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  <title>learning to breathe</title>
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  <updated>2009-11-18T10:53:26Z</updated>
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    <title>douleurr @ 2009-11-09T01:13:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-08T17:13:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-18T10:53:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/douleurr/pic/001bwxss/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="240" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/douleurr/pic/001bwxss/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;American Apparel&lt;/strong&gt; Unisex Acid Wash Jersey Deep V-Neck Short Sleeve Summer T&lt;br /&gt;in &lt;strong&gt;BLACK&lt;/strong&gt;, Size XS (Pending)&lt;br /&gt;Fits UK size 8-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand new, unwashed and unworn&lt;br /&gt;Online retail price US$30&lt;br /&gt;Selling at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S$23&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; mailed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/douleurr/pic/001btxcr/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="157" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/douleurr/pic/001btxcr/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Eagle &lt;span&gt;Women Straight Jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16&amp;quot; across, 38&amp;quot; down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brand new&lt;/strong&gt;, unwashed and unworn&lt;br /&gt;Size 6 short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online retail price US$49.50&lt;br /&gt;Selling for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$30 with meetup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/douleurr/pic/001bxdts/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="160" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/douleurr/pic/001bxdts/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/douleurr/pic/001bysg3/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" border="0" width="160" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/douleurr/pic/001bysg3/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LoveandBravery&lt;/strong&gt; Fidelia Sequin blazer (sold!)&lt;br /&gt;Worn once, washed&lt;br /&gt;NO DEFECTS!&lt;br /&gt;Online retail price: $26&lt;br /&gt;Selling at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;$21 with meetup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Items are bought online, GUARANTEED AUTHENTICITY&lt;br /&gt;Would only trade &lt;strong&gt;blazer/AA top&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;Jansport/Eastpak plain backpacks&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Prices non-nego!&lt;br /&gt;Meet ups held at my convenience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email me at paranoiaa@gmail.com or simple comment if you have any questions!&lt;br /&gt;Dead buyers stay away!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEEDBACK: [+0/0/-0]&lt;/strong&gt; (I'm new!)&lt;br /&gt;http://douleurr.livejournal.com/166600.html&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:douleurr:166271</id>
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    <title>shifted ;)</title>
    <published>2009-05-06T12:14:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-06T12:15:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://eleventhh.blogspot.com"&gt;eleventhh.blogspot &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This journal will remain as a tribute to the&amp;nbsp;long cherished days.. &lt;br /&gt;:&amp;nbsp;)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:douleurr:166087</id>
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    <title>douleurr @ 2009-04-30T16:51:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-30T08:52:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-30T08:52:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="31" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best. twilight. trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;non-twilight fan</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:douleurr:165869</id>
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    <title>douleurr @ 2009-04-29T16:01:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-29T08:07:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-29T08:07:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pretty lousy interview,&lt;br /&gt;but I had a really good day... &lt;br /&gt;Changed into a teeshirt dress, proceeded to stuff myself, got a sweating cup of iced tea in hand while I trudged the streets trying to forget about the interview. Tried on a pair of Ray-bans. Too small... gotta get a larger pair. Bought a little birthday present for myself. A really good one...</content>
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    <title>hide me now, under your wings</title>
    <published>2009-04-28T15:00:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-28T15:35:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have a weird condition. &lt;br /&gt;I get awfully dizzy after having soft drinks. Hasn't changed since secondary schools years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was feeling pretty down today... grabbed a can of Pepsi and downed all the contents.&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I know, I was seeing stars when I bent over to collate my documents for tomorrow's interview.&lt;br /&gt;Purrrrrrrrfect.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the most pathetic person I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;no school for me tomorrow!&amp;nbsp;:&amp;nbsp;)&lt;br /&gt;Always awesome when there's no work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;btw this is the 600th post! I should be moving soon..........</content>
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    <title>douleurr @ 2009-04-28T01:22:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-27T17:22:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-28T13:05:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">what is up..?&lt;br /&gt;Here's blogging from the bedroom. with the stench of unwashed laundry hanging in the air, the fan blowing warm, stuffy wind.. &lt;br /&gt;Here's thinking, if I had made an effort, things would be/could be infinitely better.. But knowing me, knowing me.. I don't do the whole 'could have been''s. I shouldn't. Too many faults to amend. Too many hearts to make unbroken. Let the sleeping dogs lie... But you should know - you have to know, that if I loved enough to care and cared enough to love, I Do feel sorry for letting you slip away. I really do. Here's the side of the story from the heartbreakers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the epiphany of the night...&lt;br /&gt;If we have to endure hell to get to heaven, well.. I think it would be well worth the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down the hours..</content>
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    <title>douleurr @ 2009-04-27T23:07:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-27T15:10:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-27T15:53:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If I could have things my way, you know we would be drinking tea in your room all day... listening to girl in a coma. Eat warm bagels with cream cheese (because I am not So fond of butter..) and watch some indie films and doze off occasionally. You could laugh at my interests and I would joke about your weird habits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all I think about... &lt;br /&gt;You.</content>
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    <title>douleurr @ 2009-04-26T16:58:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-26T08:59:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-26T08:59:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I let my pain and dependencies run my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and I do like it better this way)</content>
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    <title>stepping up!</title>
    <published>2009-04-21T11:59:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-21T13:27:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; on an idle, sleepy evening, my dear sister had the great idea to go for a jog (not quite an idea for her but a habit)... And i am, frankly, in a rather bad (read: fat) shape, so I decided on stairs training instead. &lt;br /&gt;Being my Sister, she &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to ask if my fat butt was the reason for my sudden motivation to exercise... And then taunt me with the fact that I had a &lt;em&gt;rather shapely &lt;/em&gt;butt since childhood (read: hence nothing could possibly help). &lt;br /&gt;I lead a depressing life.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, we got out of the house, and fifteen minutes later I was slick with sweat, panting and somewhat dizzy. Neighbours shot me weird looks. And just then, somebody in a white tee and long, dark hair was riding up in the elevator.. with my  sweat-blurred vision I could almost swear I saw sadako riding the lift. I think the government ought to pass a law forbidding all long and dark- haired girls from wearing white tees and messaging with their head bent down.. It'd greatly reduce the no. of heart attack incidents, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose this is the longest post I've written in a while, and here's the catch: I'm typing on a qwerty smartphone (not mine). I could get used to this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxoxoxo</content>
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    <title>douleurr @ 2009-04-21T18:04:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-21T10:09:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-21T10:09:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There's just something about me and (financial) saving that doesn't go along...</content>
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    <title>babe</title>
    <published>2009-04-20T15:32:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-20T15:41:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51xZ8eKsL4L._SL500_AA280_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New babe!&amp;nbsp;:&amp;nbsp;) &lt;br /&gt;Freaking adorable!&amp;nbsp;All I lack is the polka dotty sticker now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't attend school today. I swear it's legit... my nose is falling off&amp;nbsp;right this moment in addition to the runs this morning. I hate allergies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>because I don't like doing it on facebook</title>
    <published>2009-04-20T05:19:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-20T05:22:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your current obsession?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tea, magazines, jeans, bags, shoes... &amp;amp; all things shiny and fanciful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your weirdest obsession?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uhhhmm, tea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you wearing today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;summer tea from americanapparel, black shorts and my sister's havaianas. and yes, around the house..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is today special?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bought a blackberry, called in sick because I had the runs......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you like to learn to do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;speak french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What&amp;rsquo;s for dinner today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mom might be whipping up a storm. i dont know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What&amp;rsquo;s the last thing you bought?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blackberry curve and a cover for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you listening to right now? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the fan spinning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your favourite weather?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cloudy and windy! is that a weather?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your most challenging goal right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;going through with my work and entering the university... haha and stop spending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think about the person who tagged you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nobody tagged me :&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;new york...? williamsburg hahah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite vacation spot?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aussie was nice... as was phuket, thailand but i think things might be going a little looney there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you currently reading? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some trashy novels&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you like to get rid of?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha! all the junk in my room.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vancouver canada! dont ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which language do you want to learn?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;french and swedish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did you dream of last night?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;barely had any sleep last night&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who do you want to meet in person?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;too many people.......!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One thing that you would snitch out of someone&amp;rsquo;s closet, with no regrets? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alexa chung's ........ whatever. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What&amp;rsquo;s your favorite piece of clothing in your closet?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha all my identical sheer white v-necks from all over!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your dream job?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to own and manage a cafe/boulangerie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal aspirations at the moment?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm too many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your style is influenced by?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have zerooooo style hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>douleurr @ 2009-04-18T14:21:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-18T06:24:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-18T06:24:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;WHATS UP WITH THE WORLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gna get out and roam the streets while the sun is still shining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:douleurr:163306</id>
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    <title>soft addictions</title>
    <published>2009-04-16T16:11:48Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-16T16:11:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">waffles, bubble teas, magazines, bags, flats, white teeshirts, online shopping &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;multiply that by a hundred...&lt;br /&gt;gonna cut it all out.</content>
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    <title>nobody nobody but you</title>
    <published>2009-04-13T10:38:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-13T10:38:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning on napping but I&amp;nbsp;had too much orange soda..&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;some photo updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3552/3437093137_2a49236d3c_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3650/3437049725_717ca01dbe_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3575/3436985143_344cb10467_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3538/3437847148_8484814049_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3633/3437808726_a51f5ba594_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3541/3437859990_35797f4db3_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3645/3437787348_45ea2483e4_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3621/3437044965_08c34db0e1_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3300/3436988075_ea9e816b92_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3661/3436991355_f1fc936e56_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3372/3436994005_ff3f3b87ee_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3636/3436997541_d8860557c9_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so t'was good friday &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3412/3437839368_76e2630855_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3300/3437027227_50f8ae2d5e_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3316/3437832892_a80b1b9eea_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3340/3437007949_73ccee1234_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3566/3437089731_9918a3e3af_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3603/3437015697_1f1a1d107b_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3631/3437033327_c3de690a56_m.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soup spoon was good,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;but then we later went on to have entirely TOO&amp;nbsp;MUCH&amp;nbsp;prata... &lt;br /&gt;(oh wait, that was just me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if my ulcer could retaliate I swear it would have exploded thrice over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:douleurr:162743</id>
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    <title>casting off all the "should-have-been"'s for the "would-be"'s</title>
    <published>2009-04-13T07:19:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-13T07:19:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b326/paranoiaa/yellow.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is pretty awesome I&amp;nbsp;swear... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning NINETEEN. &lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm turning eighteen all over again. I don't think I&amp;nbsp;can feel any older than that. &lt;br /&gt;(I&amp;nbsp;swear, if not for my hair I'd totally blend into the crowd in the school I'm teaching in.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REGARDLESS,&lt;br /&gt;from this year onwards I'm gonna start saving.&lt;br /&gt;I might be repeating myself every year but whatever. It's gonna work out this time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:douleurr:162433</id>
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    <title>sudden brunnette</title>
    <published>2009-04-10T16:46:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-10T16:47:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If anything,&lt;br /&gt;I hate mascara. &lt;br /&gt;I hate how it smudges across my eyes when I&amp;nbsp;rub my face. I hate how it hurts when I&amp;nbsp;yawn and my eyes tear.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how, when I try to remove it, the make up oil emulsifies with the tap water and seeps into my eyes along with the mascara residue... and then EVERYTHING. GOES. BLUR. &lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I have the vision of an elderly with cataracts.&lt;br /&gt;I hate eyeliner. I hate how it goes everywhere when I rub my eyes, but refuse to budge for days when I&amp;nbsp;try to clean it off. &lt;br /&gt;(I&amp;nbsp;only like to look like a punk on alternate days.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not your usual makeup-obsessed girl.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note,&lt;br /&gt;I am currently harbouring a huge girl crush on Miss Alexa Chung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-c.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v513/96/26/1387789658/n1387789658_30154722_9770.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. :&amp;nbsp;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:douleurr:162068</id>
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    <title>douleurr @ 2009-04-09T00:19:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-08T16:25:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-08T16:25:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things are looking up again... got a brand new desktop coming in Tuesday. All paid for by Mummy Dearest, which IS&amp;nbsp;a surprise!&lt;br /&gt;Here's looking forward to brighter days, what with a whole slew of unfortunate events slapping me in the face, one after another, throughout the past week. That was really awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;Dy has a new financial plan for me:&amp;nbsp;No online shopping, no bubble tea.&lt;br /&gt;If things go well enough I'll have a trust fund fat enough to last me through the 10-day vacation (i.e. wild shopping spree) in Taiwan, one semester in college and some leftover $$ for another laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds good enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm gonna start anew...</content>
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    <title>douleurr @ 2009-04-07T17:24:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-07T09:27:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-07T14:34:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I&amp;nbsp;have a love-hate relationship with modern medicine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my nose is unblocked and the ache in my ribcage gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to develop what seems to be a case of vertigo... can't think. Can't walk straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate being sick. I do.</content>
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    <title>douleurr @ 2009-04-04T23:28:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-04T15:31:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-04T15:31:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">To banish one of my &amp;quot;Should I or Should I Not&amp;quot; dilemmas,&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;went to the salon and chopped off 3 inches of my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word:&amp;nbsp;Liberation</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Re: Secret</title>
    <published>2009-04-03T14:52:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-03T14:56:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img height="112" width="400" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/f9dzcm.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You am not alone....&lt;br /&gt;(neither am I)&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>douleurr @ 2009-04-02T17:23:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-02T09:33:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-02T14:39:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WHY ARE ACCUSATIONS SO LOUD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apologies so soft?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>douleurr @ 2009-04-02T00:23:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-01T16:25:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-01T16:25:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fate ALWAYS, ALWAYS has a way to make me into a hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's not my fault!&lt;br /&gt;(Okay, maybe it is.)</content>
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    <title>douleurr @ 2009-03-31T17:00:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-31T09:03:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-31T09:03:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I&amp;nbsp;want a Butler bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b326/paranoiaa/270x300EspressoHybrid.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate &lt;span class="body_GREY"&gt;top grain leather with a compartmentalised design.&lt;br /&gt;yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="BigText"&gt;US$165.00&lt;/span&gt;... not so yum.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>douleurr @ 2009-03-30T23:20:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-30T15:37:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-30T15:37:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Slowly...... s l o w l y&amp;nbsp; going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the verge of tears EVERY&amp;nbsp;SINGLE&amp;nbsp;PASSING&amp;nbsp;SECOND.&lt;br /&gt;All the stress and responsibilities (not to mention pressing deadlines)&amp;nbsp;are tearing. me. apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;got to run.</content>
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