<?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-5668776</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:40:20.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+ french kisses litter my soul +</title><subtitle type='html'>-==-</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</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>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-110406049941261334</id><published>2004-12-26T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T19:28:19.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>xmas dinner at darl's was eventfully emotional..xiaomei's fanatic wish ta head town against all odds, shar's fat confession(lol), chel's roadside weep&amp; lisa's angry bf..hi jerms!da amount of bitchin was juz incredible..not dat i din enjoyed it..i loved it!we almost missed 'Meet da Fockers' as a result which i consider divine retribution.hehei missed my fav bruder&amp; her fav cousin.i KNOW u </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/110406049941261334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/110406049941261334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_12_26_archive.html#110406049941261334' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-110343789853311655</id><published>2004-12-19T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T01:41:12.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>time ta update my bloggy woggy!im not hip anymore..no one visits my site anymore!!NO ONE TAGS ME ANYMORE!!haha..sorry fer dat bitchy whiney outburst.misses:sun, random bumpin into unlikely couple frens in town btw 11-8 &amp;bitchy speculations thereafter.work:pickin up calls from 'i wana speak ta ur supervisor', 'i noe ur CEO', 'wil u stop transferrin me' customersfav day:sundayfav person:R</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/110343789853311655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/110343789853311655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_12_19_archive.html#110343789853311655' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-109870766940420153</id><published>2004-10-25T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T20:34:29.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is brudder's first LOVE!she has cool funky short mat hair!and she kisses well.she just fuckedMY ASS!this is pussy!i lick my own fur!i am a cat.meow meow meow!this is ME.the short fugly me!I LOVE THE WORLD!especiallythe MOLES in the world!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109870766940420153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109870766940420153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_10_24_archive.html#109870766940420153' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-109621985436455044</id><published>2004-09-27T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T01:30:54.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh no oh no oh no..I DO MISSSSS MY LOVELY LIL CLIQUE!!!hahahaseriously..last few time we met up fer dat miserable amt of time i felt like we drifted..sighguess major catchin up is due dis tues..its ahem ahem's silly lil birthday celebration..whoever gets born on CHILDREN'S DAY u tell me??hehehewent cheeky monkey's on sat..its a BLACK &amp; WHITE shithole.seriously!damn hotdamn hot..literallymy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109621985436455044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109621985436455044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_09_26_archive.html#109621985436455044' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-109561500408878299</id><published>2004-09-20T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T01:30:04.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>prelims r kinda over &amp; i behave like my A's r over..been a hell of a borin personi feel too borin ta go any further..nonetheless..someone pls tell me how ta get outta being a one dimension, resentful, ego-driven, self-centered piece of crap coz i feel like one now.god noes how i left all my old frens behind&amp; fail ta find new ones i even come close ta likin.yesss i do hate frens.hahappl </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109561500408878299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109561500408878299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_09_19_archive.html#109561500408878299' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-109392076226854449</id><published>2004-08-31T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T10:52:42.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&gt;&gt;xiaomei:hahaha..am i too late??who did wad ta u?!hehe..gif u pretty red highliner next time.it hides blood clots &amp; spots.grinz&gt;&gt;em:got skinnier?hehe..hope she loved it=)&gt;&gt;rapeme&amp; sarah darlin:hi u two happy couple=) being tgt too long is not COOL..hahaha.kiddin!!&gt;&gt;audreychenbiggirl:ur not my MAMA!!&gt;&gt;yunx:yunx act cool NOT COOL!hahaha&gt;&gt;ching:wad happened darlin?tc of urself k?anythg email </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109392076226854449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109392076226854449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_08_29_archive.html#109392076226854449' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-109340027274584605</id><published>2004-08-25T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T10:32:53.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&gt;&gt;adelia:i miss u ger..tok ta ya soon&amp;pls behave urself or ill become ur granny instead!hehe&gt;&gt;lim yingjun:how long haf u known me stupid ger!!?i presume u can recognise me from top ta bottom back&amp; front!hehe..or maybe u juz reeeeeli miss me=p&gt;&gt;chermy:wormyyyyy!!seriously missin u.cant wait.catch up durin da sept hols kkkkk?hehe&gt;&gt;lala:silly ger..i can see u in sch anytime!msg me k?=)&gt;&gt;char:i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109340027274584605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109340027274584605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_08_22_archive.html#109340027274584605' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-109288202666007792</id><published>2004-08-19T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T10:20:26.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was a bored child dis mornin..im a bored child now..now  now now NOW!!!SOOooooooOoOoOo BOOOReeeeeeEddddddd!!!+i miss my girlfriend+</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109288202666007792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109288202666007792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_08_15_archive.html#109288202666007792' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-109258827227708822</id><published>2004-08-16T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T07:15:06.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello frens..been too busy ta blogi miss u ching!!!waddya stressed bout?ill try my calmin effect here.close ur eyes &amp; feel me huggin u &amp; tellin u everythg's alrite coz uve got all ur frens..&amp; we all love &amp; miss u over here.&amp; ms adelia too..where da fck is she anw??sobzbruder lee:seriously glad i went fer our lil faggin cum chattin session on sat.tot we were driftin &amp; u &amp; muffin hate me fer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109258827227708822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109258827227708822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_08_15_archive.html#109258827227708822' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-109146744445438646</id><published>2004-08-03T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T01:24:04.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sorry fer da terrible last entry..it wld haf been better screamed to da shithead instead of a public announcement=)back ta skool after a half mth breakaside from my ba zi(meanin 'birth fortune' in chinese) clashin terribly wif ALL my teachers', i caught up wif peeps here&amp; dere..social life's back on track finally..hehemy retarded dad actually spelled brother PAUL rogers as brother JOHN </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109146744445438646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109146744445438646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109146744445438646' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-109103048710213087</id><published>2004-07-28T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T00:01:27.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it doesn't matter wad others tinkof me. of my taste..of everythg i care abt..i try not ta care but havin friends who act like my mum is so not cooli will reeli drop u from my life if u ever say dat bout her again..try me.fck u who spoiled my mood.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109103048710213087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109103048710213087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_07_25_archive.html#109103048710213087' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-109069144939980112</id><published>2004-07-25T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T10:39:29.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lotsa excesses today..hurhur drank, sang, puffed, gayed, loitered, snapped fugly picts of ourselves..simple pleasures=)  now i noe how much ive been missin my darlin muffin &amp; brudder.hehe eunice spent like half da time quarrellin wif her bf over da fone&amp; left wif my lit bk!i need it back soon ya hear??!where r ur priorities dear!!drink first break up lata is a much beta idea??kiddin.. encore </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109069144939980112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109069144939980112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_07_25_archive.html#109069144939980112' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-109059960278483735</id><published>2004-07-23T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T00:20:02.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hurrhuurr..why does everyone noe bout my suspension??!CHING ur in melbourne fer christ sake!!&amp; i fckin miss u laa..dun scold me=)sarah!!u dropped out fer fck?!gd fer u...hehe.im gonna join u fer econs tution soon leraviel flew off today..teared &amp; tearedyea me..she juz covered her face wif da rainbow scarf i gave her.silly assmet lil junz &amp; took some idiot picsi wan my LV wallet SOON </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109059960278483735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109059960278483735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_07_18_archive.html#109059960278483735' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-109042382907279331</id><published>2004-07-21T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T23:30:29.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aslyn - thats when i love youwhen you have to look awaywhen you don't have much to saythat's when I love youI love you, just that wayto hear you stumble when you speakor see you walk, with two left feetthats when I love you,I love you, endlesslyand when you're mad cause you lost the gameforget I'm waiting in the rainbaby I love you,I love you anywaycause here's my promise made </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109042382907279331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109042382907279331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_07_18_archive.html#109042382907279331' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-109016830719857076</id><published>2004-07-19T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T00:31:47.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>long break.wanted ta forget some stuff, one person..which i didi hope i haf da courage ta go say gd-bye tho.. went out ta town today in da end ta pass one teeny weeny study material back ta someone..hurhur.bet she prob din use it anw!brought it shoppin instead.. dunno wad ta do bout dis person..fckin scared bout how tings will turn out in da endive morphed inta a fckin hum ji/coward/no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109016830719857076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/109016830719857076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_07_18_archive.html#109016830719857076' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108912888105686523</id><published>2004-07-06T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T12:58:55.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>seriously i juz wana be left alone.thx ta those who haf been dere all da way.&gt;&gt;junz&amp; lala:thx fer being so swt all da time gers.sometimes ur smiles &amp; company are all i need=)&gt;&gt;em:how come i dun see u in skool anymore?how come how come!!oh oh i love denise!might u haf her no.?  &gt;&gt;sal:helloo pettypigg!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108912888105686523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108912888105686523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108912888105686523' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108904721222839207</id><published>2004-07-06T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T01:06:52.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>silly why i ever tot i needed so many gers ard probably an ego thing i admitbut it was never datno time fer regrets..alwaz will be here  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108904721222839207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108904721222839207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108904721222839207' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108875327754539312</id><published>2004-07-02T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T15:27:57.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ur righti cant defend myself.pls read my emaili'll pick up my fone if u wana call..take me seriously dis time k?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108875327754539312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108875327754539312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108875327754539312' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108874945716298373</id><published>2004-07-02T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T14:24:17.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've never felt betterno school, no home.no aviel. no othersi live a life before i found miseryhaha..being da drama mama im again-grinzdoes anyone wana watch PRIVATE PARTS??its a play btwhaven washed my face wif cleanser in daysim practically livin like a gypsy..except fer da spongin off others &amp; lack of talent part &gt;_&lt;its amazin how everyone is attention deficit these days..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108874945716298373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108874945716298373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108874945716298373' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108831339101636740</id><published>2004-06-27T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T13:16:31.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cindy's allergic ta panadol.panadol causes cindy's eyes ta swell ta mere slits within mins.WHY DUN CINDY EVER LEARN!?!prob da 5643 times i took da damn pill without thinkin..dis time da nite before my history paper.mid-term gradesecons-Flit-Fhist-MCi haf great chances of gettin da gd progress award..=)so its confirmed.i'm sensitive ta most painkillers except morphine.which wld kill </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108831339101636740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108831339101636740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108831339101636740' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108784112543839607</id><published>2004-06-22T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T02:05:25.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ten things today:1.adelia tinks wearin all pink is very cute2.shuying agrees wif me3.char went ta a funeral after buyin pretty black top4.chi &amp; i cant play jurrasic park fer nuts5.weiliang &amp; i cant play time crisis fer peanuts!!6.thane stops an escalator..after askin me ta dodge his flyin kick7.xuez noes a ger called michelle..HAHAHA!8.i tink sarah noes her too9.absence make da heart </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108784112543839607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108784112543839607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108784112543839607' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108774546614950541</id><published>2004-06-20T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T23:31:06.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm over at my baby's place &amp; we r bored!!!!she's checkin my online activities again..hahaha.im so borin nobody wans me but u la..u sexy tart=p+aviel loves me i'm super luckybecoz she's super chio&amp; super attitiude &amp; super....HAHAHA..she juz ask me ta go &amp; die!&gt;_&lt;missin:CHI!!!catch up wif u when i reach halfway house..peiwen &amp; sarah too..btw sarah dear im not takin it back!!it's fer all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108774546614950541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108774546614950541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108774546614950541' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108771284023931942</id><published>2004-06-20T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T14:30:32.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i haf a terribly fcked up familyno..actually i juz haf a superb mum who decided ta haf kids when she cant even accept dem fer who dey areor maybe she was juz horny or felt obligatedwadever da reasons fer havin me..it sure does not include kind &amp; carin nurtureHAPPY FATHER'S DAYit's not like dad wld read my blog but i feel better nowhe's been a quiet supporter &amp; i regret callin u hen-pecked</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108771284023931942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108771284023931942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108771284023931942' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108758017290868196</id><published>2004-06-19T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T01:36:12.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>centro was funtruth &amp; dare was funfinally being able ta look down on ailin &amp; jacq was fun=padelia gettin picked up by weird guys was funny.hahahatinkin of wad me &amp; junz were discussin bout maintainin friendshipsits pretty hard stayin genuine these days wad wif insincere small talks, blatant dishonesty, flattery..fckit wif da image &amp; popularity issues..fck conforminreeli embarrassed lala</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108758017290868196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108758017290868196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_06_13_archive.html#108758017290868196' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108745082308791793</id><published>2004-06-17T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T13:40:23.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>centro tonite..not exactly lookin forward ta it now.baby can u pls come?den i can finally intro u ta adelia.hurhur..&amp; dun needa dance wif da pillar=pseriously i'm glad u asked so many questions.i cant hide anythg from u &amp; thx fer being understdin alwaz..thx fer listenin..i appreciate dat u dun jump inta silly conclusions..dat u read my actions more den my words.ilu+in memory of butch+</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108745082308791793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108745082308791793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_06_13_archive.html#108745082308791793' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108727652589243040</id><published>2004-06-15T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T13:15:25.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>got fckin fckin thrashed last nitethx thomas who followed me ard tryin ta convince me i shld go to bedthx mummy, whitney, addy, aaron, ben etc fer company at da playgrd where i puked eveery few min &amp; adopted a pet snail i nearly puked on thx mark, anna, tiang &amp; da rest who cleaned up da brown mess i threw up from da third storey..hahaha.dun even noe how i did dat..&gt;_&lt;thx xinghui..ur puke was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108727652589243040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108727652589243040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_06_13_archive.html#108727652589243040' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108719006614277774</id><published>2004-06-14T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T13:14:26.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CHING MEI YUN IS SUCKER LOSER!SUCKER LOSER IS CHING MEI YUN!play daidee sucks like hell..wear like shit..msg rubbish..HAHAHAyunx says everytime she reads my blog got dedication fer her so dere!!=ptoday is lalalalalalala day!!+love my itsy bitsy witsy gorgeous lil baby..stop tryin ta go on diet or u'll disappear &amp; den i'll haf nothin ta grope! &gt;_&lt;noe wads her diet?-shark's fin soup-dunno</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108719006614277774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108719006614277774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_06_13_archive.html#108719006614277774' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108693319716182728</id><published>2004-06-11T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T13:09:30.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bliss!da concept of sucha state was elusive of me til of recent.havin dat ONE person in ur life makes all da difference.baby..ur da first &amp; last thing on my mind each day..ur alwaz alwaz dere fer me &amp;i feel bad fer not pickin up ur calls on purposes sometimes..but i haf given my very logical logic&amp; u agreed!silly ger..i miss u every single fckin second ur away reeli wana do everythg &amp; </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108693319716182728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108693319716182728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108693319716182728' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108679706371352771</id><published>2004-06-09T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T00:04:23.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>first of all..THANK YOU darlin!!i'm fckin over da fckin moon.rem i told u da day before wad i envisioned, it prob cant come true but wad u told me..i promise u'll get.btw tink u shld juz ignore her k?i noe ur not cold..i noe i noe i noe so fck care wad she says..i love ur eyes, fckin beautiful eyesur lil smile, its soo hard ta catch u at one but when u do i find it hard ta breatheur </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108679706371352771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108679706371352771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108679706371352771' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108670177211881190</id><published>2004-06-08T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T21:36:12.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been beeeeeeee zzzzzz..sense a few changes in my life..den again nothing's quite permanent..glad fer a bit of assurance here &amp; dere..da blow ups rooted from concern &amp; dat itself is a cause fer forgiveness..speakin of which i was undeservin of hers..glad stuff ended fine.started wld be a beta word but da prospect in two mths..rather 1 mth 22days seems bleak.i noe not wad ta want..terribly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108670177211881190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108670177211881190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108670177211881190' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108546428900766279</id><published>2004-05-25T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T13:51:29.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YUUUNX!!WILL U JUZ GET RID OF DAT IDIOTIC POST U PUT UP PERMANENTLY ON MY POST THANK YOOOU..arrrghh.so annoyin.hahabeen on a roundhouse dis wk..surprises surprises.actin actions from a few nauseates &amp;undosfire's been put outunusual shittee..hahada crowd down north..i insist it's down not up sammy mummy!!IS way my speeed..im da novice dear.trust me ur fund's here rem?-grinzanw, time ta </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108546428900766279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108546428900766279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108546428900766279' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108541101153522807</id><published>2004-05-24T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T23:03:31.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lovin all my frens like fck..lovin all my frens like fck...lovin lovin &amp;lovin all my frens..reeli reeli appreciate havin u guys tryin so hard ta cheer me uphaha..bought me happy food, gave me happy hugs, bring me ta happy places, make me watch happy/naughty show, buy me happy clothes &amp;socks, baked a happy cake &amp; MAKE ME CARRY A HAPPY BABY!oh yesss..ya heard correctly..A HAPPY BABYYYY..not babe</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108541101153522807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108541101153522807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108541101153522807' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108506406852856867</id><published>2004-05-20T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T22:41:08.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dun we alllllll live in a topsy turvy world.....a topsy turvy world, topsy turvy world~~&amp; gettin tipsy, pissy &amp;drippy is wad everyone needs on a friday nite..haha.chi bong is baaaaad influence..aarrrgghh..life sucks!OC is a muz watch..who's dat gerrrr..?lalalalala lalala..she's misha burton!!NOW NOW NOW..everyone hurry go watccccch!feelin fakely high wif superficialities gog all ard keepin me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108506406852856867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108506406852856867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_05_16_archive.html#108506406852856867' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108420469634654770</id><published>2004-05-10T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T22:11:50.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>life is crazy..one week i'm outta school&amp; now i'm back.feels like a long time but more like i was not even gone..it's great seein everyone..but u do wonder if one day when u cease ta exist will all stop fer a moment to tink back of u..sad thought but when reality smacks u rite in da face..believe itjuz one brother paul rogers today cld haf ruined my life in a moment..condemned me to da life </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108420469634654770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108420469634654770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108420469634654770' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108394487015474145</id><published>2004-05-07T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T23:51:04.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>friday nites r meant ta be spent.......i needa new tastepple haf all gone in search of lifeu tink of how ur gonna be spendin thinkin ' crashinfeelinwastin, breathin fresh, cookin uptravellin..unpackin of burdens, ponder upon nothin, crampin, stampin, lights out light up lighten upit's a tough friday..&amp; thx fer ur company adelia</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108394487015474145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108394487015474145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108394487015474145' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108349793014936584</id><published>2004-05-02T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T19:41:58.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>life's been rollin out of hand recently..everyone noes da feelin of lettin go fer a moment of high realisin only too late ur headed towards a very long&amp;wrong direction..&amp; stop narrowin ur eyes ppl coz i mean dis in all aspects i noe my last entry was sickeningly redundant but..at dat time, sittin in front of da comp screen, dats all i wanted ta say.so everyone pls go:"humans are crazy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108349793014936584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108349793014936584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108349793014936584' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108209361294793036</id><published>2004-04-16T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T13:36:25.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i tink I'M IN LOVE..=)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108209361294793036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108209361294793036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108209361294793036' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108122553131717593</id><published>2004-04-06T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T12:28:13.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damn borin..school's fckin borin.havin a weird queasy feelin in da stomach which mar happens ta haf too..i tink it's psychological=)anw juz felt like sayin:I'M SINGLE AGAIN..&amp; not proud of it.fck..rumours can go .....(HELLO ! hehehehehe this is cindy's gf in sch speakingggg I LOVE CINDY ! *muacks*)MAR JUZ MADE A HILARIOUS BLUNDDEEEERRRRRR!!!!HAHAHHAAA</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108122553131717593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108122553131717593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108122553131717593' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108108225109095210</id><published>2004-04-04T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T20:40:11.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>last nite at newsroom(pretty place) was plain BORIN!!it was r&amp;b yesssss..IN TECHNO!!whole world came down tho..thx ta my lil clique, ma muffin brothers&amp; others, it was bearableanw supper at newton was pretty fine &amp; keiji&amp; sal came down ta join da fun.hurhur </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108108225109095210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108108225109095210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108108225109095210' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-108035200164981645</id><published>2004-03-27T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T09:49:13.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy birthday to u :)happy birthday to u :)happy birthday to yoo-oo :)happy birthday to u :)wo ai ni heng duo heng duo! dont worry ah, when u call il still pick up..then slam down.then call u back.BUT THIS WILL ONLY LAST FER ONE WEEK KAES.yer birthday week :)zu ni shen ri kuai le! :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108035200164981645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/108035200164981645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108035200164981645' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107927948939740535</id><published>2004-03-14T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T23:53:49.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY FONT IS TOOOOOO SMALL??SORRY SORRY..I WRITE IN CAPS!!-SMILES PROUDLYBEEN HANGIN ABT TOWN WAY TOOO MUCH &amp; SEEIN WAY TOOOO MANY BAD MEMORIES..I SAW 2 EXES TURNED ST8, A FEW CHANGED PARTNERS &amp; ONE WHO WENT MAD!!HAHAHA.WADS WIF DA STRIPED STOCKINGS???!-ROLLS ON DA GROUND..UR SOO CUTE DARLIN!!GLAD WE CAUGHT UP..=) I CUT MY HAIR..TOO SHORT ONCE AGAIN.ARGGGGH!!BUT AT LEAST I GOT RID OF DA </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107927948939740535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107927948939740535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107927948939740535' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107919814537888895</id><published>2004-03-14T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T01:18:04.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm back home fer abit..gd ta be livin in a condo again.reeli missed da pool, da gym, da comp &amp; erm..some neighbours=)hols haf been pretty mild..weekly parties, some drinkin, some workin, some shoppin, no.lotsa shoppin!missin trainings..fck..yes!how likely will one wake up on a sat mornin ta travel ta redhill fer trainin at seven??!RIDICULOUS!oh yesss..&amp;go watch dirty dancin2 if u haven.eye </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107919814537888895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107919814537888895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107919814537888895' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107889462473919568</id><published>2004-03-10T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T12:59:19.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&gt;&gt;carol:i'll tok ta u lata my dear..both our lives suddenly seem fcked up.i miss u lots too&gt;&gt;muffin:thx darlin but on ta contrary..i tink i juz spouted a load of nonsense!!!&gt;&gt;ps:ya okie darlin?these kinda tings happen all da time.when emotions run high or dry..be strong &amp;try ta deal wif it k?ill be here anytimeschool kinda sucks dis days..pple make me laugh all da time but no one reeli </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107889462473919568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107889462473919568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107889462473919568' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107874202459532671</id><published>2004-03-08T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T18:35:58.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>never been much of a patient person &amp; dis one person two person THREE persons r holdin my life back!!!!god..i waited fer nearly three hours fer u guys' lousy lameass logic-defyin advice..BUT it's been comfortin ta noe u guys tink i'm piss-ASS funny rather den a pathetic dim-wit which i've turned into fer awhile now'u shld stop clubbin ta find ur inner self' says she..i'm darn sure dat wld </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107874202459532671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107874202459532671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107874202459532671' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107873842633384653</id><published>2004-03-08T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T17:35:59.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>life has never been worse todaygod..im sucha dolt!!it's not much done but too much damage incurredplus da death of a rodent..i haf juz condemned myself ta a long period of regret..REGRET!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107873842633384653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107873842633384653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107873842633384653' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107812715361749745</id><published>2004-03-01T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T15:47:59.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahaha..dis blog is soooo wooooooo~RITE..anw lucks fer all da A level ppl!!=)as fer da O'levels ppl..my advice is [DUN COME TA CJC!!]..unless i really hate u...or really really like u&gt;&gt;ps:okokie!someone stole it?&gt;&gt;lala:thx dear&gt;&gt;rape me:hahahha..i miss mr lame ass!!&gt;&gt;clara:woon?of coz not laaa....grrrr..i hate dat biatch..shant tok bout her</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107812715361749745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107812715361749745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107812715361749745' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107768545441156722</id><published>2004-02-25T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T13:06:16.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> yox :) ppl, this baby piece of shit is sick.with stomach flu, e serious kindwhere ul puke and shit  uncontrollably il let u blog whatever u want k aint i nice?--- direct quote fr e sick pommie herself.&amp; here's e highlight of the entry:i love yunx damnit a lot. :)alot alot alot. :)hahahahahhas!~ :)))))))))) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107768545441156722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107768545441156722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107768545441156722' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107690955923575267</id><published>2004-02-16T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T13:34:31.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'll die fer my CAs..all i've been doing from da start of yr is eat slp&amp; shit.very very very literally..BUT..BUT..now i'm beginnin da attend hockey am able ta proudly point out my name on da red spot cards&amp;... and erm..type faster?anw..a belated HAPPY VALENTINE'S ta allit's been a moderately happy one fer me=) *when i was young.i neva needed anyoneand makin love was juz fer funthose </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107690955923575267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107690955923575267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107690955923575267' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107638575683913625</id><published>2004-02-10T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T12:06:34.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>someting stupid i did.i did someting stupid..i tink i did someting stupidis acknowledgement such an impt issue??shit.i muz learn ta stop pretendin pple ain't dere..haha&gt;&gt;SZU YU!!.............S ...Z...U  YU.haha..sucha pretty name sorry i spelt it wrongly-winks.okie when i get ta chance!get a fone get a fone den i can bug u all day!=)btw i cant seem ta sign ur gb..hope i havent missed ur bday!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107638575683913625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107638575683913625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107638575683913625' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107630422003118433</id><published>2004-02-09T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T13:25:25.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>deeper deeper.........  d     E    e     pEr!!i'm turnin inta total mush..a simple smiley googey ball of emo.&amp; i like it!to sze yu if ur readin again!---helloo darlin!muffin&amp; xh:WADDA U GUYS DOING??dya lk my lyrics muffs??haha..&amp; bradder i bumped inta ur darlin soooo many times today its annoyin!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107630422003118433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107630422003118433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107630422003118433' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107604062883872392</id><published>2004-02-06T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T12:12:11.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i tink ive fallen into a mild infatuation!all these mixed feelings bring me up so high i'm afraid ta breathe in case dey go away all in my next breath..i feel conscious of myself all da time&amp; yes i feel stupid tryin ta write down these sudden surge of emotions dats indescribable..indescribably pleasant.. =)   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107604062883872392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107604062883872392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107604062883872392' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107587056341407637</id><published>2004-02-04T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T12:57:44.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm a sad sad sad nut w/o a date fer vdaykey word here is 'a'i haf dates but not 'a' date..ain't dat sad!!hahaha..*h    i  n        T            hi      N    T*haha..tink i'm echoin da sentiments of many.wads wif valentines anw??ppl shldnt be bothered dey r single.it's a blessin reeliu can look like a million buck&amp; stil be alone or u can look like fck &amp; stil haf everyone wantin u.i swear </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107587056341407637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107587056341407637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107587056341407637' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107585127084502283</id><published>2004-02-04T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T12:42:58.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mornin!&gt;&gt;jiam:haha..im jealous of dat soon da be peelin ugly uneven sunburn!!&gt;&gt;xuez:i feel dat way too&amp; dat we no longer need each other!haha..lets sit down &amp; reeli tok one day..&gt;&gt;thanie:where o where?ive been hidin in a lil hole far far awayyyyy..&gt;&gt;cokiee:haha..wads her name?&gt;&gt;jacq:..........hahaha&gt;&gt;char:CHARR!.......assembly..........</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107585127084502283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107585127084502283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107585127084502283' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107544279523026439</id><published>2004-01-30T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T14:08:10.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>kindly invited outta class once again by jean yeow.wadever..dis is so old news but it happens ta me over &amp; over.i juz missed her one fckin tut &amp; i'm back at square one wif her.i'm neva gonna do well in history wif prick teachers like her ard</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107544279523026439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107544279523026439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107544279523026439' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107542802446238488</id><published>2004-01-30T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T10:02:00.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wahhh..i like dis.thanks ma skinny lil hobbit!!-muacksdat pic's quite embarrassingly old tho.heebeen makin full use of my mc e pass 2 days lor.my 38.9 fever sorta vanished overnite.haha..met junz my actin gf.i'll show ya da hilarious comments sometime darl=)met sy eunice adelia ching yunx nic ana.met geri coden ven.all in short spans of overlappin time..wheeehaven met sasha.ya beta tc.rest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107542802446238488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107542802446238488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107542802446238488' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107486921232907446</id><published>2004-01-23T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T22:48:21.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sorry fer all e crap, offensive or otherwise i sent out&amp; spouted ta various individuals juz now.been drinkin e whole day more or less&amp; all noe i cant handle alcohol well.shit la..tot only thane haf dis kinda retarded behaviour.ahemm.oooohh thanie!!haha..i miss u stupid facerandom dedications:lala:was readin lala's blog &amp; i totally relate ta her remark bout being close takin ages while driftin</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107486921232907446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107486921232907446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107486921232907446' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107479541994265138</id><published>2004-01-23T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T02:18:28.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's e first time i sat a LONDON CAB!haha..im a major tootsiewas readin blogs all over&amp; i realised its sucha kaypo thingy ta do..but i guess its a two way ting.u get a kinda superficial contentment dat yes u noe wads gog on in ur frens life(feels lk u guys r stil tite &amp;all&amp; occasionally she mentions bout YOU!) &amp; fren achieves e attention she craves(wad wif startin a blog in e first place)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107479541994265138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107479541994265138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107479541994265138' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107469770281696321</id><published>2004-01-21T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T23:09:49.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>reunion dinner was a messssss..dad &amp;uncle got burnt.dad tripped over wire of steamboat pot &amp; uncle tried savin dad&amp; pot.haha..also dere were not enuf chairs so i sat on e sofa.uncle went:"cindy u got no chair?" a most unnecessary qn if one had eyes &amp; he obviously din mean ta get me one.went back ta stnix today&amp; im glad i did!yummiest canteen spread!(cj's shit-fest in comparison)sad i missed e</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107469770281696321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107469770281696321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107469770281696321' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107405681235514554</id><published>2004-01-14T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T13:08:12.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love it when ian plays e piano...im gonna date a MUSICIAN!!!a female musician i mean.HAHAHA..stupid ian=)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107405681235514554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107405681235514554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107405681235514554' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107405561295929439</id><published>2004-01-14T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T12:48:12.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bored..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................i love chinese breaks...........................</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107405561295929439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107405561295929439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107405561295929439' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107388539415277726</id><published>2004-01-12T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T13:31:11.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>discussin life, relationships, size of various matters..wif a most unwittin fellow..im dumpin crap on his ideals.heeeee</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107388539415277726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107388539415277726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107388539415277726' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107328318209135159</id><published>2004-01-05T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T14:14:12.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sch rocks!yea~dats y i shall not tok bout it.den deres nothin else ta tok bout xcept myself..which i neva reeli lk tok in depth bout anw.hey muffin realised wad u said bout my piscean trait yest's pretty much true.i do tok alot bout e mechanics of my life but not bout myself as a person.but u can relate dere aft my explanation i hope?so here i go livin as cindx on e outside.siggggh..ya beta </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107328318209135159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107328318209135159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107328318209135159' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107294858758720905</id><published>2004-01-01T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T17:56:24.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy new yr!!&amp; happy gog back ta sch cjcians..if u guys haven seen e gross light green colour of e building's newest make-over..well tml's e day man.dun skip sch on first day kk??u noe ya cant get away wif it so DUN!besides deres a new batch of newbies ta check out=)holiday homework!shit.shit.shit..i cld be doing it now?naw..ill rather juz whine bout it.ailin!!ph!!u guys promised ta helpppp!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107294858758720905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107294858758720905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107294858758720905' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107234556952468651</id><published>2003-12-25T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T17:47:09.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>xmas was spent at sos..besides my lovely companies, e crowd sucked.makes me realise e imptance of gd company.we can stil haf fun at terrible terrible places if only&amp; if only ive got mar, ma muffins&amp; e guys.haha&gt;&gt;lala:merry xmas ta u too dear!&amp; thx fer dat shirt..i juz realise its more ex den it lks.haha..love it!hope u lk dat bundle of purple fur=)&gt;&gt;wyn:haha..ur gross ear.juz rem neva dip ear </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107234556952468651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107234556952468651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107234556952468651' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107224019402835074</id><published>2003-12-24T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T12:30:52.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im at topshop now waitin fer a particular sum1..UR LATE!late late late..prezzies r waitin ta be bought&amp; im hungrrrrry..cant see my fckin tagboard from dis stupid comp so i cant do replies toooo.. oh...he's HERE!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107224019402835074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107224019402835074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107224019402835074' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107223991478158671</id><published>2003-12-24T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T12:26:13.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ho ho ho!merry xmas ta all!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107223991478158671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107223991478158671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107223991478158671' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107165081046216306</id><published>2003-12-17T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T16:58:56.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>holidays r bout ta end.&amp; nothin spectacular has happened to me yet..im crushed!-bullshit.but anw..am i gonna live my life thru sooo unspectacularly?i hafta do my hol h/w too..blehwif e exception of brenda appearin in my life..brendaaaaaaa.im pretty smitten by dis ger..pretty, funny, excitin&amp; sexy too.i hope she likes me too.do u?=)+every lil ting u do.makes me fall more&amp; more in love wif u..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107165081046216306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107165081046216306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107165081046216306' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107164633845185013</id><published>2003-12-17T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T15:33:10.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HELLO HELLO HELLO!i'm turnin inta an IDIOT..okok..shall do my replies 1st&gt;&gt;mingennathan:haha..shit.i forgot who ur again.whooppps&gt;&gt;chrissyyyy:hey darlin!I MISSSS YA.comin back fer xmas or new yr?dun tok bout dat fcker le.ill prob hafta face him next yr..ya tc too-hugz&gt;&gt;zhen:heyyy!where haf ya been?&gt;&gt;vickers:thx fer e concern.haha..im okie la.haven die yet!chiongin tonite?sos k?&gt;&gt;lala:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107164633845185013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107164633845185013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107164633845185013' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107069413003304932</id><published>2003-12-06T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T17:10:26.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heeeeeeheeeeeeheeeeeeee.i miss TYPIN!fer those who haf witnessed my SPECTACULAR/FANTASTICAL typo skills..i hafta declare im now a zillion times slower den before.pardon my put u ta slp rate of reply online toooooo=) holidays haf been a yawn.clubbings not dat much fun anymore but i juz cant stop gog!-glares at a certain few.u noe who ur dun act blur..say free tic in e end only some drinks.haha..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107069413003304932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107069413003304932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107069413003304932' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-107003675892049460</id><published>2003-11-29T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T00:53:29.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im supposed ta be at SOS!!-whines.sigh..my eyes r fckin puffy.why??IM ALLERGIC TO PANADOL.oh yes..juz found out.downed 2 huge bottles of water ta dilute e paracetamol.its fun to be spendin time wif dis crazy ger again.haha..rem e time we drank so much water we had ta pee every few mins.damn pathetic la she doesnt touch alcohol at all..heehee.haf dis grp of frens who r soooo pure its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107003675892049460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/107003675892049460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#107003675892049460' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106947869482180220</id><published>2003-11-22T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T13:25:21.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>smashed out last nite.erm..thx nicole, char&amp; ziqing esp fer takin care of me.all cliffy's fault!haha..all ur fault u hear?=) so i get free entry to zouk tonite-grinzcant rem much act.tink i spent first half of nite dancin/leanin on nicole&amp; debbie &amp; next half char.tokin bout debbie.ahaha..shes crystal best fren apparently.dat crystal from acjc-grimaces.claire was lk 'dis is cindy dis is debbie'</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106947869482180220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106947869482180220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106947869482180220' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106938873451472906</id><published>2003-11-21T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T12:26:00.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay!whee!wadever.im a free person now!mug on muffin..its juz tml.&amp; yunx too..JUZ WED-grinz~HAPPY BIRTHDAY ASD!!-muackssss/smoochies/huggies(wadever grosses u out)may all go well fer u nxt yr..no gays hittin on u in camp or not being able to do pull-ups &amp; e likes.haha~&amp; HAPPY belated ADE!havent heard from u in ages..come out of dat hole darlin!ya confirm gog paradigm?been upset past few </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106938873451472906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106938873451472906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106938873451472906' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106924156122049334</id><published>2003-11-19T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T19:33:05.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heehee.im at mars..grace&amp;her r gog fer e cuban dancin thingy.i wana go too-whines but supps juz a day away.wonderfulhad consultation wif yeow in e mornin along wif ma muffin xh yanz&amp; peter.kinda fun?met krist on e way to mar's.she juz withdrew..sigh.ill miss dat darlinwalked e dogs wif mar&amp; gil.chok&amp; grace came soon after&amp; we acted retarded.chok's gayish charm revealed.hahaha  been slackin lk</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106924156122049334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106924156122049334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106924156122049334' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106905143595784900</id><published>2003-11-17T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T14:46:59.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mar mar!where r uuuu?haha..waitin fer dat slouth in sch.im kinda pissed bout 'mr homophobes'(mar's new tagboard visitor)i've got nothin agst homophobes.i mean u cant blame dem fer their ltd capacity to accept dat pple r free to do wadever dey wish PDA &amp; such.or maybe bad experiences-gers dumpin their bfs fer a butch sounds familiar?OR maybe ur juz pissed dat other guys can accept LESBIANISM-bet</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106905143595784900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106905143595784900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106905143595784900' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106896512531303061</id><published>2003-11-16T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T15:46:38.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay!im at gil's.urgh..super deprived.i needa surf fer so many tings.our study plan has already started on e wrong footin.hahaoh well.gils doing her econs..so my roles supervisory-grinzwas too lazy fer fri's party in e park at fort cannin&amp; totally regrettin it.went joggin wif gil instead&amp; we found a beautiful park.too bad both e of us r not attached.im a homebody now..wholesome &amp; </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106896512531303061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106896512531303061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106896512531303061' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106877739198788362</id><published>2003-11-14T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T11:19:44.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im in sch.too early!went to meet my dad.havent seen him in days..its funny meetin ur dad outside.but nothin seems to haf changed so its gd.told me i made mum cry yest coz i was rude on e fone.well was i?char&amp;clara heard e whole convo..u guys tell me den.hardly feel guilty.she deserved it..act met up wif my pw members fer e 1st&amp; last time ever yest.haha..clara's place comfy!never reeli toked to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106877739198788362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106877739198788362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106877739198788362' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106862080308079991</id><published>2003-11-12T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T15:11:24.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i need a laptop.yes i need a laptop!!!okayy.im updatin NOW.livin at serangoon ave1 nowpw presentatn on fristil coughinerm..subs?haha..nothin veri interestin gog on act.~livin in e down.sumtimes life juz loses meanin fer awhile.i feel kinda dumped.DUMPED.funny how many pple tink im happy all e time juz coz im smiley.i can understd BUT i mean smile=happy frown=sad?im kinda more den </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106862080308079991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106862080308079991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106862080308079991' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106844467189474165</id><published>2003-11-10T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T14:40:51.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love jacq and eunice!i found a comp!i found a comp! I  F O U N D   A   C O M P!!-coughs coughs coughsjacq - cindy muffin. at eunice's place now. feeling damn GIAN urgh all of them know why. libidoes are flaring high here! and it's not mine? -wriggles eyebrows- younice is mad! she just ran away from me but then again, she just invited me to her bed. jeezus cindy! he's so cute you knw? so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106844467189474165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106844467189474165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106844467189474165' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106818251036473626</id><published>2003-11-07T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T13:21:48.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woke up wif a fever sore-throat&amp; a bad moodin e pits..i wana be well agn.been coughin since a mth ago&amp;now bits of  blood stains r showin up in my thick greenish whitish plemgh which i hafta spit out every few mins.sorry bout e explicit detailsworryin i mite devt brochitis(?!) or sum other form of lung injury.sigh..every1's sick.at e start of e hols at dat..bummermaybe ive been neglectin my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106818251036473626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106818251036473626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106818251036473626' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106804953735310380</id><published>2003-11-06T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T00:25:35.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>juz got home&amp;i muz say i missed dis lil diary of mine!spate of bad luck today man.wake up call from Bro at 9+..how lucky's dat?i went:YA?-disoriented.he went:dis is bro paul.y arent u in sch?i blurted:SHIT!which he heard.rest of e convo a plain nite-mare.rushed to sch to see dat prick &amp;was rewarded by lengthy calls to both my parents e moment i stepped outta e office.shld haf shut my trap </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106804953735310380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106804953735310380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106804953735310380' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106787789012357671</id><published>2003-11-04T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T00:44:48.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nite-time spent outdoors haf a way a way of puttin me at ease.feel a sense of peace w/o seein ppl bustlin all abt.addicted to lyin by my poolside wif its constant churnin of water &amp; e hummin of nocturnal insects close-by..e skyline lks surreal &amp; my place haf got plenty of twinkly stars.23 in all if its not cloudy.usually..dere're recurrent waves of warm breeze..gently rustlin up my ungelled hair&amp;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106787789012357671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106787789012357671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106787789012357671' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106774811066695480</id><published>2003-11-02T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T00:50:28.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>up early on a SAT mornin..yawnzz.had to visit my dentist fer a fillin(2 front teeth's chipped)coz wei wei's hand-eye coordination's warped.tried to offer me a drink by shovin e lovely glass bottle up my mouth=)accumulated much injuries in e past few days.wet pus-in scrapes on palm&amp;knee from walkin rusty.or rather being walked by rusty&amp;flung over a ditch..okayy.now u muz noe rusty's not a puny </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106774811066695480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106774811066695480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106774811066695480' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106770007501526007</id><published>2003-11-01T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T10:25:55.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woke up to char kj&amp;gil's noisy chatter.last nite at sos was juz alrite wif e exception of a reeli wasted mar=) shant elaborate but u were adorable.bwahahasmyself got reeli high at bout say 10+ from a not veri impressing amt of alcohol.puked twice outside into a drain aft shakin off every1.i hate to be seen in a miserable state..dun wan any1 stdin over me at e toilet bowl pattin my back&amp;cooin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106770007501526007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106770007501526007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106770007501526007' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106752989807483558</id><published>2003-10-31T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T00:04:46.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>inspirational tok today by adam khoo was erm..quite inspirational.arrogant prick but ive gotta say his logic's quite sound.fckit..i hate dose self-made millionaires.dey're but one in millions but make it sound lk any dim-wit beside me can do it.hows dat gonna help my ego man?IM A GENIUS!!-he urge u to scream..underneath all dat incoherent, crappily tot out mispronounced bullshit i churn out day </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106752989807483558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106752989807483558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106752989807483558' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106744431466803827</id><published>2003-10-30T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T00:18:33.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woke up late.lay on my lil bed&amp;tot:'i hafta go.i wana spend MORE MORE MORE time wif e Perioders b4 everyting disintegrates'felt depressed&amp;stoned after i act got to class.yupzz..juz cldnt join in e upbeat convos.wasnt feelin anywhere near upbeat.felt drowsy&amp;heavy-lid from e cough med.sorry fer e lousy company..drifted off as rahul rambled on bout beer&amp;metallic sounds &amp;jacqie whined durin our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106744431466803827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106744431466803827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106744431466803827' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106727215072420216</id><published>2003-10-28T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T00:29:10.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bloody promos.its emotionally upsettin.tot ill be e one leavin..want soo bad fer my closest&amp;most treasured darlings to be able to stay.fck cj..~dun wana see u cry&amp; noe dat its my hugs dat caused those tears.mite be smiley &amp;all but im dyin inside.i totally adore one tee three..e Perioders.every single one of dem..wierd fat or smelly.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106727215072420216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106727215072420216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106727215072420216' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106716139515920239</id><published>2003-10-26T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T17:43:14.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>all plans went awry yest!went over mar's &amp;got damn disgusted by happenings yest nite aft i left.dat BASTARD..being drunk's no fckin excuse.oh well..at least sumting happened.def wasn't a low key nite.1st time clubbin wif chermy darlin too.~glad to say beginnin of e nite went terrific!xcept fer my being groped outside e toilet.din say a word bout it til today.maybe coz it doesnt affect me dat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106716139515920239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106716139515920239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106716139515920239' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106706267087618210</id><published>2003-10-25T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T14:17:50.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sos.been dere?every1 absolutely muz!nite out wif e gers was great.crazy dancers those few..regretted leavin earlier wif daniel.&amp;thx thane fer tryin to lk after dem.am i a violent dancer?got whacked on e bottom by sab twice-wails.haha.dat ger's not as scary as i tot.same fer claire.she seems pretty nice.hey sweaty man yewteng!lets bring an extra shirt e nxt time-grinz~was on detox which means </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106706267087618210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106706267087618210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106706267087618210' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106693160472141171</id><published>2003-10-24T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T13:21:45.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>perfect ger eh?okayys here's e rather long list.beat me jen darlin!1.intelligent yet not intellectual.intellectual pple scare me..dey only watch oscar nominated films, read fck deep philosophy&amp;biographies of strange strange pple whom dey pretend to relate to2.a healthy healthy appetite.no diggin bout dat tuna salad or rejectin a lovely dinner date becoz 'i ate too much pickles yest so i gotta </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106693160472141171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106693160472141171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106693160472141171' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106675438186708538</id><published>2003-10-22T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T12:34:01.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i juz wana haf fun.im young, impressionable, emotional&amp;rather rash.bite meits not dat i dun care or wana hurt on purpose.dun tk it so seriously.im a pretty friendly person.jeez..y am i even explainin?i dun hafta/feel lk tryin but feel complied to.dis sucksi cant speak properly when im nervous, laugh too loudly when excited, stumble about when high&amp; go quiet when drunk.its not a front to pull </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106675438186708538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106675438186708538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106675438186708538' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106655904645798766</id><published>2003-10-19T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T18:45:51.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i can't get online!-wails.cant find my msn link!!-in shock&amp;disbeliveit's a long dreary sunday.spent half e day stonin in mar's mj room.juz cldnt move..came back to a scary silence bout 6+ in e mornin&amp;switched on all e lights&amp;tv aft hearin sum pretty wierd noises from upstairsgd ting i had mar's new readin to keep company.&amp;dis book called '30-nothin'!!~believe it or not i act brisked out of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106655904645798766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106655904645798766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106655904645798766' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106632559295525959</id><published>2003-10-17T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T01:33:12.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pain pain pain!sun-burn on face&amp;shoulders hurt lk fck&amp;stil i do not look like a yummy chocolate truffle.hahaha-grins at fiotook loadsa pics wif e lovely gers in their swoonsome swimwear-crosses fingers.in my dad's singlet(not swoonsum)dats supposed to be posted in friendster.pls choose wisely chermy&amp;char darlings.dat bloody sites connected to a hell lotta pple!thx hongjie fer e veri interestin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106632559295525959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106632559295525959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106632559295525959' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106612163709483468</id><published>2003-10-14T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T17:30:08.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>back home at last!i've neva felt more homesick.haha..slp-over at mar's turned out well.dat is fer attendanceplans to go to e beach flooped.so did tour abt town at ungodly hrs.i stil wana go see dat magical patch of haven near ps yes yes!t i r e d.shall spare e embarrassin details of e long nite.lil shoppin trip wif char in e noon was fruitful.dat ger has wierd tastes but it's gd.haha.we haf a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106612163709483468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106612163709483468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106612163709483468' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106594407717637346</id><published>2003-10-12T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T15:37:56.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>plans fer yest nite din go too well.me&amp;mar ended up friggin bored&amp;in our beds way way too early!-grumblesstay-over cum studies at chermy's cancelled.mar had no transport.den i cldn't join char fer monks coz i juz cldn't.haha..sorry gers.~dere r times when one juz can't stay home no longer despite e time(almost 3am)or situatn(hist paper on mon)constraints.unbearable urge to escape e confines of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106594407717637346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106594407717637346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106594407717637346' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106584787328960253</id><published>2003-10-11T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T14:22:29.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&gt;&gt;mar:pleased dat u turned to me in times of need so no thx.=)i'm glad u felt slightly beta after e call.haha..becoz i cldn't slp aft dat!&gt;&gt;chermy:thx ar darlin.haha..i wasn't tryin to be funny u noe!can't believe u guys tot it was e guy??!din u see e gorgeous backview of dat lady beside him?hahaha&gt;&gt;char:seeya lata darlin!u noe i juz happened to be tinkin bout u when u msged yest..u missed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106584787328960253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106584787328960253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106584787328960253' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106580659081190488</id><published>2003-10-11T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T01:23:10.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1stly.thankew chermy fer my new template!to e rest:WHERE R E COMPLIMENTS??haha..&amp;yunx fer e links!I DID E TAGBOARD MYSELF!-beams&gt;&gt;chermy mar fio:ilu darlings&gt;&gt;lala:wow!haha.nice surprise..i do too&gt;&gt;junz:haha&gt;&gt;jason:hahaha&gt;&gt;rong:another surprise!&gt;&gt;ryl:=)&gt;&gt;ps:sobz..it's not alrite but i shall quit moanin!it's startin to irritate myself.haha..how's urs darlin??&gt;&gt;yunx:wish i cld tell u i can</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106580659081190488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106580659081190488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106580659081190488' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106572013106432335</id><published>2003-10-10T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-10T12:49:12.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay timothy harries.here goes wad i'm intensely displeased abt u of late since u made it fuck clear u wanted it all spit directly into ur faceurrghh..readin ur long long long entry dedicated to me made my day!dun write a fckload of crap&amp;den msg to say ur tired&amp; got pissed off too easily??!me too man!i had a long hard day!1.u hurt chermy(she doesn't haf to act as ur mentor if she doesn't want </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106572013106432335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106572013106432335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106572013106432335' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106567600425194842</id><published>2003-10-09T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-10T01:26:39.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woke up wif a nice headache.plans fer studies wif jacqie&amp;mar pushed back coz of an overdue lib book&amp;reeli lazybones.yawnzZzZzafter readin mar's blog, i realise i needa thank several pple fer alwaz being dere fer me all this while too.ur being appreciated now.-mar char chermy&amp;fio-if she's not too bz wif hj(u gers made retainin a breeze)-thane junz yunx jiamx lala boss(u noe where u guys std)-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106567600425194842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106567600425194842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106567600425194842' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106563393658543244</id><published>2003-10-09T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T01:35:15.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>slacked at ccx wif junz, chermy&amp;ian while waitin fer e class to end their chinese papers.a long overdue catch-up session!it's gd every1's quite open&amp;social=)rem to keep stuff amongst ourselves k-looks pointedly at ian.esp my 'expected' revelation.ha.am i such an open book?slept lk a log at mar's.from 4 til 9!haha..me&amp;chermy kept jerkin in our slps.u kept ticklin my tummy darlin!it's nice nappin</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106563393658543244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106563393658543244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aristotle-fcukmymother.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106563393658543244' title=''/><author><name>punk :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06841430199134699274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5668776.post-106553448941447645</id><published>2003-10-07T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T21:48:09.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm a dead elmo.fuzzball.chipsy.wadeva.hahabeen pickin up on flabs from mass gorgin at mar's.glad char's been joinin us.i luv u2 darlings!!we reeli haf more fun w/o dem guys=) ordered a whole table of salad&amp;char ended up pukin after e meal.hahaha..tot she was kiddin man.so mar became Maria cleanin up after her.me?i smile contentedly from my cozy corneranw..a certain sum1 has become </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106553448941447645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5668776/posts/default/106553448941447645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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