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  <title>Hush, don&apos;t get us caught</title>
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  <description>&lt;div&gt;She chose to walk alone. &lt;br /&gt;Though others wondered why. &lt;br /&gt;Refused to  look before her, &lt;br /&gt;Kept eyes cast upwards, &lt;br /&gt;Towards the sky.S &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She  didn&apos;t have&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt; companions&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;No need for earthly things. &lt;br /&gt;Only wanted  freedom, &lt;br /&gt;From what she felt were &lt;a class=&quot;kLink&quot; style=&quot;position: static; text-decoration: underline ! important;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.lyricsdownload.com/as-told-by-ginger-and-she-was-gone-lyrics.html#&quot; target=&quot;_top&quot;&gt;puppet&lt;/a&gt; strings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She longed to be a bird. &lt;br /&gt;That she  might fly away &lt;br /&gt;.She pitied every blade of grass &lt;br /&gt;For planted they would  stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She longed to be a flame. &lt;br /&gt;That brightly danced alone. &lt;br /&gt;Felt  jealous of the steam &lt;br /&gt;That made the air its only home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say she  wished too hard. &lt;br /&gt;Some say she wished too long. &lt;br /&gt;But we awoke one autumn  day &lt;br /&gt;To find that she was gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say she wished too hard.  &lt;br /&gt;Some say she wished too long. &lt;br /&gt;But we awoke one autumn day &lt;br /&gt;To find  that she was gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trees, they say, stood witness. &lt;br /&gt;The sky  refused to tell. &lt;br /&gt;But someone who had seen it &lt;br /&gt;Said the story played out  well. &lt;br /&gt;She spread her arms out wide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathed in the break of dawn.  &lt;br /&gt;She just let go of all she held... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she was gone.&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;I changed to blogspot for all of ya&apos;ll who are fucking slow.&lt;br /&gt;But i don&apos;t give my link to just anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I gave it to the chinese boy i&apos;ve liked for ages now but he forgot it anyways&lt;br /&gt;SO HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Dec 2007 11:27:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Last night</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;THE STORY WE MADE UP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)&quot;&gt;The cow moaned and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;meowed at his mom&lt;/font&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;before he opened his&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)&quot;&gt;mouth and stuck her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)&quot;&gt;tongue inside happy Val&apos;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;ears because she&apos;s abstinent&lt;/font&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;and serenaded by the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)&quot;&gt;farmer who had boils&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)&quot;&gt;all over his puny &lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;little&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt; dick shrivelling off&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;rotting like a piece&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)&quot;&gt;of val&apos;s underwear that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)&quot;&gt;hasn&apos;t been washed &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;for&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt; over 4 years&lt;/font&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;and attracted many dirty &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)&quot;&gt;men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)&quot;&gt; and trannies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)&quot;&gt;Val enjoys eating tuna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;and even better licking &lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;off&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; many other things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)&quot;&gt;adib&apos;s hairy chest&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)&quot;&gt;also sucking on Mervyn&apos;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;fingers, entirely reminiscent of&lt;/font&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;the random stranger who&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)&quot;&gt;raped her in thailand.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)&quot;&gt;It was fucking painful,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;like nipple piercings but&lt;/font&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;worse because it was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)&quot;&gt;a tranny who raped&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)&quot;&gt;her, using both dicks,&lt;/span&gt; one &lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;made of metal&lt;/font&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;an the other of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)&quot;&gt;what&apos;s left of when&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)&quot;&gt;he made love &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)&quot;&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; boyfriend adib the &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;who has a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)&quot;&gt;vagina.&lt;/span&gt; Adib is actually&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)&quot;&gt;a &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)&quot;&gt;viking dressed in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;britney spear&apos;s school uniform&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;which looks exactly like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)&quot;&gt;the one Valerie lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)&quot;&gt;when she got eaten&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;by a dinosaur also&lt;/font&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;when she passed out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)&quot;&gt;while she was sleeping.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)&quot;&gt;She drank some whiskey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;and stripped everything off&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;It was not a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)&quot;&gt;usual thing for val. &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)&quot;&gt;Val likes cakes and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;cookies made of green&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;frosting and maple syrup&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)&quot; /&gt;(Our friend &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)&quot;&gt;Tim&lt;/span&gt; is now added into the convo.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)&quot;&gt;Frosting made of snot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)&quot;&gt;is quite appetizing to&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;increase the libido of&lt;/font&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)&quot;&gt;jolyns soft and smooth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)&quot;&gt;skin which is like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)&quot;&gt;the breast of val.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)&quot;&gt;Jolyn ate a monster &lt;/span&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;called Valerie the whore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tim didn&apos;t reply, and we got distracted. oh well.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 17:52:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Sep 2007 11:02:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Loving this song.&lt;br /&gt;Not a fan of the singer though.&lt;br /&gt;Porn star, =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like I&apos;m a bird with broken wings &lt;br /&gt;At times I dread my now and envy where I&apos;ve been &lt;br /&gt;But that&apos;s when quiet wisdom takes control &lt;br /&gt;At least I&apos;ve got a story no one&apos;s told &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I finally learned to say &lt;br /&gt;Whatever will be will be &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve learned to take &lt;br /&gt;The good, the bad and breathe &lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause although we like &lt;br /&gt;To know what life&apos;s got planned &lt;br /&gt;No one knows if shooting stars will land &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days it feels naive to put your faith in hope &lt;br /&gt;To imitate a child, fall backwards on the snow &lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause that&apos;s when fears will usually lead you blind &lt;br /&gt;But now I try to under-analyse &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the rope I walk wearing thin? &lt;br /&gt;Is the life I love caving in? &lt;br /&gt;Is the weight on your mind &lt;br /&gt;A heavy black bird caged inside? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say &lt;br /&gt;Whatever will be will be &lt;br /&gt;Take &lt;br /&gt;The good, the bad &lt;br /&gt;Just breathe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause although we like &lt;br /&gt;To know what life&apos;s got planned &lt;br /&gt;No one knows if shooting stars will land &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever will be will be &lt;br /&gt;I learned to take &lt;br /&gt;The good, the bad and breathe &lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause although we like &lt;br /&gt;To know what life&apos;s got planned &lt;br /&gt;Thing like that are never in your hands &lt;br /&gt;No one knows if shooting stars will land&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. IF you look in the mirror and don&apos;t like what you see, then you find out first hand what it&apos;s like to be me. &lt;br /&gt;p.s.s.&amp;nbsp; Life is good, thanks for asking Daniel.</description>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEE9E9&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFAFA&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fall in love quickly and easily. And very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to give more than take in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get very attached when you&apos;re with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don&apos;t try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren&apos;t loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/&quot;&gt;How Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You fall in love quickly and easily. And very often.&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;You tend to give more than take in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get very attached when you&apos;re with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don&apos;t try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren&apos;t loved back. When you fall, you fall hard&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/&amp;quot;&amp;gt;How&quot;&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/&quot;&amp;gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Are You In Love?&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;part of hey now by FM STATIC&lt;br /&gt;oh god reminds me of my boyfriend &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any minute im not with you&lt;br /&gt;i hope ill see you soon&lt;br /&gt;theres just something that happens&lt;br /&gt;when you walk into the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and instantly i feel so complete&lt;br /&gt;it hits me right about the time you kiss my cheek&lt;br /&gt;and you give me this feeling&lt;br /&gt;its like no other feeling&lt;br /&gt;but it knocks me off my feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please dont ask me what i like about you&lt;br /&gt;cause its every little thing you do&lt;br /&gt;and thats just the way you make me feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont think&lt;br /&gt;that there are any others out there like you&lt;br /&gt;and i wont blink cause that would mean&lt;br /&gt;i would miss a second beside you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe you know what i mean&lt;br /&gt;or maybe this is just a dream&lt;br /&gt;i pinch myself just to make sure&lt;br /&gt;but im still here and there you are&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why we just met now&lt;br /&gt;it just kind of happened somehow&lt;br /&gt;but here we are together and&lt;br /&gt;thats all that matters in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and instantly i feel so complete&lt;br /&gt;it hits me right about the time you kiss my cheek&lt;br /&gt;and you give me this feeling&lt;br /&gt;its like no other feeling&lt;br /&gt;but it knocks me off my feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please dont ask me what i like about you&lt;br /&gt;cause its every little thing you do&lt;br /&gt;and thats just the way you make me feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can never ask for too much&lt;br /&gt;cause id travel the world just to feel your touch&lt;br /&gt;thats just the way you make me feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <description>Gaygod - &quot;Not all scars show, not all wounds heal&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you can&apos;t always see&lt;br /&gt;The pain someone feels&quot;</description>
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  <description>I sold my soul and cheeks to &lt;strike&gt;rock and roll&lt;/strike&gt;  Mr Penny</description>
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  <description>&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;5&quot; /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new addiction - Your guardian angel by red jumpsuit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see your smile&lt;br /&gt;Tears roll down my face&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t replace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that I&apos;m strong I have figured out&lt;br /&gt;How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul&lt;br /&gt;And I know Ill find deep inside me, I can be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;Ill be there for you through it all&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ok, Its ok, Its ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seasons are changing and waves are crashing&lt;br /&gt;And stars are falling all for us&lt;br /&gt;Days grow longer and nights grow shorter&lt;br /&gt;I can show you I&apos;ll be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be there for you through it all&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you&apos;re my&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re my&lt;br /&gt;My true love&lt;br /&gt;My whole heart&lt;br /&gt;Please don&apos;t throw that away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I&apos;m here, for you&lt;br /&gt;Please don&apos;t walk away and&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me you&apos;ll stay, stay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use me as you will&lt;br /&gt;Pull my strings just for a thrill&lt;br /&gt;And I know Ill be okay&lt;br /&gt;Though my skies are turning gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be there for you through it all&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 00:35:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tDEAFCONFUCKINGFOUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Okay, yesterday was , at last, deafcon 4. I went to Pasir Ris to meet doofus with Arina and on the MRT, pre hopped in. We then found out Prabs was in the same train as us, only in the middle. It was too crowded for him to pop by so later we met outside the MRT. Arina couldnt find her friend at the control station and those idiots, Arina and Doofus, reported her as a missing child so that they could make an announcment for her. It was so embarrasing but in the end she found us and thats all that matters. We start our walk to DXO, hoping we wouldnt miss anything and we didnt, cause we could only go in at 3 30, so we melted outside till then. Sharmila (AHHBITCHILOVEYOUFORCOMING) met us at the stairs and it was so unexpected but im happy she could make it. We camwhored (well, i camwhored and forced them to join =] ) and at last we could go in. OH, DID I MENTION ZY&apos;S PANTS ARE FUCKING TIGHT, its hot &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iron buddha was the first band so the wait wasn&apos;t long, or i would&apos;ve died. I video-ed the whole thing but FUCK I WISH I DIDNT cause my video came out stupid anyway, theres too much ZZZZ sound, i duno whats it called. I shoulda just moshed with the rest of them =[ Anyways they were FUCKING AWESOME and im so proud of them for doing so well. The crowd was loving their set and even random people were screaming for them, i could see, being alone and sitting down =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we just chilled a while and decided it was boring so we became groupies for each and every band. One of which im very happy i did cause well, the drummer is one of the hottest people i have ever seen (; We danced, made fun, danced , screamed and danced more. I never had this much fun at a deafcon before. OH, did i mention it was really crowded at this deafcon?&lt;br /&gt;Well, Penny&apos;s band ended the deafcon and im glad they did cause they were fucking hardcore. I mean, i promised myself i would stop headbanging a year ago but i just couldnt help myself with them . Ziyang walked in and i sat down cause i dont wana experience his moshing again. NEVER AGAIN. But the bouncer pulled him out and told him not to mosh there cause theres wires or smth. I was just laughing at zy&apos;s face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, deafcon ended and after what seemed an eternity, we got the gang to actually MOVE. We got out at the perfect timing cause we got to see some beautiful fireworks. It a perfect ending to a perfect day. We moved to carl&apos;s jr, iylia in the lead but didn&apos;t know where she was going, and actually found place for all of us to sit. We brought macs over cause carls jr is crazy expensive and i cam whored with everyone and play fought with ariff. rah. Then prabs did something disgusting, he put straws in his earholes and like connected them. I don&apos;t know how to explain, you go see the peektures later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me , Pre and Prabs took a cab home and we were singing and dancing to paris hilton, fergie, stacie orrico, gwen stafani and what other songs i have in my fone. OKAY FINE, ME AND PRE WAS, Prabs just stoned.&amp;nbsp; =]&amp;nbsp; We Dropped Prabs off and then i dropped Pre off and when i was alone, i realised my taxi driver was half asleep. His eyes couldnt open properly and he was driving in the middle of two lanes the whole time. At one point, he actually fell asleep at a red light and i had to effing wake him up. ALSO, he suddenly stopped in the middle of the road cause he fell asleep while driving and realised what he did and started moving again. HES CRAZY. oh my god, i almost died or smth. Sadly i didn&apos;t but hey, i almost did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAYPICTURETIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 262px; HEIGHT: 187px&quot; height=&quot;187&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;321&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00614.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting to be able to go in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 229px&quot; height=&quot;272&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;258&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/P7070017.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits = Val&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 217px; HEIGHT: 265px&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;317&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00639.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her leather dress was sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 308px; HEIGHT: 220px&quot; height=&quot;361&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;381&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00635.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accidentally spat on Deb cause the camera took too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;203&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;269&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00631.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhore with Ariff, took long too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 270px; HEIGHT: 199px&quot; height=&quot;480&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;372&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00626.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t remember who was playing but thats arina with the checkered shirt and i see rafik =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 222px; HEIGHT: 249px&quot; height=&quot;535&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;287&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00647.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept trying to sneak in to our pics so i decided to take a pic with him =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 273px; HEIGHT: 285px&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; width=&quot;273&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00661.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the gang to actually move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 277px; HEIGHT: 346px&quot; height=&quot;550&quot; width=&quot;227&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00665.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iron Buddha Sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 318px; HEIGHT: 261px&quot; height=&quot;376&quot; width=&quot;370&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00663.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My loves &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 327px; HEIGHT: 223px&quot; height=&quot;480&quot; width=&quot;327&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/P7070035.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was left of the doll after Phsycotherapy was through with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 326px; HEIGHT: 222px&quot; height=&quot;360&quot; width=&quot;318&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00689.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariff again, cause he&apos;s retarded =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 338px; HEIGHT: 249px&quot; height=&quot;480&quot; width=&quot;338&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00681.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE I TOLD YOU HE WAS DISGUSTING =]</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jul 2007 09:24:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/nana3/pic/0001tcqy/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;270&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/nana3/pic/0001tcqy/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad saw this and went &quot;karina, even if you think your butt ugly, guys will still date you; they got somewhere to put their beers&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISNT THAT MEAN&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 15:08:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;Will you stick with me throught whatever?&lt;br /&gt;Will you be there for me when my world begins to fall?&lt;br /&gt;Will you be here, with me, forever?&lt;br /&gt;What if i need you when we fight, would you still be here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you going to say yes but not really mean it?&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t say yes cause there isn&apos;t such a thing as forever.&lt;br /&gt;We won&apos;t be friends forever and we won&apos;t always get along.&lt;br /&gt;People&amp;nbsp;get replaced and forgotten, and as much as i don&apos;t want that, i know it&apos;ll happen.&lt;br /&gt;But right now, while we are still young and you are fresh in my mind, i don&apos;t want to fight&lt;br /&gt;I want you to be my bestie for as long as possible, until i leave to England for uni (if i get that far) and maybe even after&lt;br /&gt;I know it MAY NOT come true, but we can try. We can fight to be friends. The possibilites are endless.&lt;br /&gt;Darling, i don&apos;t want us to fight, i know i have been too caught up with everything but you know i love you more than anything .&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than ANYONE.&lt;br /&gt;Your my first priority and i&apos;ll run to jurong if needed, even if it means RUNNING cause u know i dont run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to call you, like before, at 2, 4, 8 and 10:30.&lt;br /&gt;I know i may not ALWAYS do, but i promise to sms if i can&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;Your always in my mind, and in my heart. There isn&apos;t a day that i dont sleep without thinking i wonder what my bestie is doing now.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;45% % of my heart is all for you,and no one will replace that as long as ur my bestie.&lt;br /&gt;My bf (if i get one, pbft) will get 30 %&amp;nbsp; and the rest are for my friends.&lt;br /&gt;But you know, above them all, is you, and i don&apos;t want that to change.&lt;br /&gt;Not now&amp;nbsp; when we have a chance, not now since we are still in touch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t count on anyone but yourself cause friends fight, boyfriends break up, and family, well, just dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;But your more than just a friend, your my best friend and my life. I count on&amp;nbsp;you more than i count on myself.&lt;br /&gt;I give up alot on myself but you havent given up on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you bestie, i really do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2007 01:59:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a sunday and im stuck home without plans. On friday, ZY and Claire came over to my house and when they left Iylia came, We practically fell asleep instantly, well, after an hr or so, but yea. It was about 12 i think, and i woke up at 9, Iylia at 10 30. It was so retarded cause we slept so long but we were yawning like CERAZY the whole time. We reached tamp at abt 12 but no one was there. Waited for kelaire to come then we went to eat at the coffeeshop. After a while everyone showed up. But what was suppose to start at 12 started at 1 so i could only watch them jam abt half an hr. Sharm and iylia walked me out and we waited and waited for a cab. There wasn&apos;t any so i decided to take a bus cause i didnt wana wait any longer. it was OMG SO HOT. Before leaving, Iylia made me give her the letter, i felt so embarrased cause it was so stupid and like, i didnt really expect to give it to him. Its a way for me to tell someone my feelings without actually TELLING anyone but they said i should give it to him and kinda practically forced it outta me. I was so embarrased, i nearly DIED. Went for the american independent day after and at first it was SO HOT and BORING but when the sun went down the NICE music started playing and the fireworks were so beautiful. it was like directly above us and i moved behind slowly by slowly away from the fireworks. Not cause it was noisy, but cause the STUPID SPARKS FROM THE FIREWORKS KEPT DROPPING ON ME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i got 24 mosquito bites ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like you said, its nice to watch fireworks with that special someone. During the fireworks, all i could think about was how i wish you were here with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 15:33:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#545454&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;DEDICATED TO MERVYN CAUSE ITS OUR TWO MONTHS IN ABOUT 40 MINUTES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/Picture1-2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;mvy - an entire generation of Cinderellas and no glass slipper says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Century Gothic&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Century Gothic&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;i want you to be happy all the time&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;Okay. so our two months is just around the corner la girlfriend, and OMG its two months. lolol.&lt;br /&gt;Even though we rarely talk much to each other nowadays, you with your million and one friends, you seem to always be there when i need someone , your like the fairy godmafia girlfriend thingy. You do and say the weirdest things when im down and for some reason, it makes me feel better. The stupidest stuff, like really, and i never expected me to be happy over stuff like that, but for some reason, when you say it, it cheers me up so much. well, i&apos;ve known you for like uh, more than 7 months now, and you have no idea how happy i am to know you cause your like, THE best mafia ever.&amp;nbsp; Uh, this is so cliche and i seriously suck, but until i meet you, this is all i can give you. I still have roses from valentines day so i guess i&apos;ll pass those to you with the stuf i got you too. VALENTINES DAY. omgomg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im sorry for this being so &amp;nbsp;retarded and im not good with words but hey, thanks for everything and happy two months &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KARINAHEARTSMERVYNLA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Jun 2007 03:40:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Jun 2007 03:38:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;haha, my mums not home yet so im gona post about the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;My other pics are in my other com so that one will do another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;On saturday, I went to watch iron buddha jam and darn, that last caress song is stuck in my head. I love the way they are gona do it though, its so nice. There was this big ass alien earphones there and iylia wore it and looked so cute.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00364.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 142px; HEIGHT: 123px&quot; height=&quot;115&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;342&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00364.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;I tried on ZYs smelly shoes and it was HUGE.&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 171px; HEIGHT: 152px&quot; height=&quot;276&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00362.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After jaming me iylia, and her sister took a cab down to orchard. Zy decided to go home and change and iylia&apos;s sister was having a kick out of the insane anger me and iylia was feeling. After what seemed ages, we got a cab. We then went to cine cause her sister had some girl guides thing and met merv and jolyn. We ate pasta mania and god i missed it so much.&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 183px; HEIGHT: 138px&quot; height=&quot;138&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;299&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00371.jpg&quot; /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Iylia ordered a combo and a drink came with it.&amp;nbsp;This is&amp;nbsp;the story on the hidden truth of how&amp;nbsp;horny iylia REALLY is.&lt;br /&gt;Cashier - &quot;what drink do you want?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Iylia - &quot;what drinks are there?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Cashier - &quot;Coke, sprite, ice lemon tea..&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Iylia - &quot; COCK! i mean COKE!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;we start laughing and even the cashier couldnt stop . it was so fuckin funny&lt;br /&gt;We went outside cause they wanted to smoke and we got free music. Cam whored abit and i saw chelsea and natalie walking towards me and i went over to say hi.&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 165px&quot; height=&quot;196&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;276&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00382.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took neoprints &lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/m_59e9a8d6bc22561e05e0bbd840ae3946.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/m_573924add7d66095520cb273e68a37a4.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/m_bd6d0aa290548384cd245b48ed3f9b-1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and soon after zy and adib came. We hung around and decided to go to RFW. well, that was AFTER they got caught for smokin HAHHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Iylia , her sister, zy and adib walked to RFW and i was so pissed cause i would&apos;ve loved to walk with THEM. fuck. But anyways me and merv and jolyn took MRT and waited, and waited, and WAITED for them to come. We reached RFW, saw alot of familiar faces, same stuff happened then BLEGH on the way home me and iylia camwhored again &lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 177px; HEIGHT: 155px&quot; height=&quot;366&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00408.jpg&quot; /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;On sunday , i was suppose to go out with ZY and claire, but claire couldnt make it so ZY invited adib .&amp;nbsp; As usual, zy was late after a while adib&apos;s brother left to meet someone and me and adib were alone and so bored, so we went to some music store and adib was like&quot; im going to get SO pissed in a few seconds&quot; and i thought he meant about zy, but i saw what he was holding and it was a slayer cd, but it was under INTERNATIONAL POP! LOL POP! slayer is pop, well noted. We called zy and he was like SHOULD I COME? i was like fucker cheebye he better come! But he did, and i love him for it. We decided to watch a movie and SURFS UP it was. i think zy asked for a movie so he could sleep cause he looks so comfortable and so tired. I was waiting for the two penguins to kiss cause i wanted to see how they could since their beaks are hard, but they didnt. DARN IT. the movie finished and we went outside under the MRT so the guys could smoke. I took a video of them doing smth cause i thought it was gona be crazy but it was lame but oh well,&amp;nbsp; Will post it after this update is done. At about 5:30, adib left and me and zy camwhored while i waited for the bus.&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 177px; HEIGHT: 172px&quot; height=&quot;253&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;475&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00414.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 116px; HEIGHT: 190px&quot; height=&quot;345&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;209&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00428.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 146px; HEIGHT: 191px&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;316&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00427.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 154px; HEIGHT: 191px&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;347&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00426.jpg&quot; /&gt;I TOOK A BUS ALONE OKAY. FUCK. the bus came at 6 20 and by about 7 45 i was going to reach home and my mum called to say my goddaughter took her first few steps. I dropped off the bus and took the first cab i saw to telok blanga. reached there about 8 30. the length of period i was on my ass is crazy. My goddaughter is so big now so i didnt regret it one bit.&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 133px; HEIGHT: 162px&quot; height=&quot;397&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;206&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00458.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 129px; HEIGHT: 162px&quot; height=&quot;425&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;276&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00456.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 140px; HEIGHT: 169px&quot; height=&quot;386&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;232&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/vennard_karina/DSC00441.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of the last weekend of the holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Jun 2007 02:01:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Holidays have ended and i should be in school.&lt;br /&gt;Im so scared, we&apos;ve been hanging everyday during the last week i had in Singapore, and i only had one day break from Ziyang, oh god.&lt;br /&gt;But the problem is, we&apos;ve been too used to that and now, since school has started, i can barely go online and i can&apos;t go out as often. Like, weekends only? And whats the point of me being able to go out on weekends, when Iylia cant go out on weekends!&amp;nbsp; I look up to merv and iylia and stuff cause they&apos;ve hung out with Ziyang for so long but didnt catch his hand gestures. I kept telling myself DONT BE LIKE HIM KEEP&amp;nbsp; MY HANDS STRAIGHT but i guess thinking too much about NOT doing it, started me DOING it. ironic, but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this guy, and not being able to talk to him as much as before is definately gona change things.&amp;nbsp; Nothing is going to stay the same and me and him are gona drift furthur and furthur apart. Sooon, he&apos;ll be like &quot;uuuh, karina who!?&quot; and i&apos;ll be like doing the same thing. I guess this wasn&apos;t meant to be, looking at everything that&apos;s stopping me from telling him how i feel. I can write a LIST about the reasons i CANT. ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 10:00 am now and no one is online. everyone lazy bum, everyone sleeping. I hope my mum allows me to go online later, shes not home now so its not counted. But yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I PROMISE TO WRITE ABOUT THE PREVIOUS WEEK, REALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im sitting here trying to convince myself that you&apos;re not the one for me, but the more i think, the less i believe and then the more i want you here with me.&lt;/em&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2007 16:52:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know im expected to write about these few days with the chalet and the movie marathon, and as much as i enjoyed myself, im just not in the mood to write about it&amp;nbsp;right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel my brain melting at the &quot;what to do next&quot; question and i&apos;ve been thinking about this since the time i realised my true feelings for you. I know your kind of a flirt and you go SOO many girls lined up that i have no chance and stuff but i just cant help my feelings that i have for you. I don&apos;t know what to do but i promise i won&apos;t do anything to make us awkward cause i seem to love the way we are now and don&apos;t wana change a thing. If i suddenly blurt how i really do feel about you everything gets weird and i&apos;ll be way to shy to meet you once again and you (i bet) would say no to going out when you hear my name. Even if it means getting all sad when you tell me about this new girl you met and how much she&apos;s into you and what you guys talk about and when you guys are meeting, im gona pretend im &quot;perfectly fine&quot; like i always do and hope it lasts with you two so you&apos;d be happy. I don&apos;t know why im like this, im getting all worked up over nothing but like i JUST told iylia, why start something when i know where the end will be? Why start something when it is def. gona end?&amp;nbsp; I can&apos;t believe im bladbing and i can&apos;t believe these feelings i have for you after just talking a few weeks but we talked about so much shit i feel like i know u for longer than that.&lt;br /&gt;I know this sounds so cliche but i don&apos;t know whats going on but i&apos;ve never felt this way. I don&apos;t know what to do next and my mind isnt functioning right now cause thats all im concentrating on. Imagine this, i tried changing fones with my mum and i started crying when the phone didnt go on but actually i didnt put the fucking battery in. Thats how fucked up i am. My hands are shaking and im sick and this confusion isnt really helping my illness but if there&apos;s one thing i do know, is that im getting 2nd thoughts about going on saturday and as much as i want to see everyone, how can i face you? How do i react and what do i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need help and i think im just over reacting as usual&lt;br /&gt;Karina</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2007 19:33:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/nana3/pic/0001rgrx/&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 549px; HEIGHT: 360px&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/nana3/pic/0001rgrx/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE WE WERE THE ONLINE ONES ONLINE SO WE ONLY HAD EACH OTHER BUT IM GLAD IT WAS HER CAUSE I HAVE SO MUCH FUN TOKING TO VALVALVALVALVAL. WE CAN DO IT DARLS, 2 AND A HALF HRS TO GO &amp;lt;333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/nana3/pic/0001sgbq/&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 365px; HEIGHT: 235px&quot; height=&quot;189&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/nana3/pic/0001sgbq/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the plane ride home was um, alright i guess.i kept thinking of a horror show i watched where this demon broke the wing . and i was sitting next to the wing so i kept glancing over</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Jun 2007 14:36:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>BAHAHAH IM COOOL</title>
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  <description>&lt;div class=&quot;greeting&quot;&gt;Karina, your IQ score is 105 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br class=&quot;clear&quot; /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;testResultPic&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;115&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;120&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://i.emode.com/tests/superiq/images/linguistic_architect_s.gif&quot; /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your overall intelligence quotient is the result of a scientifically-tested formula based on how many questions you answered correctly. But it&apos;s only part of what we learned about you from your answers on the test. We also determined the way you process information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you think about things makes you a &lt;b&gt;Linguistic Architect&lt;/b&gt;. This means you are brilliant when it comes to language and words. You are also very good at understanding things on an abstract level. You are at your best when you put those two skills together to communicate new ideas and see how they fit into different contexts. You understand math and science on a gut level, even if the equations and science don&apos;t come as easily. You can use these skills to be a great communicator or to create a masterpiece. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;payPromo&quot;&gt;How did we determine that your thinking style is that of a &lt;b&gt;Linguistic Architect&lt;/b&gt;? When we examined your test results further, we analyzed how you scored on 8 dimensions of intelligence: spatial, organizational, abstract reasoning, logical, mechanical, verbal, visual and numerical. The 3 dimensions you scored highest on combine to make you a &lt;b&gt;Linguistic Architect&lt;/b&gt;. Only 6 out of 1,000 people have this rare combination of abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2007 11:19:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;These days, i&apos;ve been thinking. You have others now, im not needed. Is it just me, or have you been avoiding me for some reason? I feel like im forcing this friendship on you, like, im making you like me, im making you talk to me, and your just way too kind and nice to tell me to fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i&apos;ve been thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would it be like to be a ghost? To be the reverse of what i am, dead in body rather than dead in soul. To be invisible rather than constantly in the public eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back on Friday night, 11:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They say if you lost something, you’ve got to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;And if it comes back, then it means so much more.&lt;br /&gt;But&amp;nbsp;if it never does, at least you will know,&lt;br /&gt;That it was something you had to go through to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 10:34:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>My dad sent me this, pfft to him. PFFT DADDY, PFFT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;EC_MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Angelina&quot; color=&quot;#808080&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: gray; FONT-FAMILY: Angelina&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#808080&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: gray; TEXT-DECORATION: none&quot;&gt;Roses are red; violets are blue&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeys like you should be kept in the zoo. &lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t feel so angry, you will find me there too &lt;br /&gt;Not in a cage but laughing at you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000080&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: navy; TEXT-DECORATION: none&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#808080&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: gray; TEXT-DECORATION: none&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;Twinkle twinkle little star &lt;br /&gt;You should know what you are&lt;br /&gt;And once you know what you are &lt;br /&gt;Mental hospital is not so far.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* &lt;br /&gt;The rain makes all things beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;The grass and flowers too.&lt;br /&gt;If rain makes all things beautiful &lt;br /&gt;Why doesn&apos;t it rain on you?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* &lt;br /&gt;I wrote your name on sand it got washed. &lt;br /&gt;I wrote your name in air, it was blown away.&lt;br /&gt;then ~ I wrote your name on my heart And I got a heart attack straight away&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* &lt;br /&gt;God saw me hungry, HE created pizza.&lt;br /&gt;HE saw me thirsty, HE created Pepsi &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;HE saw me in dark, HE created light&lt;br /&gt;HE saw me without problems, HE created YOU.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 5:28 here. so 6:28 there, im so bored and no one is online. I tried to call claire yesterday but she was sleeping, im sorry babes, for waking you up. i heart you.&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re going grocery shopping soon, and hopefully we&apos;re gona eat out toady cause im so lazy&lt;br /&gt;Nick is gone, he left yesterday. CLAIRE, I WANA TELL YOU STORIES ABOUT HIM. haha&lt;br /&gt;Preston is leaving tonight, im sure gona miss him. He says he want&apos;s to chill in Singapore a while, promises to be back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im leaving in about 11 days. Time passes so quickly here and before i know it i&apos;ll be back in Singapore. NO dont go WEE, its not a celebration. I have a week in Singapore and i have no plans. I haven&apos;t done my homework and i just dont wana go back =[&lt;br /&gt;Maths isn&apos;t a problem, seriously, it isn&apos;t. Its the english that giving me alotta shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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