<?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-18943018</id><updated>2012-01-20T15:35:01.897+08:00</updated><category term='childhood'/><category term='abstract'/><category term='utter weirdness'/><category term='being mad'/><category term='poem'/><category term='on being drunk'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='fantuany and gang'/><category term='blogthings'/><category term='fangirl'/><category term='♥ onomatopoeia'/><category term='haha'/><category term='drunk'/><category term='sleepy eepy'/><category term='dream'/><category term='random musings'/><category term='shoe addiction'/><category term='blast from the past'/><category term='2 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won't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;me, yesterday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-3051768963934281195?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/3051768963934281195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=3051768963934281195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/3051768963934281195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/3051768963934281195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2011/01/sometimes-i-like-you-sometimes-i-dont.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-5463742369706856508</id><published>2010-07-25T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T20:48:16.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abstract'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sent chills up my spine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because everyone thought i was dead&lt;br /&gt;and the boy i love thought i was dead&lt;br /&gt;and there was no way of telling him that i wasnt&lt;br /&gt;then finally i met him and then he knew&lt;br /&gt;we drove around in his car and...&lt;br /&gt;oh i love him so&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-5463742369706856508?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-2605380871991790623</id><published>2010-06-23T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T17:17:16.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one day older than yesterday and im another year older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the first day of my Eighteenth year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-2605380871991790623?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/2605380871991790623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=2605380871991790623' 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celebrate our anniversary last month. but nevermind. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-2811038042811349280?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/2811038042811349280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=2811038042811349280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2811038042811349280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2811038042811349280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/06/somebodys-boyfriend-i.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-6489541062202394476</id><published>2010-06-02T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T22:56:18.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Falling out of love is a funny thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially when you've been in love for ages and ages&lt;br /&gt;and then you seemingly suddenly fall out of it. i wonder how that happens.&lt;br /&gt;do you just reach a point where you fall off the cliff? or do you fall out of it gradually, like how you outgrow your clothes? can you outgrow a love? when love turns to hate, does that love ever, or have a chance to, turn back to love again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is hard harboring a secret when you have friends. it is even harder to know that you have friends and a secret you can't share with these people you call your friends. then again, i wouldn't say this necessarily constitutes a secret, but if you don't tell anyone about it then does that make it a secret? what if you simply have no one to tell? then does that make your 'secret' an unwanted secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people seem to fall out of our lives like falling stars - you make a wish on them and you never see them again. hopes are false and false hopes are false hopes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-6489541062202394476?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/6489541062202394476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now that i think about it, we were actually in a relationship (albeit a slightly dysfunctional, slightly screwed up one) at the time, just that neither of us realised. and i actually miss that. i miss you for all the things i ever wrote about you, i miss what we had. im not saying what we had was special, what we had was, really, ridiculous (or beyond ridiculous). its just that i never realised, what we had is what ive always wanted. i miss the ridiculousity of being the overly cliche couple as occasionally as we liked. and although i never realised, it wasnt you who always needed me, it was the other way around, as i realise now. sure you were the one who was after me, but i was the one who made the calls, you never did. i know i've been more than mean, i've stabbed you a million times in the front, in full sight, and stabbed you in the heart a million times more. and i have nothing to say in my defense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to any one out there: please promise me if i try and break up with you and ruin what we have, that you won't let me and you won't let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love doesn't hurt, it's not having it that hurts.&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;br /&gt;(somewhere through this post i found myself writing in present tense. hm. im not sure that was entirely appropriate although it is entirely possible.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-6360367889554650651?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/6360367889554650651/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-8325959638465977679</id><published>2010-05-31T01:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T01:17:24.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lonely nights&lt;br /&gt;stars are bright&lt;br /&gt;missing you&lt;br /&gt;when you aren't in sight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-8325959638465977679?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/8325959638465977679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=8325959638465977679' title='0 Comments'/><link 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term='haha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today was'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='utter weirdness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today,&lt;br /&gt;i did something super coolfunnycrazyawesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and gerald laughed and giggled like mad and tried photocopying our faces at the school copier. of course we failed because, idk, it just isnt that easy. we were acting like primary school kids, laughing and trying not to scream with laughter and giggling and trying to be inconspicuous and making sure no one saw us while we carried out our superawesome master plan. i havent done something so crazyfunny in a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we are gonna try again soonish because i really want a photocopy of my face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-7173324822731682159</id><published>2010-05-24T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T22:45:36.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randumm'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i look at all these people and think, if i'd known you a year ago, i would never, ever, ever have...&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-7173324822731682159?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/7173324822731682159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>because life is like this - when you throw out one emotion, you get hit by a hundred back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-2575747688982484030?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/2575747688982484030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=2575747688982484030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2575747688982484030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2575747688982484030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=2137445941820332649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2137445941820332649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2137445941820332649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/05/woah-fake-smiles-all-round.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-5250949001494599729</id><published>2010-05-06T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T00:08:17.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant believe i have to go to school with these !!*"£gwegr£&amp;amp;kvngff6dt&amp;amp;kjvlnvdf&amp;amp;£@!*£! people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, its this complex that i have..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-5250949001494599729?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/5250949001494599729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>e is an entity i have not blogged about for a really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time, in fact, maybe even eons. now e is everything i ever imagined, even wondered, of how i might ever look at someone and think, i used so be close to so-and-so, but now i hardly know him at all. and it is scary, considering how when i say close, i mean really really close, like banter buddies, pulling punches, hanging out all the time, being telepathic and knowing that he'd be there for me no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day i realised someone, whom i got to know recently, knew e.&lt;br /&gt;me: how do you know e?&lt;br /&gt;someone: oh we were friends from xxx. he's very studious. why?&lt;br /&gt;me: oh he's... nothing. i know him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda weird 'cause i couldnt say 'oh he's my best friend'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-2965351209593341736?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/2965351209593341736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=2965351209593341736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2965351209593341736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2965351209593341736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-is-entity-i-have-not-blogged-about.html' title=''/><author><name>grace 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>chiseled face&lt;br /&gt;sculpted cheek bones&lt;br /&gt;defined jawline&lt;br /&gt;don't you want to know&lt;br /&gt;what i think of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, my writing has regressed, for sure. i haven't been thinking of anything at all, and i've been thinking about nothing in particular. im not sure i will ever be able to bring it back up, especially in the near future. life is a blur which i pass through, the only thing i see is you. because you are a constant, a saving grace. without you... i wouldnt like to think of that, but if it was, life would just be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not going to finish this. and life would just be like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-200414030550069857?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-2515146575116421586</id><published>2010-04-29T22:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T23:27:33.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today was'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='utter weirdness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;This Morning with J and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;antaboutmyspazzbf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This morning&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;student leader: please proceed to the quadrangle for morning assembly&lt;br /&gt;j and me: okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we continue to sit there anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five minutes later,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another sl: please proceed to the quadrangle for morning assembly&lt;br /&gt;j: yeah okay. sorry, her(points to me) leg is numb right now, we'll be going soon.&lt;br /&gt;sl: (nods and walks away)&lt;br /&gt;me: (laughing) O-M-G sometimes i hate you so much j. my leg is numb? seriously!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point we get up towards the quadrangle anyway, so much for 'her leg is numb'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: you must really be the worst boyfriend ever, what kind of boyfriend constantly uses his girlfriend as an excuse?&lt;br /&gt;me: plus they're all fake excuses!!&lt;br /&gt;j: whatttt, it isn't every time! (he laughs, because it is almost every time and he knows it!)&lt;br /&gt;j: but anyway don't worry there's more to come hahaha&lt;br /&gt;me: omgzzzzz T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's always speaking for me and saying the stupidest things ever - Major &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIHYSMJ&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I Hate You So Much, J&lt;/span&gt;) moments. AND he is the best at giving me stupid advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(text messaging in class)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: oh shit i am sleepy ):&lt;br /&gt;j: slap yourself damn hard! then scream! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;me: haha omg shut up!!! this is a typical &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sihysmj&lt;/span&gt; moment.&lt;br /&gt;j: oh new acronym now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ... yeah you're so lucky you're getting off school soon!&lt;br /&gt;j: i know! haha&lt;br /&gt;me: thanks a lot T.T (great load of help you are!)&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;br /&gt;all this (and more!) happened in one day, he is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; full of rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;but i like him anyway (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-2515146575116421586?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/2515146575116421586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=2515146575116421586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2515146575116421586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2515146575116421586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-morning-with-j-and.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-6781258562221529844</id><published>2010-04-28T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T17:32:57.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haiku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today was'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Haiku for My First Day Back&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gerald  dropped a bomb&lt;br /&gt;today, on my first day back.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't stop  laugh-&lt;br /&gt;ing. we bitched for an hour or&lt;br /&gt;so till lecture. then &lt;br /&gt;we  bitched some more and had some&lt;br /&gt;laughs at cav. hooray.&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;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i put a bomb in your fire you say  oh-oh, oh-oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-6781258562221529844?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/6781258562221529844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=6781258562221529844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/6781258562221529844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/6781258562221529844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/haiku-for-my-first-day-back-gerald.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-8499285360435113520</id><published>2010-04-28T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T17:26:35.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haiku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy eepy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes, no, maybe so.&lt;br /&gt;but what i really want to&lt;br /&gt;hear is sure/why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and i really want to sleep now, but.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-8772701789374680171</id><published>2010-04-22T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T22:29:02.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;haiku because it was raining&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain, the sky's mourning&lt;br /&gt;Thunder and teardrops falling&lt;br /&gt;Washing you away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CK Wong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-8772701789374680171?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/8772701789374680171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i had something to do tomorrow but i forgot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-5042970006796058293?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/5042970006796058293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=5042970006796058293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/5042970006796058293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/5042970006796058293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-i-had-something-to-do-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-3064297800883429275</id><published>2010-04-16T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T00:25:31.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so tired i don't wanna do my π ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-3064297800883429275?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/3064297800883429275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realised i hardly write anything anymore. i feel so devoid, so empty, unfilled. i don't think anymore, i just do. i dont have coherent thoughts, im lucky if i even have any thoughts at all. life is passing me by. my sentences are short. i hardly ever have strings of thoughts, they're more like flashes, really. and if im fortunate i catch those flashes, sometimes i don't. i feel terrible. i am uninspired. i like my older posts better, at least they had substance. this is the closest that i have come in a long time to harnessing my thoughts in a piece of writing. i don't even want to read my own writing. i am bored by it. nothing interesting to be read. in fact, nothing to be read at all. i might as well be running a twitter page here (hello to all my one-liners).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-4513299508996945746</id><published>2010-04-14T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T01:21:57.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>days of eternal eyebags&lt;br /&gt;): ): ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-4513299508996945746?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/4513299508996945746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=4513299508996945746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-1920712552678466984</id><published>2010-04-12T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T14:31:45.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>playing with fire&lt;br /&gt;sticking your finger&lt;br /&gt;in too many pies&lt;br /&gt;emotional promiscuity&lt;br /&gt;empty inside&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-1920712552678466984?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/1920712552678466984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=1920712552678466984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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not. and you know i won't love you unless you love me back cause im narcissistic like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-4721875929250611577?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/4721875929250611577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=4721875929250611577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/4721875929250611577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/4721875929250611577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-know-whether-to-hate-you-or-not.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-526332829715478170</id><published>2010-04-08T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T00:51:55.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes you wonder, if we are too old to be playing games. &lt;br&gt; and I wonder if we ever stop playing games.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-526332829715478170?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/526332829715478170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=526332829715478170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/526332829715478170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/526332829715478170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-you-wonder-if-we-are-too-old.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-9050109603337166696</id><published>2010-04-07T12:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T02:36:15.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>z: what do you love me for?&lt;br /&gt;g: for real&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-9050109603337166696?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/9050109603337166696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=9050109603337166696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/9050109603337166696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/9050109603337166696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/z-what-do-you-love-me-for-gfok-for-real.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-4047829594920760014</id><published>2010-04-06T01:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T01:59:41.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eejit weejits&lt;br /&gt;this is stupid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-4047829594920760014?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/4047829594920760014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=4047829594920760014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/4047829594920760014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/4047829594920760014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/eejit-weejits-this-is-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-5255164614046432383</id><published>2010-04-06T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T01:55:07.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i do wonder how it happens, but then again i did come close to it myself. that was scary cause i'd never felt anything like it, ever; and i never thought i would come close to doing anything like it, ever. never thought i was the kind, but then i guess it goes to show - you never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still wonder how it happens, because i could never let things get to that stage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-5255164614046432383?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/5255164614046432383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=5255164614046432383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/5255164614046432383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/5255164614046432383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-do-wonder-how-it-happens-but-then.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-8578667318048582941</id><published>2010-04-06T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T01:32:23.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>because i just wanna be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-8578667318048582941?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/8578667318048582941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=8578667318048582941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/8578667318048582941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/8578667318048582941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/because-i-just-wanna-be.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-9043705734372204625</id><published>2010-04-05T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T22:38:50.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randumm'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;today, we learn that people who have no time for anything else have time to trawl facebook nevertheless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;comment très vrai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-9043705734372204625?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/9043705734372204625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=9043705734372204625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/9043705734372204625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/9043705734372204625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-we-learn-that-people-who-have-no.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-9057412423566129110</id><published>2010-04-05T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:34:31.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>deciding who to vote for is annoying&lt;br /&gt;most of them have faces i would like to kick!&lt;br /&gt;this is quite a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fâcheuse &lt;/span&gt;predicament and is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wasting my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-9057412423566129110?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/9057412423566129110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=9057412423566129110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/9057412423566129110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/9057412423566129110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/deciding-who-to-vote-for-is-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-5418420869692381891</id><published>2010-04-05T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:22:22.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randumm'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant believe i have to vote for a shload of other people whom i either do not know or do not want to vote for, just so that my vote for my friend will count. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;combien ridicule!&lt;/span&gt; there really aren't that many people that i don't not want to vote for. the worst thing is knowing that your vote doesn't really count because 90% of said people will get in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyway&lt;/span&gt;, which makes the entire campaign very much&lt;span class="clickable" onclick="'dr4sdgryt(event,"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inutile&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="clickable" onclick="'dr4sdgryt(event,"&gt;&lt;span class="hw"&gt;bien dérisoire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-5418420869692381891?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/5418420869692381891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=5418420869692381891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/5418420869692381891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/5418420869692381891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-cant-believe-i-have-to-vote-for.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-5060562388102395693</id><published>2010-04-05T19:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:16:38.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>too much of everything. i need to reorganize or im never going to get anything done. i feel confused being in my own room. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-5060562388102395693?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/5060562388102395693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=5060562388102395693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/5060562388102395693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/5060562388102395693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/too-much-of-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-1925296532038345666</id><published>2010-04-05T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T01:24:45.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randumm'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on a completely different tangent,&lt;br /&gt;j and i finally decided on an 'official' date (hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;so we can officially celebrate it this month&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-1925296532038345666?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/1925296532038345666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=1925296532038345666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/1925296532038345666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/1925296532038345666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-completely-different-tangent-j-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-4603748869007795579</id><published>2010-04-05T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T01:12:29.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la vie, oh l'ennui!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-4603748869007795579?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/4603748869007795579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=4603748869007795579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/4603748869007795579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/4603748869007795579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/la-vie-oh-lennui.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-7215403416773209338</id><published>2010-04-05T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T01:12:10.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>times like now,&lt;br /&gt;things make sense&lt;br /&gt;i finally feel at peace&lt;br /&gt;like  coming full circle&lt;br /&gt;its time to come back&lt;br /&gt;home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-7215403416773209338?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/7215403416773209338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=7215403416773209338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/7215403416773209338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/7215403416773209338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/times-like-now-things-make-sense-i.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-5471732542674839371</id><published>2010-04-05T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T01:11:45.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is droll&lt;br /&gt;it drones on and on&lt;br /&gt;i live for weekends&lt;br /&gt;i live for sleep&lt;br /&gt;in the mornings, i live for when i get in his dad's car so i can fall back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;role reversal, now he's the one who wakes me up when we get to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short term goals, they keep me alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-5471732542674839371?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/5471732542674839371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=5471732542674839371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/5471732542674839371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/5471732542674839371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-is-droll-it-drones-on-and-on-i.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-1423427564178146881</id><published>2010-04-05T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T00:28:16.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Friday After Noon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this  afternoon with the boyfriend. its super lame so i just had to document  it. i applaud you if you read through the entire thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to figure out how to put a cut on this post, because it looks terribly ugly and takes up a shload of space. that will prolly be next weekend though. so till then, hold your horses :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-1423427564178146881?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/1423427564178146881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=1423427564178146881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/1423427564178146881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/1423427564178146881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/friday-after-noon-x.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-6443285308514375354</id><published>2010-04-02T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T16:47:59.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;oday, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;race wants &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ou to know that:&lt;br /&gt;That thing you wrote on your facebook status? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Utter Rubbish&lt;/span&gt;. I'm pretty sure doing what you did would not evoke such emotions 'cause hey, you prolly dont remember half, or more, of what you claim to. And familiar scent? Seriously? Methinks the whole thing was just a less conspicuous way of announcing to the whole world (yours, anyway) what you did yesterday (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-6443285308514375354?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/6443285308514375354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=6443285308514375354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/6443285308514375354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/6443285308514375354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/04/t-oday-g-race-wants-y-ou-to-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-2098981538888148900</id><published>2010-03-31T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T23:40:49.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;kimchi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should have&lt;br /&gt;some, though you dont feel like&lt;br /&gt;having any&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-2098981538888148900?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/2098981538888148900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=2098981538888148900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2098981538888148900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2098981538888148900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/kimchi-you-should-have-some-though-you.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-534912002916910831</id><published>2010-03-31T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T22:22:09.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random weirdness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today was'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;shit, i  have a lot of leg muscle.&lt;br /&gt; i don't want to have so much muscle.&lt;br /&gt; maybe if i stick with you more my muscles will transfer to you!&lt;br /&gt; like... like teleporting!&lt;br /&gt; maybe my leg muscles will teleport to you&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- conversation with self (and j on the side)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-534912002916910831?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/534912002916910831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=534912002916910831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/534912002916910831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/534912002916910831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/shit-i-have-lot-of-leg-muscle.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-4805153852500407139</id><published>2010-03-31T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T22:14:22.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10 and struggling to stay awake&lt;br /&gt;we are lousy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-4805153852500407139?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/4805153852500407139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=4805153852500407139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/4805153852500407139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/4805153852500407139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/10-and-struggling-to-stay-awake-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-8149124468327105982</id><published>2010-03-31T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:54:03.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my posts are more degenerate than ever&lt;br /&gt;this is terrible&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-8149124468327105982?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/8149124468327105982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=8149124468327105982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/8149124468327105982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/8149124468327105982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-posts-are-more-degenerate-than-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-28734732760590734</id><published>2010-03-31T21:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T00:55:29.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today was'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='utter weirdness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Something Crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was in the library while gfok and z went to look for food. on the way, they met c and s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c and s: heyy whatchall doing?&lt;br /&gt;gf and z: having sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the library...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after they told me about what happened with c and s)&lt;br /&gt;gfok: so do yall have sex often?&lt;br /&gt;g: sure, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;z: yeah us too.&lt;br /&gt;gf: ehhh dont say so loud! im still underage you know!&lt;br /&gt;g: yeah you could go to jail for statutory rape!&lt;br /&gt;z: eh&lt;br /&gt;z: but the legal age is 16. you're legal already.&lt;br /&gt;g: oh yeahhh, its 16 not 18&lt;br /&gt;gf: oh shit! i wasted 1 year and 2 days already! z! quick we need to plan - to make up for all my lost timeeeeee!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are the shizzzz man&lt;br /&gt;esp since now there are two, its insanity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-28734732760590734?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/28734732760590734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=28734732760590734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/28734732760590734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/28734732760590734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/something-funny-was-in-library-while.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-6215929930085081531</id><published>2010-03-30T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:02:04.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today was'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sj: why're you j's boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;sj: are you really j's boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;sj: why're you pretending to be j's boyfriend??&lt;br /&gt;G: i'm not j's boyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;sj: then! why're you pretending to be his boyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;G: i'm his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-6215929930085081531?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/6215929930085081531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=6215929930085081531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/6215929930085081531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/6215929930085081531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/sj-whyre-you-js-boyfriend-sj-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-8588833749085429805</id><published>2010-03-27T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:16:17.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hardly agree with any of this season's trends (much less the interpretations of them), but man, do i agree with Christian Louboutin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-8588833749085429805?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/8588833749085429805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=8588833749085429805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>tried to learn how to wolf-whistle from a guy on youtube with gerald, cav, clarence and sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FAIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only gerald actually had some semblance of whistle going on :o cav was jealous&lt;br /&gt;but it was kinda gross for the most part + none of us (save gerald) had any kinds of proper sound(s) coming out hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine five spazzes at one table with two fingers in their mouths, blowing and spitting saliva.&lt;br /&gt;ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i vidded john smith and gerald doing the hoedown throwdown.&lt;br /&gt;cool shiz :D be up on fb soonish, its on cav's iphone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-7562148746404754038?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/7562148746404754038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=7562148746404754038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/7562148746404754038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/7562148746404754038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/tried-to-learn-how-to-wolf-whistle-from.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-8718634282158523086</id><published>2010-03-27T00:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T01:00:16.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We Real Cool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;by Gwendolyn Brooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE POOL PLAYERS.&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN AT THE GOLDEN SHOVEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We real cool. We&lt;br /&gt;Left school. We&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurk late. We&lt;br /&gt;Strike straight. We&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing sin. We&lt;br /&gt;Thin gin. We&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz June. We&lt;br /&gt;Die soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;super cool poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-8718634282158523086?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/8718634282158523086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=8718634282158523086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/8718634282158523086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/8718634282158523086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-real-cool-by-gwendolyn-brooks-pool.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-4006309303941082803</id><published>2010-03-25T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T22:11:29.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wonder where they went&lt;br /&gt;nap time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-4006309303941082803?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/4006309303941082803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=4006309303941082803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/4006309303941082803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/4006309303941082803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wonder-where-they-went-nap-time.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-293217720877520016</id><published>2010-03-25T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T22:09:16.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weird form of self-indulgence&lt;br /&gt;like peeling a layer off&lt;br /&gt;it reveals something on the inside you wouldn't guess was there&lt;br /&gt;disparity from what you think to be reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happens all the time and its kinda funny, to be honest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps: im sorry, when we talk again, i'll tell you i was sorry. and you know that i never am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-293217720877520016?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/293217720877520016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=293217720877520016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/293217720877520016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/293217720877520016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/weird-form-of-self-indulgence-like.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-445883535687931775</id><published>2010-03-24T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T21:38:55.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today was'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='utter weirdness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cabbed to school this morning, as predicted&lt;br /&gt;jt is the terriblest, really&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning went something like that&lt;br /&gt;j: huan gossssshhhhh i am so sleepy i feel like cabbingggg...&lt;br /&gt;g: me too i dont even want to go to school ):&lt;br /&gt;j: feel like eating macs breakfast and going home to sleep&lt;br /&gt;g: dont tempt meeee ): so do you want me to walk to your house then we cab?&lt;br /&gt;j: im going to the mrt already. sore throat. shit.&lt;br /&gt;g: okay coming out now dont die yet&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, we took the train to school this morning&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER&lt;br /&gt;i just realised. i have never. ever. taken the train to school. ever.&lt;br /&gt;PWNX&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;so we reach our stop, and j's like&lt;br /&gt;"eh im damn sleepy lets just cab to school from here"&lt;br /&gt;from the train station (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;i sed okay anyway because i was lazy too :D&lt;br /&gt;and i have never ever walked to school in the morning. ever. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness we dont have to travel to school ourselves or this would be a daily situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we'd both be broke&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty thats all thats interesting for today &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shit i think imma fall sick ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-445883535687931775?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/445883535687931775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=445883535687931775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randumm'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have officially not slept for 24 hours woohoo my face hates me now&lt;br /&gt;but i had a power nap during math hahah oh well but i dont think that counts for much&lt;br /&gt;my face is angry with me now &gt;:( you can see the red marks that only hours of sleep can repair&lt;br /&gt;my sleep debt is now a massive giant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabbed to ph today for no apparent reason other than the fact that we were lazy&lt;br /&gt;cost us five bucks apiece because of peak hour when it'd be 5 between us danggg&lt;br /&gt;and knowing us, we'll prolly be cabbing to school tomorrah T.T&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side, cheetham was there today despite his concussion &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;tall and gangly as ever. in fact, maybe taller. he's taller than j now, which is woah&lt;br /&gt;and a full head taller than me which is woah woah woah especially since he used to be shorter than me (T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just realised that i am low on fuel(kimchi)&lt;br /&gt;noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;so i im-ed A to ask him to please please make some more because i really need it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i really need to do my homework&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-5403099080650283905?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/5403099080650283905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=5403099080650283905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/5403099080650283905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/5403099080650283905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-officially-not-slept-for-24.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-2259502152794003674</id><published>2010-03-23T01:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T01:40:29.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dying'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>studying makes me giddy&lt;br /&gt;first day of the week and i am ready to fling my hands in the air and run away screaming.&lt;br /&gt;sounds like a plan &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;watch this space&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-2259502152794003674?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/2259502152794003674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=2259502152794003674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2259502152794003674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2259502152794003674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/studying-makes-me-giddy-first-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-3938398923835268156</id><published>2010-03-23T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T01:37:09.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abstract'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dying'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pa-ra-noi-a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so all the self-destructive shit is starting to surface&lt;br /&gt;hmmhmmhmm&lt;br /&gt;this ought to be interesting, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;non&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-3938398923835268156?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/3938398923835268156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=3938398923835268156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/3938398923835268156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/3938398923835268156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/pa-ra-noi-and-so-all-self-destructive.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-1211506712501360253</id><published>2010-03-23T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T01:31:34.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random weirdness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dying'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>because&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;cccccynic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate studying&lt;br /&gt;be back inawhile&lt;br /&gt;watch this space&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-1211506712501360253?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-9131690849478858588</id><published>2010-03-20T01:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T01:23:45.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ikr and i hope we're not talking about the same person&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-9131690849478858588?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/9131690849478858588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=9131690849478858588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/9131690849478858588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/9131690849478858588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/ikr-and-i-hope-were-not-talking-about.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-5754661076980141560</id><published>2010-03-20T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T00:15:05.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner party'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on a lighter note, that was some party last night &lt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-5754661076980141560?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/5754661076980141560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=5754661076980141560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/5754661076980141560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/5754661076980141560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-lighter-note-that-was-some-party.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-8550489072058171623</id><published>2010-03-19T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:54:54.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>_,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish you'd see this, but you dont know this space exists.&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of you last night. it reminded me that i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;trying to ignore you is tough. i wish you'd stop ignoring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-8550489072058171623?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/8550489072058171623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=8550489072058171623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/8550489072058171623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/8550489072058171623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wish-youd-see-this-but-you-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-2667545991183744315</id><published>2010-03-17T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T22:37:05.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;haiku for the year&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eighteen, you&lt;br /&gt;think you're getting old&lt;br /&gt;you worry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-2667545991183744315?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/2667545991183744315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=2667545991183744315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2667545991183744315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2667545991183744315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/haiku-for-year-eighteen-you-think-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-2481429810878980180</id><published>2010-03-13T15:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T15:22:08.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random weirdness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haha'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ṡεṃ says:&lt;br /&gt;my arms and legs are like mj from the 70's and my body is like mj b4 death O.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-2481429810878980180?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/2481429810878980180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=2481429810878980180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2481429810878980180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2481429810878980180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/sm-says-my-arms-and-legs-are-like-mj.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-5090226270782462405</id><published>2010-03-08T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T02:07:25.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy eepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dying'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been dreaming these few days&lt;br /&gt;and they havent been good ones&lt;br /&gt;every time i sleep, i dream&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's why im so tired&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt again this afternoon&lt;br /&gt;a long one, just like last night&lt;br /&gt;and i know it was scary&lt;br /&gt;i just dont remember what&lt;br /&gt;but it was running away from&lt;br /&gt;and stuff like that, you know&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why though&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because im afraid&lt;br /&gt;it was a weird dream, it&lt;br /&gt;consisted of stuff i have thought&lt;br /&gt;about before. but way more&lt;br /&gt;fairytale-d and fictional&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, but i know it&lt;br /&gt;has something to do with&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-5090226270782462405?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/5090226270782462405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>because you need to ask yourself if you are in love, or in love with love itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i know i am neither&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-8641377654530234916?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/8641377654530234916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=8641377654530234916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/8641377654530234916'/><link rel='self' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-7948431049290311251?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/7948431049290311251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=7948431049290311251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/7948431049290311251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/7948431049290311251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/emotional-air-fairy.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-6837431432667397609</id><published>2010-03-01T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T23:59:57.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think your a hypocrite. not that you need to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-6837431432667397609?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/6837431432667397609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=6837431432667397609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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already." well, apparently not. good night world &lt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-6913923380989141025?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/6913923380989141025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=6913923380989141025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/6913923380989141025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/6913923380989141025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-thought-youd-reached-your-maximum.html' title=''/><author><name>grace 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-2769199183079158750</id><published>2010-02-07T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T02:39:02.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so now I have two bfs who... hmmm. I feel like pffsssh. awesome so I see this is gonna turn out just great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-2769199183079158750?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/2769199183079158750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=2769199183079158750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2769199183079158750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2769199183079158750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-now-i-have-two-bfs-who.html' title=''/><author><name>grace 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-6231435971846414648</id><published>2010-02-03T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T22:20:31.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;b-b-b-bennie and the jetssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-6231435971846414648?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/6231435971846414648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=6231435971846414648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Today(and the past few) With JT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forever and ever. amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forever and ever and ever and ever. amen, amen, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;club 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chan mali chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hole in the ozone layer right above our school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe the sun rises from our school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;petition for discrimination against fat people (size 26!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insider jokes all the way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-3350102180662599707?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/3350102180662599707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=3350102180662599707' title='0 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type='html'>chevron, soup spoon, peanut butter chocolate banana milkshake (woohoo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfect recipe for diarrhoea hoho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-2129487987843965247?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/2129487987843965247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=2129487987843965247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2129487987843965247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2129487987843965247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2197603808266649638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2197603808266649638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/01/funny-how-they-only-seem-to-regress.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-5815140898650673333</id><published>2010-01-25T12:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T12:51:37.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoe addiction'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VjPsKX2YdCA/S10jAGvR_6I/AAAAAAAAAGY/XbwuPXnrthY/s72-c/shoe+of+salvation.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-3618682369324512844</id><published>2010-01-25T12:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T12:18:10.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pig of Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/4ae180cf359d3d7c/4b5d1b81d5cc9345/4ae1874184b9f137/eb703b2c/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-3618682369324512844?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/3618682369324512844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=3618682369324512844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/3618682369324512844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/3618682369324512844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/01/pig-of-happiness.html' title='The Pig of Happiness'/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-2844078393048882987</id><published>2010-01-20T13:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T13:39:04.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randumm'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428691824504584738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VjPsKX2YdCA/S1aWc7KpuiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BtPTC9N4KoI/s320/tdevine+necklace.bmp" /&gt;&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;br /&gt;&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;br /&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinosaur Necklace by Tatty Devine&lt;br /&gt;£114 and Out of Stock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-2844078393048882987?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/2844078393048882987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=2844078393048882987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2844078393048882987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2844078393048882987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/01/want.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VjPsKX2YdCA/S1aWc7KpuiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BtPTC9N4KoI/s72-c/tdevine+necklace.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-498574812344023885</id><published>2010-01-20T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T00:16:22.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I Need to Stop Shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i am (really) broke&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;: &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;: &gt;: &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;: &gt;: &gt;: &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-498574812344023885?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/498574812344023885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=498574812344023885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/498574812344023885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/498574812344023885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-need-to-stop-shopping-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-2972202219312881360</id><published>2010-01-19T16:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T16:13:20.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(the root of) incessant worry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-2972202219312881360?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/2972202219312881360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=2972202219312881360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2972202219312881360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/2972202219312881360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/01/root-of-incessant-worry.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-6048317920115463382</id><published>2010-01-15T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T01:57:12.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoe addiction'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomgomgomg&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;hyperventilates&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wants to buy them for me? actually, scratch that, i know im gonna get it for myself anyway. no way am i passing that up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-6048317920115463382?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/6048317920115463382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=6048317920115463382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/6048317920115463382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/6048317920115463382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/01/omg-i-want-omgomgomgomgomg.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-6660330146516417819</id><published>2010-01-13T15:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T15:43:09.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoe addiction'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i recently decided that i have too many black shoes. as in shoes that are black.&lt;br /&gt;so to even it out, i end up buying more shoes in grey, beige and nude(so i havent found any nude ones, but i want to). which basically means that i end up buying more shoes. ah. i realised yesterday that i probably have more shoes than than all the shoes that my entire family owns put together. okay nevermind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-6660330146516417819?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-9081898750473901627</id><published>2010-01-12T13:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T13:13:35.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mtb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think so&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-9081898750473901627?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/9081898750473901627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=9081898750473901627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/9081898750473901627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/9081898750473901627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/01/mtb-i-dont-think-so.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-8908985791069851462</id><published>2010-01-11T13:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T13:09:23.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randumm'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Fvrt Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miniclip.com/games/sushi-go-round/en/"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425343825016502002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VjPsKX2YdCA/S0qxdtJ3tvI/AAAAAAAAAGI/hkX9p3O9q-c/s200/sushi.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-8908985791069851462?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/8908985791069851462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=8908985791069851462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/8908985791069851462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/8908985791069851462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/01/fvrt-game-object-codebase-param.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VjPsKX2YdCA/S0qxdtJ3tvI/AAAAAAAAAGI/hkX9p3O9q-c/s72-c/sushi.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-1457816884088537231</id><published>2010-01-11T12:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T12:59:13.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='utter weirdness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy eepy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Just Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling a little off the charts now since i had a terrible achy night and the remnents of three dreams still in my head. three dreams, three different people, r, k and m (none of which you would know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;r, the first dream, i dont remember what happened but anyway we were real close and talking about our lives(theyre real different) thats about all i can recollect. oh and something like we were at some event thingum and then we left together and promised to keep in touch. slightly weird because i havent been in contact with r for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second dream, i dont remember anything either, now. i just remember i dreamt about something with k in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last dream i had, and the most poignant one, probably because it was the last, and maybe because of m. definitely havent seen m in awhile, so is funny how m pops up in my dream. starts with something like me and r(another one) at somerset mrt (i just recognize the insides) and r's telling me about this &lt;em&gt;vora vora&lt;/em&gt; thingum (dont even ask) that i should go to. somehow m is there, and r leaves on the train, so i ask m about this &lt;em&gt;vora vora&lt;/em&gt; thing and m's going to it so i tag along. pretty boring story anyway. and stuff (that im not about to discuss here) conspire. we reach &lt;em&gt;vora vora &lt;/em&gt;event, and m takes off with friends. i bump into a there, who is with alleged bf. so apparently &lt;em&gt;vora vora&lt;/em&gt; is this huge anime-ish event that is shiz freaky. haha. anyway the dream doesnt make sense now that ive explained it. and it seems more like a (dumb) reason to have m in my (subconscious, anyway) thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and did i mention that somewhere in the last dream i found the space to put in a job application at art friend (fully knowing that i have only a week till school starts).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay end of bad storytelling skills. i hated writing this but i just had to, for the record.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-1457816884088537231?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/1457816884088537231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today was'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Broke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially &lt;-&gt; this close to brokeness omg broke broke broke i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to get the topshop heels(yes, despite near brokeness) but they didnt fit nicely so i decided not to. bags, oh bags, i was trying to decide between function and frivolity. in the end i ditched both and forgot about buying a bag (ha ha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met a pair of sparkly red sneakers(imagine my immense delight upon meeting them!), and was ecstatic that they had them in my size. was so esctatic that i went on to purchase them (because at least they're functional, besides being frivolous, so i could justify buying them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met a nice guy who helped me with my sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met with lovely velvety mushroom stroganoff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met with the imminent end of my shopping trip&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-7278841213749765516?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/7278841213749765516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=7278841213749765516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/7278841213749765516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/7278841213749765516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/01/broke-i-am-officially-this-close-to.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-7238633426946437884</id><published>2010-01-06T16:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T16:41:19.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random weirdness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Looky Look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 385px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423541946716896898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VjPsKX2YdCA/S0RKqlZ9voI/AAAAAAAAAGA/sHPwJQ8M__g/s320/cbelle.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;source:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camilla_Belle"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camilla_Belle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bet it'll be edited off soon enough, ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-7238633426946437884?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/7238633426946437884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=7238633426946437884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/7238633426946437884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/7238633426946437884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2010/01/looky-look-source-httpen.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VjPsKX2YdCA/S0RKqlZ9voI/AAAAAAAAAGA/sHPwJQ8M__g/s72-c/cbelle.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-5309658854411555980</id><published>2009-10-24T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:37:12.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now i remember why i decided to be non-committal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, a bit too late&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not anti-committal, just non-committal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-5309658854411555980?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-6515383556649070024</id><published>2009-10-23T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:54:20.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mario Kart Love Song is pure geniusness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-6515383556649070024?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/6515383556649070024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=6515383556649070024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/6515383556649070024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/6515383556649070024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2009/10/mario-kart-love-song-is-pure-geniusness.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-515664944313936288</id><published>2009-10-23T19:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T19:26:23.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so much noise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today was'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bmiml (&lt;em&gt;bad moment in my life&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to sleep, for half an hour-ish but couldnt&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;woke up, realised i have to work tmr, mild panic, tried calling e whose phone wasnt on. or something. called someone else, in an attempt to escape from world, but he was going far far away.&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;wanted to take some shots, couldnt find my cam&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;sister playing the piano, very loudly, such a pain. can &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; stand listening to the piano playing, unlike certain people who find it soothing and therapeutic. it is not. it is thoroughly annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;: &gt;: &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;was gonna take some shots with my popcam when am disrupted by mom&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;nagging ensues, about taking dinner, etc etc. my stomach only has space for approximately 1-1.5 meal(s) every 12hours, which means about 1ish meal a day, unless i stay up inordinately late. or unless i am working because that makes me hungry. but usually i am still stuck with settling for 1-1.5 meal(s) due to time constraints.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:&gt;:&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom is unexpectedly home, so unexpected breach of peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have settled for blasting bsb(embarrassing, yes) on my ipod in attempt to block out whatever that can be blocked out. have never been a fan of blasting, unlike a lot of other people, but desperate times call for desperate measures. thought about going for a run (crazy) and i just might, later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, i finished the pair of shorts i was working on, and it fits sister well enough. so its a tad loose on the waist, but she says she can live with it, dear girl. (have no intention of tearing it apart to alter it) (okay i might, if i get really annoyed with how it looks on her) pictures when i find my camera. which is probably not anytime soon. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i realised i have a lot of labels. many repetitive and just as many totally irrelevant and unuseful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-515664944313936288?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/515664944313936288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=515664944313936288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/515664944313936288'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/1478030143974938881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=1478030143974938881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/1478030143974938881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/1478030143974938881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-with-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-5863378896100359390</id><published>2009-10-23T04:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T12:36:53.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the 10 things i hate about you series is awwwwsome,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how could i no-o-ot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-5863378896100359390?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/5863378896100359390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=5863378896100359390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/5863378896100359390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/5863378896100359390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2009/10/10-things-i-hate-about-you-series-is.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-1092554924174422942</id><published>2009-10-21T03:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T03:54:42.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;jsyk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-1092554924174422942?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/1092554924174422942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=1092554924174422942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/1092554924174422942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/1092554924174422942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2009/10/jsyk.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-8115542909766009004</id><published>2009-10-19T23:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T19:29:21.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today was'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a pretty okay day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished a book&lt;br /&gt;got another pair of shoes&lt;br /&gt;went to the library&lt;br /&gt;got a load of books&lt;br /&gt;finished another book&lt;br /&gt;did some pretty substantial writing&lt;br /&gt;did more writings while waiting for e&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so not a bad day in all, although i didnt get any sewing or cutting done, but maybe later if i feel like it. have been doing a good lot of writing the past few days, which is good. havent being writing for a long time. can't wait for november, although im not sure if i can keep up! i guess i should dedicate the rest of this month to sewing, then november can be for the writings. have banned self from chinatown until i have used a substantial lot of the fabrics from the last trip. scarf is stalled indefinitely, most irritating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-8115542909766009004?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/8115542909766009004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=8115542909766009004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/8115542909766009004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/8115542909766009004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2009/10/had-pretty-okay-day-finished-book-got.html' title=''/><author><name>grace huan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12453358657825982302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-3589097808377819426</id><published>2009-10-18T16:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T16:56:20.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>such idiocracy.&lt;br /&gt;i shall bang my head on the wall for always&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-3589097808377819426?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943018.post-905016317727859898</id><published>2009-10-17T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T15:31:09.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fluctuate too much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-905016317727859898?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/905016317727859898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=905016317727859898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/905016317727859898'/><link rel='self' 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that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-7218030633544531099?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/feeds/7218030633544531099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943018&amp;postID=7218030633544531099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/7218030633544531099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943018/posts/default/7218030633544531099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://red-poppies.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-its-fact-our-love-is-true-way.html' title=''/><author><name>grace 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>someone i will never dream of, but someone i will always think of.&lt;br /&gt;i think of him even in my dreams but have never dreamt of him.&lt;br /&gt;i laugh and get all excited when i talk about him, but i would never &lt;strong&gt;ever&lt;/strong&gt; admit to liking him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(even my mom hopes i will marry someone like him, or better yet, him. ha! will never admit to agreeing with that!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i guess i do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943018-2419343818573046481?l=red-poppies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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