<?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-10852061</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:14:14.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cushtiê</title><subtitle type='html'>smoosh me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-112018525650595976</id><published>2005-07-01T10:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T10:36:39.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>toodles.</title><content type='html'>heys. i know i've been on hiatus for like agess and its becos.. the lazy bug bit me :) anyways i've moved, come visit me &lt;a href="http://jetaime-jx.blogdrive.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;its like 10:30am and i'm awake?..  i need my sleep, i'm going back to bed. toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-112018525650595976?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/112018525650595976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=112018525650595976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/112018525650595976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/112018525650595976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/07/toodles_01.html' title='toodles.'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-111192147783375849</id><published>2005-03-27T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T19:04:37.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatttuusss</title><content type='html'>. . hiatus hiatuS hiatUS hiaTUS hiATUS hIATUS HIATUS HIATUSS!! &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/186157/angel/yuck.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-111192147783375849?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-10852061.post-111159734791713204</id><published>2005-03-24T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T01:07:56.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>toby maccc!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;She said she's had enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Well, it sounds to me like you're straight out of luck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And she said she's all through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And life's not blowin' her kisses thanks to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I told the girl that you should treat her like a lady and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;She told me all the things you did and it was shady, man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;She said that what you say and what you do are different things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;While you were telling me that you were checking out them blingy rings&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know, wanna know what you were thinkin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I can't imagine why it didn't even sink in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;They say you never know what you got till it's gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I wanna know, wanna know what you were thinkin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I can't imagine why it didn't even sink in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;They say you never know what you got till it's gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;She said she's had enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;So, it sounds to me like you're still out of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And she said you weren't true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And life's not blowin' her kisses thanks to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;She said it's gonna be alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Cause God made a way through the pain and He opened her eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And she said you came crawling back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But after what you did to her she wouldn't have any of that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;toby mac - gone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src=" http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/186157/angel/headphones.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-111159734791713204?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/111159734791713204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=111159734791713204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/111159734791713204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/111159734791713204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/03/toby-maccc.html' title='toby maccc!'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-111111211973357936</id><published>2005-03-18T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T10:21:02.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling for him. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/186157/angel/headphones.gif" /&gt; leann rimes &amp; ronan keating - last thing on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been up since nine. there's no jamming session today &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/186157/angel/frown.gif" /&gt; but its okay, that gives me more hours to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;yesterdaay yesterday..&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/186157/angel/biggrin.gif" /&gt; hehe! yesterday was the last day of school, had assembly in the morning for the prize giving thing and then a few lessons but i missed like two cos a few of us had to meet for inforama discusiion. after that, we cleaned the class and stayed back for inforama till 11:30 or so. rushed home and got ready to go out in the afternoon with the girls; &lt;strong&gt;christine&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;rita&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;jia yean&lt;/strong&gt;. i reached gdg sorta early so i waited for chris and when she came we roamed around gadong till rita came and we all went to mcD for lunch. haha we talked abt what we liked when we were younger. until this sorta old man came and said hi to us. i got sorta freaked out since none of us knew who he was. &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/186157/angel/shock.gif" /&gt; but lets not talk abt that..&lt;br /&gt;we waited with &lt;strong&gt;jess&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;soph &lt;/strong&gt;at her saloon for jia yean. soph was getting her hair dyed brown again at that time. we met up with nes and ame for awhile and finally jia yean came. *sorry jess we didnt get to watch white noise like you wanted to. i didnt know that it wasnt showing. maybe some other time and some other movie k? &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/186157/angel/wink.gif" /&gt; anyways after that chris,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;rita, jia yean and me went to watch robots. and it was soo funne. really. esp the ending. &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/186157/angel/tongue.gif" /&gt; haha anyways after that we met up with the rest of the gang at the pool place. &lt;strong&gt;benny&lt;/strong&gt; shaved his head bald! no more disco ben &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/186157/angel/sad.gif" /&gt; haha. we went over to pizza hut for dinner. thankiew benny for the belanja &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/186157/angel/cute.gif" /&gt; but sorry i couldnt stay for the movie yeah. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! apakan. i'm being a nice friend. lol. anyways i didnt stay for the movie cos i had to go for cg. i waited for my dad to come but he came late. and thank you to &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; for the rose and waiting with me. i didnt know you were there btw. but it was sweet.&lt;br /&gt;cg was great. its nice to know that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;actually listens. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; made my day. &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/186157/angel/biggrin.gif" /&gt; haha. it was just so unexpected thats all. thanks again. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;neyways i'm getting really lazy to blog more. the pig in me wants to chat. so toodles for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-111111211973357936?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-10852061.post-111080596292024937</id><published>2005-03-14T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T21:12:42.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/186157/angel/headphones.gif" /&gt; michael buble - home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-111080596292024937?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/111080596292024937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=111080596292024937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;strong&gt;bev&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;joyce&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;steph&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHOON MEI~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; again. &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/186157/angel/upsidedown.gif" /&gt; we didnt really stay for a long time since everyone had to go home and finish up their school work and stuff. we left abt six:15, choon dropped bev home first and after that joyce. ohh joyce told us that her hse was all finished with the renovations so we went in for a look and it was soo cozy &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/186157/angel/biggrin.gif" /&gt; like gagaga~.. i love her room and the pond place it was so solitude-ish. the whole house just looked really great. neyways after that she dropped steph and lastly me.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm feeling so tired out. &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/186157/angel/frown.gif" /&gt; i have like piles and piles of homework and projects do and most of them are due by tomorow. its going to be a really loonnnggg night for me. my room looks so messy. &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/186157/angel/sad.gif" /&gt; i soo need to find the time to clean it up. everything is like everywhere. papers and books all over my study table, even my laptop table is covered with crumpled paper, i make paper hearts when i'm bored. &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/186157/angel/blank.gif" /&gt; my clothes are tossed everywhere. so yehh its like such a jungle in here.&lt;br /&gt;anyways my mommy is calling me for dinner. mMm~ cya for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-111071348482866044?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/111071348482866044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>testingg</title><content type='html'>hehe i finally got the smilies for my blogs &lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/186157/angel/biggrin.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-111060623599516686?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/111060623599516686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=111060623599516686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/111060623599516686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/111060623599516686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/03/testingg.html' title='testingg'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-111046635857607237</id><published>2005-03-10T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T22:52:38.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>three words =)</title><content type='html'>just got back from cg. :) and it was greatt.. haha anyways just wanna make a few shoutouts first. to &lt;strong&gt;Ling&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Twing&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Bernard&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Dezzie&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Sean&lt;/strong&gt;, have a great time at singapore k? be anointed and get blessed. ;D and the &lt;strong&gt;Dez&lt;/strong&gt;; birthday boy in one hour and 30 mins. hehe! one more year than you can drive me around in your car.. how cool you're gonna celebrate your birthday in singapore. ;p and &lt;strong&gt;Bernard&lt;/strong&gt;; mr. bigheartness. loving you to the max of the maxest. thanks for being my bigman when i needed you. :)) enjoy every bit of singapore. and hehe i cant wait to see you all thin when you get back~&lt;br /&gt;tomorow is fridaaay, busiest day of the week. oh and i'm foneless at the moment. i gave my mobile to Twing to bring to singapore for the weekend to download some cool stuff. haha i'm chatting to my &lt;strong&gt;little wussia boy&lt;/strong&gt; at the moment and he's telling me about how he can blow saliva bubbles, which i think is so cool. and he says &lt;strong&gt;Paulzun&lt;/strong&gt; can blow bubbles and then kick them up. haha! now that i gotta see :p i'm so saaakaai~.. lol&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling so excited. :D retreat is like in a weeks time and as well as the family telematch! so much is happening this year. its going to radical~..&lt;br /&gt;anyways too many ppl online. i'll blog more maybe later on but for now toodles ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-111046635857607237?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/111046635857607237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=111046635857607237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/111046635857607237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/111046635857607237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/03/three-words.html' title='three words =)'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-111037923223286246</id><published>2005-03-09T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T22:40:32.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your imperfections is what i love about you.</title><content type='html'>was feeling so tired in school today, guess i've been sleeping really late due to all the garfiled comic reading. :) hehe. i'm addicted to em'. nothing much happened in school today exp for the spotcheck. i followed ame to the dentist during recess and i got so freaked out when in went in -.- i aint scared of getting my teeth pulled out or anything, its just that goosebump feeling i get. its like when you go ripas hospital really late at night. yea that feeling. erryyy~..&lt;br /&gt;got most of my papers back. aint really satisfied with my results actually. i didnt exactly fail any not counting mib : and i managed to get credits for most of them.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to all the March babies. :)) the only ones i can think of right now are Bernard my no.1 bodyguard, dezzie ^^, drewuinzish and mr.lonelykerbauBenny.&lt;br /&gt;sorry its going to be another short blog. i'm already yawning away and i have to learn the surat formats for ms.agnes' class test tomorow. cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-111037923223286246?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/111037923223286246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-10852061.post-111018425678386313</id><published>2005-03-07T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T17:22:17.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>collide</title><content type='html'>my new layout should be up by the end of this week or atleast before the 1st term holidays. i'm working on the codes now. and my mind is getting so drained. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got a little pet cow! :D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-111018425678386313?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/111018425678386313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>just waiting for &lt;strong&gt;steph&lt;/strong&gt; to come over. she should be here in like 10mins? haha. but she has to climb over the gate since its lock. :p yehh i'm the only one home. neways it aint lock, it took me 15mins just to unlock that big heavy rusty lock. okay wait i have to go open the gate. she's here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. okay. i didnt even realise like her car came and stuff. anyways gotta go. sorry its a really short post. :) toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-111008034001747207?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/111008034001747207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=111008034001747207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-111003745135636736?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/111003745135636736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=111003745135636736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/111003745135636736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/111003745135636736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/03/hehehehe.html' title='hehehehe!'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-111001421292407934</id><published>2005-03-05T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T17:16:52.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>right thurr~</title><content type='html'>got a few papers back today. didnt do so well for malay but atleast its a pass. science and geog were good and maths was just alrightt. neyways i'm feeling really tired right now and i think i'm going to sleep for awhile and then take my shower. so see yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my wishlist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-black leather fossil watch with the stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-samsung s200/ nokia 7280&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-christian dior wallet (original)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-to have another piercing on my left ear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-that beautiful necklace i saw in singapore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-roses :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-to all my friends who dont know you i pray that You will save them too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-to india and indonesia for missiontripping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-nike yellow&amp;black sneakers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha just some of the stuff i've been wanting for awhile. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-111001421292407934?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/111001421292407934/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>long daaay.</title><content type='html'>i just got home from tuition. yeah i know its really late, it'll be 12 in like 3 mins. neways today has been such a long and tiring day. i had guitar lessons this morning and we had such a great jamming session :) haha. and the jam gang which was &lt;strong&gt;steph&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;bryanto&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;prawn&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;paulzun&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;kokokenny&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;kuyashem&lt;/strong&gt; and myself went to this thai restuarant at jubilee for lunch. they have drinks that are xL size and woah it was like huge. i couldnt even finish mine. =/ i had fun poking prawn and him poking me. lol. after that we went back to mh and we decided to walk to supa save just for fun. haha to lose those fats. me and prawn have our own little secret now right? ;) and you wouldnt of like guess it, but paulzun is succch a sweetheart. teehehehehe. right? after that walked back to mh and had another jam session but that was such a mess cos kokokenny asked us to do finish jam the song "to the ends of the earth" and only 30mins to get it all together. haha like acoustic guitar, electic guitar, bass, drums and piano, plus we didnt have a singer so it was a little tough. had prayer meet after acts session. :D after acts uncle shem dropped me off at ms. agnes' flat.. actually when i was in the van i was feeling a little hmm upside down? i was happy that i had &lt;strong&gt;erwan&lt;/strong&gt; to walk me to tuition. tuition was alrightt, something happened but &lt;strong&gt;ms.agnes&lt;/strong&gt; was being so candylike in trying to cheer me up. and yehh she actually managed to. cos my car as usual came late, so i was the only one left there. and me and ms.agnes just blabed and laughed the whole time. haha that two hours went by fast and we didnt even realise it was already 11. my parents finally came at 11:30. maybe one day i should just stay over at her place since its so near school and we'll just enjoy by talking to each other about everything. she's seriously alot of fun and very different ;D hahaha~.. and now we have our little own secrets to keep abt each other. niwaysi reached home around 11:50. and yehh here i am blogging. anyways its like seriously really late but i aint going to sleep yet. i still need to finish my comp proj and right after that i'm going to watch spongebob the movie. hehe thanks &lt;strong&gt;Ling&lt;/strong&gt;! :D:D and flower is sooo cutee.&lt;br /&gt;nightz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110995332080176073?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110995332080176073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110995332080176073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110995332080176073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110995332080176073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/03/long-daaay.html' title='long daaay.'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110982563090806178</id><published>2005-03-03T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T12:53:50.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally!</title><content type='html'>asst. is finally over. that means.. spongebob squarepants the movie! :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;school today has been alright eventhough everyone was getting all stressed out trying to memorise every bit of mr.John Yong's notes. but the paper turned out to be easy actually.. i have nothing to say about mib and maths was alrightt.&lt;br /&gt;tomorow is fridaay meaning i'm going to be out the whole day. my computer proj and science essay is due by saturday, i was suppose to pass up my cp proj today but since i had to study i didnt really have time to finish it up. and i have bstudy tonight.&lt;br /&gt;neways i really need to crash. so seeyah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110982563090806178?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110982563090806178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110982563090806178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110982563090806178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110982563090806178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/03/finally.html' title='finally!'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110976174286338293</id><published>2005-03-02T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T19:09:02.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken world - across the sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Promises shattered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Answers don't come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Friends say goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Plans come undone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Dreams get crushed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Lies get told&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Words can turn cruel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hearts can grow cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;In a broken world where we cry to feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Some hope that helps these hearts to heal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You're my strength, You're my refuge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;In a broken world, Jesus I'm holding to You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You make sense of the madness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And You make darkness flee, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You bring such a calm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;To the chaos in me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Show me life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Tell me truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Day after day I keep running to You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Long ago, we fell so far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yet You came to where we are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;In a broken world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;A broken world . . I will hold to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110976174286338293?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110976174286338293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110976174286338293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110976174286338293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110976174286338293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/03/broken-world-across-sky.html' title='broken world - across the sky'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110974027128854370</id><published>2005-03-02T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T13:11:11.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagbaord!</title><content type='html'>please come and tag. lol. i'll finish up with the links later. too many ppl online :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110974027128854370?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110974027128854370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110974027128854370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110974027128854370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110974027128854370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/03/tagbaord.html' title='tagbaord!'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110968051040319365</id><published>2005-03-01T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T20:35:10.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>temporary layout</title><content type='html'>like my new temporary layout? found it on blogskins. the pic of the little girl is so cwute. neways i'm not even done with my studying and its getting really late. so toodles for now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110968051040319365?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110968051040319365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110968051040319365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110968051040319365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110968051040319365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/03/temporary-layout.html' title='temporary layout'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110935578231650358</id><published>2005-02-26T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T02:23:02.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mymyy~</title><content type='html'>i've been photocopying notes for the past 3 hours. i neeeeed sleep, my eyes are going to shut at any moment. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and feeling very sick in my tummy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110935578231650358?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110935578231650358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110935578231650358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110935578231650358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110935578231650358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/02/mymyy.html' title='mymyy~'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110926295551347294</id><published>2005-02-25T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T00:43:33.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>build me up.</title><content type='html'>school was fun today, i think thats becos all i did all day was make little paper hearts and rita made a few big ones. i cant believe asst. is just a week away and i still have so much more to study. been so busy this few days with school, tuition, youth, extra classes, revising and bible studies guess i havent had enough time to spend for myself. cant wait till asst. is over..&lt;br /&gt;service today was great :D ps. Benny Ho talked about faith and how a little bit of faith even as small as a mastard seed can move a mountain. and also something unexpected happened to me. and i really cant believe it. it was something i was praying for but i got more than i thought i would. something i've been waiting so long to hear.. and i know its for real. &lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt; roxs my world'.&lt;br /&gt;its getting really late, i really hope i can wake up tomorow atleast before kuyaShem reaches my hse. i'm that kind of person who just loves loves loves sleeping in. haha but i bet when i hear that "sing with the angels" ringtone i'll just jump out of bed. its like you're having such a nice sleep and all the sudden you hear this really unexpected babyish toned voice going 'sing with the angels'.. =/ my myy~.. guitar lessons tomorow :) with the master jammer himself kokoKenny and most prob after that me, Twingtwing, my 'wussia' boy and Paulzer will go to gdg for lunch and back to mh around 2plus. and after that acts at 5 and at 7:30, malay tuition with my most fav. "cis" teacher. hehe and yeah i hope my dad remembers to pick me up this time.&lt;br /&gt;i finally changed the casing of my mobile. i got so tired of seeing the same blue casing every single day. i'm still trying to find the red one. i really want that one and as well as maybe a pink or white casing? that would look really cool. lol. but it has to be original nokia though.&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting really tired. i yawned nearly 5 times while blogging this. haha just fyi. (: i think thats the sign i need to crawl into bed and get myself all snuggled in with oinky and just fall right into lalaland. so yehh thats abt it for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;g'night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110926295551347294?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110926295551347294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110926295551347294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110926295551347294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110926295551347294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/02/build-me-up.html' title='build me up.'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110922545860251789</id><published>2005-02-24T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T14:10:58.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paper hearts.</title><content type='html'>rita and me had fun making paper hearts. haha my heart factory. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110922545860251789?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-10852061.post-110908923977361330</id><published>2005-02-23T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T00:20:39.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>before i break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you took away something from me when you walked away that day. and i cry silently in my heart and you dnt even notice. i try my best to keep my cool eventhough i know i'm going to break at anytime. but i just take it all in, this is the part of me that no one knows, that part of me that no one sees. when it comes to you, i melt so easily. and after all this time, i still melt. and i deno why.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i know only &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; can make it better . . only &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;can make me smile again. so please give me back my joy.  /as this heart breaks; i will worship &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110908923977361330?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110908923977361330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110908923977361330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110908923977361330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110908923977361330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/02/before-i-break.html' title='before i break.'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110908827244440894</id><published>2005-02-23T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T00:04:32.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love you Lord&lt;br /&gt;&amp;.&lt;br /&gt;i lift my voice.&lt;br /&gt;to worship you.&lt;br /&gt;all my soul . .&lt;br /&gt;rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;take joy my King.&lt;br /&gt;in what you hear&lt;br /&gt;may it be a ..&lt;br /&gt;sweet. sweet. sound&lt;br /&gt;in your ear :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i look at you. i'll just remind myself in my heart "Jesus loves me" and eventhough this heartbreak turns into a heartache and still goes on, i'll get through it. cos he'll put my heart back together. cos his love will never fail me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110908827244440894?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110908827244440894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110908827244440894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110908827244440894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110908827244440894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-love-you-lord.html' title=''/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110903460849673033</id><published>2005-02-22T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T09:10:08.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>didnt go to school today, was feeling a little sick in my tummy. =/ its those irritating cramps again. but they'll pass after a day or so. i'm actually really happy that i got to miss school today cos i've been having lack of sleep and rest for these past few days. so yeepee~ i get to sleep for another 3 to 4 hours. but it also means when i get back to school i have tons of work to catch up on. i'll just make this a short blog. thre reason i came on the computer was so i could have some music singing to me while i crash and snooze my day away. so yehh. i'll blog later today or when i get thrown out of my lalaland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;exodus fourteen; fourteen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110903460849673033?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110903460849673033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110903460849673033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110903460849673033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110903460849673033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/02/didnt-go-to-school-today-was-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110898814341725723</id><published>2005-02-21T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T20:20:54.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jx.</title><content type='html'>and i realise how much he had to give up for me. how much he had to surrender. how much he had to put upon himself and all this just becos he loved me? he would do all this, for someone.. like me? the thought of how far you went and how much you did just sinks so deep in my heart. and everytime i fell you were there to catch me; everytime i cried you hide me under your arms; everytime i smiled you would smile with me; everytime i would hide you would try to find me; everytime i feel like nothing will ever go right you prove me wrong; everytime i need someone you become the most irresitable person i've ever met; and you still do and you still are. and its that feeling of longing that you leave me with everytime we talk, everytime we meet, everytime i just sit and continue to fall in love you. and i never want this to end. cos all my hope is in you. everything i do is why? is you. jx/ honey on my lips.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110898814341725723?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110898814341725723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110898814341725723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110898814341725723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110898814341725723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/02/jx.html' title='jx.'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110897593260690169</id><published>2005-02-21T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T16:52:12.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>and everything's gonna be alright. if i just keep dancing with &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; in my heart :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110897593260690169?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110897593260690169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110897593260690169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110897593260690169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110897593260690169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110881962816058776</id><published>2005-02-19T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T11:46:26.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enough [edited]</title><content type='html'>let me know you love me; let that be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// it all seems so easy, when they tell you to be happy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it aint what it was but what it is now? alot has changed i guess. and i just have to accept the fact that its going to end up like this. so i'll just try and keep that smile on my face to hold on a little longer.. my paper heart was torn and this is all its left. but hey someone came along and he gave a smile. and with that look on his face i just fell in love. a little bit of happiness at first but it turned into a whole world of it. :) so thanks. this is for &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;. cos everything will mean nothing to me if i aint got you. cos my world would be empty if i never knew how much you gave. something no one else would understand; cos its just between us. something small something big something missing something quintessential something beautiful something undignified something different something about love. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;psst. i love you. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110881962816058776?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110881962816058776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110881962816058776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110881962816058776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110881962816058776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/02/enough-edited.html' title='enough [edited]'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110879483866083524</id><published>2005-02-19T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T15:45:47.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out loud.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[and when i'm feeling so down. i'll just think of you and i'll smile on the inside.. so teach me to fall in love with you again. cos i deno how..&lt;br /&gt;and everything else. well everything means nothing if i aint got you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be mine/three7]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just went by twing's site and saw the pics she posted up. i'm really missing bangalore now. i cant wait to go back there end of this year.. and we're praying hard that God's moving greatly there. :) india4Christ"&lt;br /&gt;hehe and to ps.Arthur's family; thanks for the love you given us when we were there and also the teddy bear you got me. i pray that prayer on the bear every night for you guys.. s0'treme~.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110879483866083524?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110879483866083524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110879483866083524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110879483866083524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110879483866083524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/02/out-loud.html' title='out loud.'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110873807345019077</id><published>2005-02-18T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T22:47:53.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ice.</title><content type='html'>sometimes you miss out on something bigger than you are. i know its a little hard to comprehen what i'm trying to say. but i dont want that to happen to me. so here i'll stand strong and here is where i'll go on. so forget this pain and forget what happened. i'll walk on with his hand in mine, and from here is when everything in my life will finally make sense . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;btw you smell like ice :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110873807345019077?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110873807345019077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110873807345019077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110873807345019077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110873807345019077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/02/ice.html' title='ice.'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110873760386814788</id><published>2005-02-18T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T22:40:03.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>john mayer- daughter.</title><content type='html'>i know a girl&lt;br /&gt;She puts the color inside of my world&lt;br /&gt;She's just like a maze&lt;br /&gt;Where all of the walls all continually change&lt;br /&gt;And I've done all I can&lt;br /&gt;To stand on her steps with my heart in my hands&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm starting to see&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's got nothing to do with me&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Fathers be good to your daughters&lt;br /&gt;Daughters will love like you do&lt;br /&gt;Girls become lovers who turn into mothers&lt;br /&gt;So mothers be good to your daughters too&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you see that skin?&lt;br /&gt;It's the same she's been standing in&lt;br /&gt;Since the day she saw him walking away&lt;br /&gt;Now she's left&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning up the mess he made&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Boys, you can break&lt;br /&gt;You'll find out how much they can take&lt;br /&gt;Boys will be strong&lt;br /&gt;And boys soldier on&lt;br /&gt;But boys would be gone without warmth from&lt;br /&gt;A woman's good, good heart&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;On behalf of every man&lt;br /&gt;Looking out for every girl&lt;br /&gt;You are the god and the weight of her world&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Fathers be good to your daughters&lt;br /&gt;Daughters will love like you do&lt;br /&gt;Girls become lovers who turn into mothers&lt;br /&gt;So mothers be good to your daughters too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;//something sweet i've been listening to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110873760386814788?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110873760386814788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110873760386814788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110873760386814788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110873760386814788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/02/john-mayer-daughter.html' title='john mayer- daughter.'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110873629549277056</id><published>2005-02-18T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T22:58:41.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>him.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;your name is like honey on my lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;your spirit like water to my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;your word is a lamp unto my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110873629549277056?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110873629549277056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110873629549277056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110873629549277056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110873629549277056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/02/him.html' title='him.'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110863229979033734</id><published>2005-02-17T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T17:29:23.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for yew.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;leap of faith- michelle branch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One last call to answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling full of despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't think I can get through it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just one last prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And it's a leap of faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you believe there's someone out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its a leap of faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you believe that someone cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And when I call out to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will you be right there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Searching for the answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nobody seems to care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And now I wish that you were here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To wipe away my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Waiting for the answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;remembering the times we would share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somehow I feel you here beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even though you're not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And its a leap of faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you believe there's someone out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its a leap of faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you believe that someone cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And when I call out to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will you be right there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'll be waiting by the windowfor the smile to come through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i'll be waiting in the darkenss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when I call out to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'll remember when you told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I could trust in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy birthday chellemei.&lt;/div&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/10852061-110863229979033734?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110863229979033734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110863229979033734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110863229979033734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110863229979033734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/02/for-yew.html' title='for yew.'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110863165660042952</id><published>2005-02-17T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T17:14:16.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for you.</title><content type='html'>he came into her world.&lt;br /&gt;no diamonds nor pearls could ever replace what he gave her.&lt;br /&gt;love hurts, hurts very much.&lt;br /&gt;but in the party of two,&lt;br /&gt;one will always feel more pain than the other.&lt;br /&gt;its sad it had to be her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey something changed. and guess where she is now? :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110863165660042952?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110863165660042952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110863165660042952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110863165660042952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110863165660042952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/02/for-you.html' title='for you.'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110856627535332434</id><published>2005-02-16T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T23:04:35.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would you sell me your happiness? cos mine is all broken =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would you give me your love? cos mine is all gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would you buy me sand? cos my sand castle is slowly colapsing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would you take me somewhere beautiful? cos i'm sick of seeing the same thing everyday when i wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would you ran away with me? cos i had enough of hiding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would you say.. you need me? cos i need you right now . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;please give me something beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;please play me something pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;please come back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;crushed . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110856627535332434?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110856627535332434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110856627535332434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110856627535332434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110856627535332434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/02/something-beautiful.html' title='something beautiful'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10852061.post-110856068807512406</id><published>2005-02-16T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T21:31:28.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still you?</title><content type='html'>i'm finally back. i'll try updating as often as i can.. no promises, i'm form3 so.. i got alot of studying to do. its like all the sudden i turned into this little kiasu nerd? haha. i'm still very slacky in my cause work so just cross out the kiasu part. neways i'll get a tag board soon and get my links all up only when i'm done with my first layout. i'm still learning how to really make one, so dont sue me if its going to take like forever. -.- special thanks to steph cos she's the one whose going to teach me. &lt;br /&gt;school today was fine. midweek service was alrightt, the one way song didnt really flow as i wanted to. i guess we're new at this so we just need a little more like pract and stuff. and we need a better choice of songs. it was lesson after lesson today. like no break? exp for p.e haha. that was funn~ i'm starting to love volleyball. :)))~ i stayed back with Jason, Sther, Benny and Jess, waiting for my sis to finish her practs and all that. went home and my mood like totally changed. -.- i felt soo.. like restless in my mind. and slept for awhile to get myself out of it. and yehh it did work. i think it was becos i had this really sweet dream. lol. and yehh my sis taught me a few new chords for guitar. i can sorta play 'sing(yourlove)' now.. and yehh here i am blogging. i really feel like going out all the sudden? i wish i could be like somewhere beautiful and lying on the green grass and just watching the star twinkle and stuff. i really miss doing that. good times :) and the anticipation of waiting for the sunset and guessing what color it would be this time and stuff. :))) great times actually.&lt;br /&gt;anyways Bernard just called so i gotta go. =) hehe have to Andrew later too.  seeya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"when you say you love me, let that be enough"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110856068807512406?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-10852061.post-110847866417329005</id><published>2005-02-15T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T22:44:24.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cushtiee.</title><content type='html'>the new site's name is cute isnt it? hehee ;) i was inspired by the black little cushion thing Benny got for me from uk. and yehh i'm opening a new site. not sure why actually, i actually have another site &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but thats for certain eyes only.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but its nice be back and stuff. i'll start blogging tomorow. since its getting late and i still have like tons of homework to finish up, i have been really slacking in my cause work in class -.- so yehh this is it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10852061-110847866417329005?l=cushtie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/feeds/110847866417329005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10852061&amp;postID=110847866417329005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110847866417329005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10852061/posts/default/110847866417329005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cushtie.blogspot.com/2005/02/cushtiee.html' title='cushtiee.'/><author><name>angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556763852326577791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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