l2etvmGSPZ1qb0h0d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the crazyass hafiz. no, THE FIZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l2eu3d7c7P1qb0h0d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l2eu3d7c7P1qb0h0d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l2eu4y9uV41qb0h0d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l2eu4y9uV41qb0h0d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sarah's spagetti bolognaise, which u gotta admit, looks a little like vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l2eu9kOiAh1qb0h0d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l2eu9kOiAh1qb0h0d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hafiz and kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l2eulocIlK1qb0h0d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l2eulocIlK1qb0h0d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;white blondieeeeeee. sidenote: perfect desert for me, considering how ditzy i can get at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l2euo4Sgpr1qb0h0d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l2euo4Sgpr1qb0h0d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l2eur33Ys51qb0h0d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l2eur33Ys51qb0h0d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l2eutjhvaf1qb0h0d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l2eutjhvaf1qb0h0d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kelly and her ginger ale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l2ev3qffzI1qb0h0d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l2ev3qffzI1qb0h0d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tumblr_l2evapkVq31qb0h0d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/tumblr_l2evapkVq31qb0h0d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im so excited! my school is gonna be having a we are the world music video, obviously i wouldnt be singing la, i cant sing for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;sidenote: i do sing better than farah though. SERIOUSLY that girl has got NO tone at all. and she doesnt even follow the beat of the song la! anyhow hantam WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzz i cant think of anything interesting to bitch about.&lt;br /&gt;except for the fact that im gonna have the whole house and the car all TO ME NEXT WEEKEND BABYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!! rly not sure what are my plans yet, but you can BET im gonna think of something up, nyehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im so frustrated. my school has no hot boys. like, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i should have just continued in milennia institute. at least the guys there are hot.&lt;br /&gt;but then again, when i think about all the math that i would be doing, PFFT thank god i left that place. but THEN again...the boys there are hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidenote: thinking of chopping my hair off. should iiiiiiii?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p.s: WHY THE FUCK IS T-PAIN CARRYING A SCHOOLBAG IN THE "WE ARE THE WORLD" MUSIC VIDEO? WHY WHY WHY WHYYY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gotta go do.........something now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-5707572298377340405?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/5707572298377340405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/outta-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/5707572298377340405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/5707572298377340405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/outta-here.html' title='outta here.'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-4390950036323035776</id><published>2010-05-14T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T13:32:12.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who would have thought?</title><content type='html'>I've fallen into you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-4390950036323035776?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/4390950036323035776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/who-would-have-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/4390950036323035776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/4390950036323035776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/who-would-have-thought.html' title='Who would have thought?'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-6006649862688622764</id><published>2010-05-13T00:33:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T22:47:23.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a random wednesday evening.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i cant believe its already 1.40am and im not sleeping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;usually now, for the past few days, i would be in bed as early as 11.30! i know, ive become such a major loser who sleeps before midnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but what to do, school makes me so tired =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;besides, there's nothing else for me to do other than sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so anyway, today was well spent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after school, went to treat sarah to swensons at town. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hafiz came as well, followed by kelly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bear in mind: next trip to swensons, order the chili crab pasta. its sooo goooooooooood! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after swensons, we all went to chill at cosmo bistro next to wisma. sarah's friend keith joined us shortly after, and oh btw iqah, if you ever do see keith, you're gonna scream at how much he resembles taylor lautner of twilight. HAHAHAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i swear, i was thinking about the movie twilight the entire time we were there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it was a good night. talking and laughing about insignificant things, and not caring about anything else. and well, of course, by 10.45 i was already yawning and started keeping quiet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;see, when im really tired, even when im outside with friends, i just tend to keep quiet and stare blankly. and that is definitely not the time to agitate me. ask my close friends, they know ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;".....my fault for even thinking you ever could"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rmE2RvZSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/O27ZaNKwtOA/s1600/galore+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470437668358677794" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rmE2RvZSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/O27ZaNKwtOA/s320/galore+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah enjoying her stickkkkkkkkkkkkk at cosmo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rmER3C5YI/AAAAAAAAAEE/63Q1iZhUKpM/s1600/galore+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470437658583033218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rmER3C5YI/AAAAAAAAAEE/63Q1iZhUKpM/s320/galore+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is KELLYYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rmD6N2uBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mTBBCzmmMM4/s1600/galore+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470437652236253202" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rmD6N2uBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mTBBCzmmMM4/s320/galore+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiya this wenbin, ALWAYS keep using me and sarah's accessories.&lt;br /&gt;so far, he has tried on sarah's scarf and rings, and my shades(all of them), rings, and bracelet.&lt;br /&gt;WEIRDO. p.s: hi wenbin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rmDkEpZAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/P3MtxQB2Qq4/s1600/galore+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470437646292050946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rmDkEpZAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/P3MtxQB2Qq4/s320/galore+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pretty right! this is the bracelet safiah gave me, from GUESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rmC5dSJuI/AAAAAAAAADs/os_L4phqGlk/s1600/galore+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470437634852660962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rmC5dSJuI/AAAAAAAAADs/os_L4phqGlk/s320/galore+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my wheelock buddy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rkPv81_AI/AAAAAAAAADk/z04iKTS78NE/s1600/galore+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470435656615721986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rkPv81_AI/AAAAAAAAADk/z04iKTS78NE/s320/galore+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my organizer, WHICH btw, ive started writing in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rkPIYznJI/AAAAAAAAADc/3H34EOMMRws/s1600/galore+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470435645995588754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rkPIYznJI/AAAAAAAAADc/3H34EOMMRws/s320/galore+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveee ittttttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rkOi1cg9I/AAAAAAAAADU/nP0gWMsM3ZI/s1600/galore+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470435635915162578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rkOi1cg9I/AAAAAAAAADU/nP0gWMsM3ZI/s320/galore+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rkOX5xKRI/AAAAAAAAADM/hp3OpI2JGKc/s1600/galore+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470435632980502802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rkOX5xKRI/AAAAAAAAADM/hp3OpI2JGKc/s320/galore+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the usual thats on my side of the table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rkNtRyUVI/AAAAAAAAADE/naDrSrXXfH8/s1600/galore+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470435621538517330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rkNtRyUVI/AAAAAAAAADE/naDrSrXXfH8/s320/galore+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hafiz, always damn on for school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rfs4siyoI/AAAAAAAAACk/ELaBryCbQ-0/s1600/galore+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470430659621341826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rfs4siyoI/AAAAAAAAACk/ELaBryCbQ-0/s320/galore+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my brother and my cousin. the day we all went to ecp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rfsgQq72I/AAAAAAAAACc/ON_boHCfV00/s1600/galore+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470430653061984098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rfsgQq72I/AAAAAAAAACc/ON_boHCfV00/s320/galore+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470430644418582050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rfsAD7FiI/AAAAAAAAACU/g9VonNLmhk4/s320/galore+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this was like a month back, on sue's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470430632380649954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rfrTN20eI/AAAAAAAAACM/pkA1dqGMShg/s320/galore+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rdh_3fDZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/lLZDqXrvB9g/s1600/galore+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470428273544465810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rdh_3fDZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/lLZDqXrvB9g/s320/galore+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rdhYJS_AI/AAAAAAAAABs/8IXusNMg39M/s1600/galore+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470428262881754114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rdhYJS_AI/AAAAAAAAABs/8IXusNMg39M/s320/galore+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rdg9ncwUI/AAAAAAAAABk/MpTaqHIis3s/s1600/galore+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470428255760466242" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rdg9ncwUI/AAAAAAAAABk/MpTaqHIis3s/s320/galore+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rdgcbwMLI/AAAAAAAAABc/2hnmByzeP4s/s1600/galore+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470428246853038258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rdgcbwMLI/AAAAAAAAABc/2hnmByzeP4s/s320/galore+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-raHVsIlFI/AAAAAAAAABU/pTOSKM3puk0/s1600/galore+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470424517011084370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-raHVsIlFI/AAAAAAAAABU/pTOSKM3puk0/s320/galore+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-raG0lJhQI/AAAAAAAAABM/bqw0COWJqUo/s1600/galore+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470424508123415810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-raG0lJhQI/AAAAAAAAABM/bqw0COWJqUo/s320/galore+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=galore015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/galore015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my "im-angry-and-pissed-because-i-didnt-get-what-i-want" look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;alright gonna turn in already. im so sleepyyyyyyy and its already 2! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;note to self: stop being such a fucking loser, and stop writing crap on blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok noted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;note to self: work on filipino accent to kick sarah's ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-6006649862688622764?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/6006649862688622764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-wednesday-evening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/6006649862688622764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/6006649862688622764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-wednesday-evening.html' title='a random wednesday evening.'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vDssNyvl8ps/S-rmE2RvZSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/O27ZaNKwtOA/s72-c/galore+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-1943725388573079979</id><published>2010-05-11T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T00:06:04.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotionally drained</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its so damn hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for the past few days, ive been fine. going out and about, doing my own things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but not tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everything suddenly just hit me tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;where are you? i need to tell you stories. there are so many things i want to tell you, to share with you. and i know you do too. i just know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today is one of those days where i miss you so bad, but i cant do anything about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-1943725388573079979?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/1943725388573079979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/emotionally-drained.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/1943725388573079979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/1943725388573079979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/emotionally-drained.html' title='emotionally drained'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-3922923897033375675</id><published>2010-05-10T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T00:21:34.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th of July is coming, ya'll.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i cant wait for my birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i mean, to be honest, i wasnt this excited for my 18th, and you SHOULD feel excited cos i mean, come on. its your 18TH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but im exceptionally excited for my birthday this year. im turning 19 ya'llllllllllll!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NINETEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you know to be honest, its been about...3 years since i last had a birthday cake for my birthday. i kid you not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so this year, I AM GOING TO MAKE SURE I GET BIRTHDAY CAKESSSSSSS(yea not just one hehehehehehehehehheheh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;side note: to people who are planning to get me presents but are not sure what to get, stress no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i shall give you guys a list of what i want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;presents for my 19th:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) bags/bracelets/keychains from juicy couture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) bags/makeup/perfume from victoria's secret&lt;br /&gt;3) makeup from M.A.C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4) bags from Chanel (im gonna make sure my dad gets me this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) AIYAH ANYTHING YOU WANT TO GIVE JUST GIVE LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh just please, dont give me teddy bears k. im turning 19 ok. not 9. thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH omg im so fucking thick skinnedddddddddd its unbelievableeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i cant wait for my 19th!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just hope....it'd be special.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a friend once told me, "dont have hope, but have faith for hope pushes you off a cliff. faith holds you back".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but now i feel like i have to disagree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you have faith in something, it doesnt happen, isnt that much worse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for faith IS stronger than hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and at the end of the day, it all boils down to the same thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;..........for both my faith and hope, pushed me off the cliff.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s:  &lt;/em&gt;thank you sooooo much safiah for the bracelet you gave me. i love it! its so pretty, and you're gonna see it on my wrist all the time now :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-3922923897033375675?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/3922923897033375675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/5th-of-july-is-coming-yall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/3922923897033375675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/3922923897033375675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/5th-of-july-is-coming-yall.html' title='5th of July is coming, ya&apos;ll.'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-555161104905026777</id><published>2010-05-09T00:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T00:58:52.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>those days....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i dont ask for much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but my perfect evening, would be to have dinner at fish &amp;amp; co (ive never eaten there before cos i hate fish, but i really want to), and then have ice-cream over at ben&amp;amp;jerry's, and to end it, all cuddled up together on the couch watching a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its so simple yet....its just so sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, of course, it all depends on who you're with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no actually...thats the most important thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss going for dinner dates, miss having butterflies in my stomach whenever im on my way to meeting someone. i miss the feeling of being touched and embraced, and i miss looking at you and thinking i must be the luckiest girl in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ist2_6740236-portrait-of-young-woma.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/ist2_6740236-portrait-of-young-woma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;luby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-555161104905026777?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/555161104905026777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/those-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/555161104905026777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/555161104905026777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/those-days.html' title='those days....'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604519694040067808.post-996481502944212990</id><published>2010-05-08T14:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T14:38:52.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can feel the poison set in.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here i am, on my bed on a satuday afternoon in a red arab dress, waiting for my parents to finish getting ready so we could all go to a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;totally wasted my time, i could have gotten like 2 hours of sleep more.&lt;br /&gt;but noooo my mum just had to wake me up at 12.30 because "you take three hours just to do your makeup lubna!!!". well i dont really blame her. you have to look GOOD for a WEDDING. its wrong to look OK or NICE. you have to look GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;might be heading to arab st again later tonightttt. oh btw, go check out marhaba. hehe thats where i go to now for sheesha at arab st. the sheesha is awesome, way better than nasrin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i need to talk about something. i was watching justin beiber's music video yesterday night, and then it dawned upon me. ok you see, i always have this thing of linking up someone's face to an animal or a thing. and just so you know, i think i look like a camel so im being fair here and not picking on others.&lt;br /&gt;ok back to this justin bieber guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he doesnt exactly remind me of any particular animal...but he reminds me of jupiter. yeah, you know, the planet jupiter? ok so i dont know how jupiter looks like or anything but DOESNT JUSTIN BEIBER REMIND YOU OF THE PLANET JUPITER???&lt;br /&gt;its like, when i look at him, i think of jupiter and it somehow MATCHES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought justin looked like satan, as in the devil satan, and i thought thats how all devils look like, but then jupiter came to my mind and.....DAYUM I AM SO SMART! JUSTIN BEIBER IS A CROSS BETWEEN SATAN AND JUPITER.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm he can be both actually.&lt;br /&gt;oh and please, i dont hate justin. i LIKE his music, i sing to baby all the time!&lt;br /&gt;but im just talking about what his face reminds me of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now im at a loss. if he looks like jupiter or the devil satan.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, at the beginning of this post i was so adamant about the fact that he looks like jupiter. then halfway through the post i decided he looks like satan and jupiter.&lt;br /&gt;shit la.&lt;br /&gt;so stress ok now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have to come up with an ending or else there isnt any point to this post and i might just go crazy thinking if he looks like jupiter or satan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im going to stick with jupiter.&lt;br /&gt;JUSTIN BIEBER LOOKS LIKE THE PLANET JUPITER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Justin_Bieber_300.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/babeh56/Justin_Bieber_300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SEE????? I KNOW YOU'RE THINKING OF JUPITER RIGHT NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;luby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5604519694040067808-996481502944212990?l=lubylips.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/feeds/996481502944212990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-can-feel-poison-set-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/996481502944212990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5604519694040067808/posts/default/996481502944212990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lubylips.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-can-feel-poison-set-in.html' title='i can feel the poison set in.'/><author><name>theselips</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
