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  <updated>2009-11-13T16:42:01Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:y_ourserenade:144075</id>
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    <title>Friday the 13th/ TWLOHA</title>
    <published>2009-11-13T16:40:27Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-13T16:42:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu289/y_ourserenade/Snapshot_20091114_3.jpg" width="228" height="170"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu289/y_ourserenade/Snapshot_20091114_9.jpg" width="228" height="171"&gt;&lt;br&gt; i’m bored, i’m grumpy, i need a haircut. but i’m happy today. and i drink yakult every night. i contradict myself do i?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:y_ourserenade:143362</id>
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    <title>A &amp; K</title>
    <published>2009-11-08T15:37:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-08T15:37:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">cheers to 8 years ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what i mean! &amp;lt;3&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:y_ourserenade:143111</id>
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    <title>when i'm older...</title>
    <published>2009-11-07T07:39:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-07T07:41:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Too Bright To See, Too Loud To Hear x Underoath</lj:music>
    <content type="html">and IF i've kids in the future. here are... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 things i'll tell my children when they're old enough to understand.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; "&gt;#1&lt;/span&gt; You will come across music that not many people are into. &lt;u&gt;Like what you like&lt;/u&gt;. Take the time to understand what you hear. Music makes the world go round. Listen to everything in the song. The beat, the sound, the voice, the lyrics, the meaning. Take it all in. Lyrics will make you cry sometimes. But that just means that you can relate. And being able to know that there is someone out there that knows exactly how you&amp;rsquo;re feeling, is one of the most amazing feelings in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; "&gt;#2&lt;/span&gt; Stay true to yourself. Once you know who you are, don&amp;rsquo;t change. &lt;u&gt;Don&amp;rsquo;t let the bitterness of your peers bring you down.&lt;/u&gt; Enjoy the beauty of the world, look past all the flaws. Remember to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; "&gt;#3&lt;/span&gt; Don&amp;rsquo;t be afraid to fall in love. Forget the judgements, love is love. Take the risk of the fall. &lt;u&gt;Let yourself be happy.&lt;/u&gt; Live for the moment. Forget about the future. Forget about the past. Cherish what you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; "&gt;#4&lt;/span&gt; At one point, your heart will feel broken. Your mind will be consumed with pessimistic thoughts, and there will be no other time in your life that you will be thinking as much as you will when something bad happens in your life. Try not to let it get the best of you. Live for what you have. Remember what you have. &lt;u&gt;As much as you&amp;rsquo;re going to want to think that you have nothing, make sure you turn around. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; "&gt;#5&lt;/span&gt; Be kind. Be blunt. Be rude. Be sarcastic. Be lovely. &lt;u&gt;Be original&lt;/u&gt;. Be whoever you want to be, but be friends with everyone. Enemies will come and go, but don&amp;rsquo;t hold grudges. You will like and dislike, but still find the decency to be civilized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; "&gt;#6&lt;/span&gt; You&amp;rsquo;ll grow, and you&amp;rsquo;ll want to try new things. &lt;u&gt;Don&amp;rsquo;t be afraid to, but always listen to your gut instinct&lt;/u&gt;. It does not matter what you do or how you do it, but it does matter if you have a good heart. Love everything at one point or another. If you can&amp;rsquo;t explain how you feel, write it down. Keep it for a time you&amp;rsquo;ll need it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; "&gt;#7&lt;/span&gt; You will dwell on things that have happened in the past, but remember that sometimes it&amp;rsquo;s okay to let go. You will at some point have to let go of someone, and even when it feels like they&amp;rsquo;re gone, &lt;u&gt;you will still have their memory&lt;/u&gt;. That is what matters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; "&gt;#8 &lt;/span&gt;Make love. Nothing more, nothing less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; "&gt;#9&lt;/span&gt; Don&amp;rsquo;t follow a trend. Start one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; "&gt;#10&lt;/span&gt; Lay in bed and listen to the rain. Go for a walk when it&amp;rsquo;s the perfect day. &lt;u&gt;Spend time with people that are worth spending time with&lt;/u&gt;. Laugh at moments that aren&amp;rsquo;t worth laughing at. Smile when it&amp;rsquo;s the right moment. Kiss someone you know you&amp;rsquo;re in love with. Dream. Rebel.&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller; "&gt;via (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://morganmartinez.tumblr.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller; "&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller; "&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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    <title>A for.</title>
    <published>2009-10-28T18:39:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-28T18:39:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Always x Blink 182</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;i think you're Awesome.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-me.</content>
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    <title>Oh, let's get rich and buy our parents homes in the South of France</title>
    <published>2009-10-25T19:12:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-25T19:15:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class="ljembed" embedid="85" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="86" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;well you might be a bit confused&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you might be a little bit bruised&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;but baby how we spoon like no one else&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;so I will help you read those books&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you will soothe my worried looks&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;and we will put the lonesome on the shelf&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>17 October.</title>
    <published>2009-10-23T18:38:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-23T18:38:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu289/y_ourserenade/9321_157979756445_574926445_2922438.jpg" width="440" height="293"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu289/y_ourserenade/6827_157986396445_574926445_2922489.jpg" width="445" height="296"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu289/y_ourserenade/6827_157993066445_574926445_2922587.jpg" width="448" height="298"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu289/y_ourserenade/9321_157990791445_574926445_2922562.jpg" width="450" height="300"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu289/y_ourserenade/6827_158012791445_574926445_2922890.jpg" width="451" height="300"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu289/y_ourserenade/6827_158027361445_574926445_2923114.jpg" width="451" height="300"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu289/y_ourserenade/6827_157995226445_574926445_2922621.jpg" width="450" height="300"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;Overdue peektures taken on Gen’s debut! :) She looked like a princess that night. Thanks for the invite love! Happy 18th (belated) again :)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>life</title>
    <published>2009-10-15T09:50:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-15T10:03:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;lollipops turn into cigarettes. the innocents turn into sluts. homework goes into the trash. cellphones are being used in class. detention becomes suspension. soda becomes vodka. bikes become cars. kisses turn into sex. remember when getting high meant swinging in the playground? when protection meant wearing a helmet? when the worst thing you can get from boys were cooties? dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and mom was your hero? your worst enemies were your siblings. race issues were about who ran the fastest. war was only a card game. and the only drug you knew was cough medicine. when wearing a skirt didn’t make you a slut. the most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees. and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow.&lt;font size="3"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;and we couldn’t wait to grow up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;remember?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>lists</title>
    <published>2009-10-08T16:37:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-11T08:03:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Vanilla Twilight x Owl City</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img width="482" height="321" alt="" src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu289/y_ourserenade/7932_288682950553_748815553_9199043.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img width="482" height="321" alt="" src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu289/y_ourserenade/IMG_9089.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="482" height="199" alt="" src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu289/y_ourserenade/IMG_9067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="482" height="321" alt="" src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu289/y_ourserenade/IMG_9082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="482" height="321" alt="" src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu289/y_ourserenade/IMG_9079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="482" height="321" alt="" src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu289/y_ourserenade/IMG_9084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;#1 &lt;strike&gt;Arrange my notes back in order&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 &lt;strike&gt;Clean my room&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 GET SLEEEEEEEEP&lt;br /&gt;#4 revamp armoire&lt;br /&gt;#5 picnics!!&lt;br /&gt;#6 movie marathons&lt;br /&gt;#7 halloween costume(?)&lt;br /&gt;#8 BB/Iphone?!?!?!?!??! HELP ME DECIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I doubt #1/#2 is ever gonna happen any soon cus i'm sucha lazy ass. I've no idea why it's the top two though!&lt;/strike&gt; Anyohhow, how's it like being 18 for 10 days? I don't feel anything though. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, my 18th wasn't all grand&amp;nbsp;(cus IT FALLS IN THE PROMOS wk :( FML but nevermind im used to it)&amp;nbsp;--you know the feeling that what seemed to excite you before doesn't to anymore? There weren't any mega parties/getaways or any of those celebrations of spoilt brats who've richass folks in My Super Sweet 16 on MTV. And yes, they've grand celebrations for their 16 such spoilt kids. I forgot what I had when I turned 16 -_- It was merely spent with my favourite people, giving me unexpected surprises which came one after another? 09B4 lured me to go to the container classroom cus apparently Harry got into an 'accident'. I was like... WTF!? Best &amp;amp; Ron came in the evening with a cake and a banner outside my doorstep. Best, you never fail to surprise me and I've got a megahugeass handmade card from you again this year. Thanks for everything and you know that i love you very much yeah? :) And oh, the collaboration with LB was epic. Seriously wasn't expecting that! Awwww, i love you people :) Anyway i'm gonna go back to watching shows online till I get bored and maybe stuff myself with food? Okay maybe not the latter cus... i've gained weight :( x infinity. How now? Need to hit the gym with D soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx</content>
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    <title>18th</title>
    <published>2009-09-30T10:12:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-30T10:21:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;28/9&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't find the right words to describe the day. nonetheless it consisted of unexpected events by all my fav people :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large; "&gt;i love you guys v v v v v v v much :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: will do a proper update soon, after next wk!&lt;br /&gt;XX&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>y_ourserenade @ 2009-09-26T15:23:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-26T07:23:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-26T07:23:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="84" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: IKR bloody hell i shouldn't be here, but i luv this song :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Goodbye.</title>
    <published>2009-09-21T12:55:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-21T14:28:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Autobahn/ Anberlin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;I SHALL REFRAIN MYSELF FROM BEING IN THE CYBERWORLD VIA MY LAPTOP TILL 8 OCTOBER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;IT&amp;rsquo;S NOT EASY,I KNOW &amp;hellip;BUT FUCK IT ;) maybe I should hide the iTouch somewhere cus I know I forget where I place my stuff easily. Till then, ciao people. I hope I survive. and &amp;hellip;dang I should have done this earlier &amp;gt;:O&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>y_ourserenade @ 2009-09-20T18:29:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-20T10:29:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-20T10:29:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3157/3937001572_40b191499b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>y_ourserenade @ 2009-09-12T15:54:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-12T07:54:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-12T17:15:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3218/3911168477_e75f6bcb00.jpg" width="233" height="175"&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2635/3911168475_d1d2318d97.jpg" width="240" height="180"&gt;&lt;br&gt;This bum over here is wasting her youth away by studying. Sigh so loooooooking forward to the end of promos!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>part of the list</title>
    <published>2009-09-11T12:15:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-11T12:16:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="83" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>y_ourserenade @ 2009-09-05T14:41:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-05T06:42:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-05T06:42:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Red/ Daniel Merriweather</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Today, momma ask me what would I want for my 18th. Truth is, I don't know. What d'you think?</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>y_ourserenade @ 2009-09-04T23:05:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-04T16:05:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-04T16:16:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;“God is with you. He must be, for you are the closest thing to an angel that I’ve ever met.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;- A Walk To Remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Goodbye Aug</title>
    <published>2009-09-01T16:34:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-01T16:54:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Inevitable x Anberlin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2515/3878503774_f577d5daf5.jpg" width="391" height="260"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3444/3877745755_ab72b3e8e7.jpg" width="391" height="261"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2612/3878540150_86d18052fb.jpg" width="393" height="261"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(via &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vulnerablechaos/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;vulnerablechaos&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;August ended off with a big bang I’d say. With Anberlin being the final act to play on the last day of Baybeats, what more do we ask for? I managed to catch them on the final day of Baybeats’09 despite being grounded –__- Anyway, thanks Best i love you for helping me escape from my misery! Bumped into so many people that night. I couldn’t decide on who to meet up with and all. Everyone was scattered around with their own group of friends. I really enjoyed the acoustic set though. They started off with A Day Late, ultimate favvvvvvv \m/ followed by other tracks like Inevitable and Paperthin Hymn. A few hours later, they were back rocking the night at the Powerhouse. There were tons of people I swear I almost suffocated. Anyway, skip that. So yes, another month has passed by and September’s here. Like what fatcat had said, it seemed like Aug is taking forever to end. I guess there were some significant events that took place in Aug that are worth remembering ;) Oh welllllll I guess all we can do is look forward and damn you know I’d just want Promos to end real quick and say yes to fun joy and laughter …… NOT. Okay another one of my make-believes. Goodnight.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>spinning</title>
    <published>2009-08-27T14:42:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-27T14:42:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2464/3861490403_4f64d1116a.jpg"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;Can ya’ll smell the weekends?!!!! HAHAH you’ve no idea on how happy I am that the weekends are finally here (okay not really, but TMRW IS FRIDAY). School has been draining me out. Been staying for night study with my late night chill-out study partners. Yay i luv you guys x infinity :)))))) Plus our RANDOM liberal topics! Anyway my dear Chue wrote that note for me when I was having my 15min nap yesterday! Should I have econs tuition? Sigh i’m seriously lagging behind :( I’ve been catching up with math though + geog! On a totally random note, i miss everyone ;( I feel like I haven’t been seeing/talking to you guys lately. I hate it for the fact that we’re so busy with our own lives. I’m still thinking of ya’ll constantly, cross my heart&amp;lt;3 BITCHES i demand a reunion!!!! :(((( &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>quiet screaming</title>
    <published>2009-08-24T17:39:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-24T17:41:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3468/3823023456_1e7f15a840.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Things That Make Life Worth Living,</title>
    <published>2009-08-21T18:41:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-21T18:45:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Thinking Of You Later - Every Avenue</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&amp;ldquo;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Falling in love. Hearing your favorite song on the radio. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside. Milkshakes. Bubble baths. Giggling. Long convo&amp;rsquo;s late at night. The beach. Running through sprinklers. Laughing at an inside joke. Laughing at yourself. Laughing so hard your stomach hurts. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all. Just plain laughing. Having someone tell you that you&amp;rsquo;re beautiful. Friends. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep. First kisses. Making new friends or spending time with old ones. Playing with a new puppy. Sweet dreams. Hot chocolate. Road trips with friends. Making chocolate chip cookies. Holding hands with someone you care about. Watching the sunrise. Watching a sunset. Getting out of bed in the morning after sleeping in and looking out the window to see its sunny, birds are chirping, and kids are playing. Knowing that somebody misses you.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&amp;ldquo;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;(via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://runawaytrain.tumblr.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;runawaytrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>first day of the rest of our lives</title>
    <published>2009-08-19T13:22:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-19T13:24:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;“&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;I want to appreciate the times when moments are made into memories. I want to embrace them, cherish them, and never forget that they come so few and far between. I know that wherever life takes me, these moments will always follow. They remind me of what’s truly important. It’s not just life, but living. It’s the journey, the destination, and all the points in between. And I must admit, I like what I see.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>alive</title>
    <published>2009-08-15T10:37:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-15T10:37:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2579/3822214983_9f07954cae.jpg"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2431/3822217805_e3549105c7.jpg" width="403" height="310"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3442/3822214935_487ae2ba66.jpg"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2472/3822110545_469cb55077.jpg" width="404" height="404"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>your scent is the rum the room is a bottle</title>
    <published>2009-08-04T14:27:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-04T14:28:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="81" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;we'll stop the clock together&lt;br /&gt;and know that the timing was right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:y_ourserenade:132558</id>
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    <title>I pull up to the front of your driveway</title>
    <published>2009-07-27T16:18:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-22T16:09:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Thinking Of You Later x Every Avenue</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've been talking about food to almost everyone. Today, my groupmates were supposed to discuss about our project which is due NEXT&amp;nbsp;WK. I started whining about how I want to get myself shaker fries at that point of time. (AND&amp;nbsp;YES&amp;nbsp;IM&amp;nbsp;V&amp;nbsp;HAPPY&amp;nbsp;THAT IT'S BACK I EVEN HAD DREAMS OF IT OKAYYYYYYY) Anyway... so yes I was talking about shaker fries. And then all of a sudden, my groupmate starts talking about &lt;em&gt;ban mian&lt;/em&gt;, carrot cake, satay, prata... omg. It was never ending I tell you. HAHAH Sorry D, I know we had to finish our work but we kept on talking about food! *slaps myself* I'm sorry I think my hunger is contagious. I'm hungry almost EVERYTIME. Good or bad? I bet i'm gonna be complaining about being hungry tmrw again. So, I guess i've to dump food into my messy bag. (sigh I need to start clearing my pile of worksheets cus they are all cluttered around!!!) okay it's been only a few mins since i've typed this and i'm hungry now :( oh my, i want to have a picnic!&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;(but when i'm rich again cus currently,me have no cashhhh *pouts*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night earthlings, Have a better day in schl tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;i h8 Mondays :(&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>RHD &amp;lsquo;09</title>
    <published>2009-07-25T09:54:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-25T09:55:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Where The Story Ends x The Fray</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2603/3754680426_69e936ee88.jpg?v=0" width="410" height="273"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2545/3753882265_6c300b7aaa.jpg?v=0" width="408" height="272"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2632/3754683070_569b37c3fe.jpg?v=0" width="410" height="273"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i know this space is getting boring. my life’s boring. i’m so annoyed cus i’m so broke ttm. there’s so many things i want to get but i’ve to wait till the end of the month! damn. anyone nice enough to fund the needy? :) training @bugis yesterday was intense but I had fun and prolly lose a number of calories. yay (Y) but i’m always hungry especially in the wee hours, which is bad. cus i’ll end up eating and sleeping straightaway after that! okay i think i’m going to get my butt on the massage chair, read a book while eating tim tams. i suck at multi tasking but there’s no harm trying ;)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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