<?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-6643916</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:27:13.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jUnKo-m525</title><subtitle type='html'>Junkiess!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tabei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729200276921657732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643916.post-108428044290063218</id><published>2004-05-11T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T21:00:42.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. hello junkies. i miss obs so much.. i'm practically 'panging' for another trip. bah. addicted. and i don think we're doing a good job of staying together. what happened to our resolve? i feel sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643916-108428044290063218?l=sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/108428044290063218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/108428044290063218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108428044290063218' title=''/><author><name>tabei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729200276921657732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643916.post-108158944257846071</id><published>2004-04-10T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T17:34:33.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello junkiess.. finally gort the chance to use the comp.. read waiyee n kerr's blogs.. didn't wan to leave any tags.. but i hafta agree with waiyee.. it hurts but it's true.. our watch is nort perfect.. but we can't ask for too much in return for 5 tough days.. hmmm.. i'm nort reallie in the mood to blog.. so i'll prob end up writin even more rubbish.. o well.. let's start plannin for labour day's bbq.. this time make sure everybody can make it.. haha i don care whether u hav 6 or 7 tests the next week... meet n plan durin recess k? -hooi wen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643916-108158944257846071?l=sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/108158944257846071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/108158944257846071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108158944257846071' title=''/><author><name>tabei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729200276921657732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643916.post-108150125641425199</id><published>2004-04-09T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T17:04:45.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyo junkies.. sorry i couldn't join u all for lunch. :$ bahx. anyway. let's haf bbq on either 1/5, 2/5, or 3/5 kk? haha. don care whether yew tong comes liao lahx. juz have fun without him k? and please do not let this blog die away. haha. been waiting for all u babes to come and blog lehx. don disappoint me k? :):) if u all still wanna call me sexy slave muz come and blog k? at least tag. muaha. today was reli fun. me n xue actually took off shirts. =X bahx. who was the idiot who convinced me? show off all my fats. sigh.. =X haha. nvm. reli enjoyed myself. haha. pei xuan cheer up k? :):) don be so sleepy next time. hee. and kerryn. don be late anymore. wenqi. good luck for ur chi test! muackx junkies! -waiyee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643916-108150125641425199?l=sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/108150125641425199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/108150125641425199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108150125641425199' title=''/><author><name>tabei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729200276921657732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643916.post-108080276144548130</id><published>2004-04-01T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T15:02:58.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyo people. so who's coming for the good fri outing? muz come k? its either town or sentosa. and darling tong isn't coming. bah. anyway, don worry, those who hafta go for mass in the evening, we're only meeting from bout late morn till evening, so all of u will haf ample time to reach there k? hee. please come.. at least for old times' sake. magellan's going sentosa.. and jon is going with them, so actually if u all wanna go sentosa its ok too k? hee. blog!~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiyee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;remember THE promise, we were meant to hold on.. never give up.. for all eternity...&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643916-108080276144548130?l=sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/108080276144548130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/108080276144548130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108080276144548130' title=''/><author><name>tabei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729200276921657732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643916.post-108012088618860680</id><published>2004-03-24T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T17:38:13.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyone went to engsoon's blog.. it's a resi watch.. their instructor's brandon.. steff said he's yewtong's roommate.. newae.. they're nort taggin on their tag board anymore cuz brandon tagged on it.. so urm.. they don wan it to be deleted =s haha.. hav the bbq on labour dae k? anyone cannot make it? hmmm k.. gotta go do my physics.. due date wuz on monday.. but juz couldn't bring myself to do it durin the hols.. WAIYEE RMB TO BRING THE PICS TMR!!! hmmm.. better msg her later.. junkies keeep on bloggin! -hooiwen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643916-108012088618860680?l=sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/108012088618860680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/108012088618860680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108012088618860680' title=''/><author><name>tabei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729200276921657732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643916.post-108005566892514905</id><published>2004-03-23T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T23:31:15.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. people. i am great. i managed to put "high" on the blog! whee. 3 cheers for me. sigh. hyper today. where's wenqi? *peers around*. anyway. muz tell the others to come blog k? and our bbq now is good fri or labour day? i'm confused. muaha. anyway. *hugs and kisses junkies! i miss ALL of you!! :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXOOOXXXXXXO,&lt;br /&gt;wai yee. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643916-108005566892514905?l=sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/108005566892514905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/108005566892514905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108005566892514905' title=''/><author><name>tabei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729200276921657732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643916.post-107996996472799806</id><published>2004-03-22T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T23:42:49.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo Junko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss all of you so much man. Like, we get back to school and we're just these people passing each other in the corridors, and everything is so pressurising, and there's politics everywhere, and so many complications... If only we  could be back on Ubin again, as Junko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, one of the watches (I believe it was... Armstrong? Amundsen? don't really remember) says they're signing up together as a watch at the end of the year for the 21-day course. Would be cool huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya all! &lt;3333333 kerryn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643916-107996996472799806?l=sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/107996996472799806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/107996996472799806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107996996472799806' title=''/><author><name>tabei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729200276921657732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643916.post-107987931406635377</id><published>2004-03-21T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T22:31:57.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;&gt;It's a Wednesday night and you are at a church prayer meeting when &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;somebody runs in from the parking lot and says, "Turn on a radio, &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;turn on a radio." &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;And while the church listens to a little transistor radio with a &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;microphonestuck up to it, the announcement is made: "Two women are &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;lying in a Long Island hospital dying from the &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;mystery flu." &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Within hours it seems, this thing just sweeps across the country. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;People are working around the clock trying to find an antidote. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Nothing is working. USA, Asia, Africa, Europe, Australasia. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;It's as though it's just sweeping in from all over the world. And &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;then,all of a sudden the news comes out. The code has been broken. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;A cure can be found. A vaccine can be made. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;It's going to take the blood of somebody who hasn't been infected, &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;and so, sure enough, all through the world, through all those &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;channels of emergency broadcasting, everyone is asked to do one &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;simple thing: Go to your downtown hospital and have your blood type &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;taken. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;That's all we ask of you. When you hear the sirens go off in your &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;neighborhood, please make &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;your way quickly, quietly, and safely to the hospitals. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Sure enough, when you and your family get down there late on that &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Friday night, there is a long line, and they've got nurses and &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;doctors coming out and pricking fingers and taking blood and &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;putting labels on it. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Your wife and your kids are out there, and they take your blood &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;type and they say, "Wait here in the parking lot and if we call &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;your name, you can be dismissed and go home." &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;You stand around, scared, with your neighbors, wondering what in he &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;world is going on and if this is the end of the world. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Suddenly a young man comes running out of the hospital screaming. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;He's yelling a name and waving a clipboard. What? He yells it &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;again! And your son tugs on your jacket and says, "Daddy, that's &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;me." Before you know it, t hey have grabbed your boy. Wait a &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;minute. Hold on! &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;And they say, "It's okay, his blood is clean. His blood is pure. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;We want to make sure he doesn't have the disease. We think he has &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;got the right type." &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Five tense minutes later, out come the doctors and nurses, crying &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;and hugging one another-some are even laughing. It's the first time &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;you have seen anybody laugh in a week, and an old doctor walks up &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;to you and says, "Thank you, sir. Your son's blood type is perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;It's clean, it &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;is pure,and we can make the vaccine." &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;As the word begins to spread all across that parking lot full of &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;folks, people are screaming and praying and laughing and crying. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;But then the gray-haired doctor pulls you and you wife aside and &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;says, "May we see you for moment? &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;We didn't realize that the donor would be a minor and we need ... &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;we need you to sign a consent form." &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;The number of pints of blood to be taken is empty. "H-how many &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;pints?" &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;And that is when the o ld doctor's smile fades and he says, "We had &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;no idea it would be little child. We weren't prepared. We need it &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;all." &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;"But-but...You don't understand." &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;"We are talking about the world here. Please sign. We need it &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;all!" "But can't you give him a transfusion?" &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;"If we had clean blood we would. Can you sign? Would you sign?" &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;In numb silence, you do. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Then they say, "Would you like to have a moment with him before we &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;begin?" Can you walk back? Can you walk back to that room where he &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;sits on &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;a table saying, "Daddy? Mommy? What's going on?" Can you take his &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;hands and say, Son, &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;your mommy and I love you, and we would never ever let anything &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;happen to you that didn't just have to be. Do you understand that?" &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;And when that old doctor comes back in and says, "I'm sorry, &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;we've-got to get started. People all over the world are dying. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Can you leave? Can you walk out while he is saying, "Dad? Mom? &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Dad? "Why, why have you forsaken me?" &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;And then next week, when they have the ceremony to honor your son, &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;and some folks sleep through it, and some folks don't even come &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;because they go to the lake, and some folks come with a pretentious &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;smile and just pretend to care. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Would you want to jump up and say, "MY SON DIED FOR YOU! DON'T YOU &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;CARE?" &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Is that what GOD wants to say? &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;"MY SON DIED FOR YOU. DON'T YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I CARE?" &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Father, seeing it from your eyes breaks our hearts. Maybe now we &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;can begin to comprehend the great Love you have for us." &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;You can now spread the gospel... or delete it. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;If you are not ashamed of God or what he has done for you pass this &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;on, PLEASE spread the word. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Someone on your address list might not know God and this could &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;change their life. So, take a few moments to forward this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643916-107987931406635377?l=sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/107987931406635377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/107987931406635377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107987931406635377' title=''/><author><name>tabei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729200276921657732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643916.post-107979827890928133</id><published>2004-03-20T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T00:07:30.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi junkies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are working hard and have enjoyed your hols... Thanks for the effort to put up this Blog thingy though I know nuts about it... Take care and God bless... Miss all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643916-107979827890928133?l=sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/107979827890928133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/107979827890928133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107979827890928133' title=''/><author><name>tabei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729200276921657732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643916.post-107971254165331574</id><published>2004-03-20T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T00:12:22.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha yay.. waiyee gort the template up.. muz keep this blog goin no matter whud k? almoz every single thing i do now reminds me of obs.. so urm.. try to blog more k? whud's the connection? urgh.. nvm.. yea.. it's 12.08.. n i'm bored.. so urm.. off i goo.. *poof* -``hooiwen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643916-107971254165331574?l=sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/107971254165331574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/107971254165331574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107971254165331574' title=''/><author><name>tabei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729200276921657732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643916.post-107971130937014265</id><published>2004-03-19T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T23:51:49.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me me me! i changed the template. wheeee... i rule.. hey ppl muz blog k? :) keep the spirit of junko up! muahahah~~ :) &lt;strong&gt;waiyee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643916-107971130937014265?l=sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/107971130937014265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/107971130937014265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107971130937014265' title=''/><author><name>tabei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729200276921657732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6643916.post-107970876005342951</id><published>2004-03-19T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T23:09:20.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>junkiesss!!!~ hey this is the first entry! proudly blogged by.. me.. haha.. -hooiwen*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6643916-107970876005342951?l=sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/107970876005342951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6643916/posts/default/107970876005342951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sitdownnshardup.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107970876005342951' title=''/><author><name>tabei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12729200276921657732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
