<?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-6934579778111905404</id><updated>2011-08-21T06:37:02.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The LIMICANNE Blog!</title><subtitle type='html'>Friends Forever , and always...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-1722437391205321874</id><published>2010-11-23T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:15:12.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Erm, officially dead</title><content type='html'>Remember my promise to keep this blog alive? Apparently, i failed. So yea. All three of us are too lazy to update anything. BUt here I am now. Updating something :D Or let's just say it's a very short post. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recently had a sleepover. :) And erm... have we introduced u guys to the new Limicannissa? HAHA! Added one more person. Charissa! But this will still remain the Limicanne blog. Sorry~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Wassup? I changed the template. Hope u like it. hahax. And erm, we've all started having holidays already so.. BORING! Yes, it's boring. Super boring. But then.. i just realised that holidays are about to end.. AND WE JUST STARTED HAVING THEM! Like wth? LOL! Time is flying by so fast. Its impossible to to realise instantly that we're moving too fast foward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, it's just a short post. So I gotta go now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz!&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-1722437391205321874?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/1722437391205321874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2010/11/erm-officially-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/1722437391205321874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/1722437391205321874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2010/11/erm-officially-dead.html' title='Erm, officially dead'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-3324742257151348624</id><published>2010-06-18T03:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T03:46:06.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Limicanne outing</title><content type='html'>Lalala! ~ We were supposingly joining the youth bowling. But we apparently got bored...So the three of us went &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHOPPING&lt;/span&gt;! XD. After thatt, Sue Anne dropped her camera ( OMG) Its the new samsung double screen camera. But we prayed hard that she wouldn't get punishment from her parents. She went back earlier than me and michi. So we continued our so called shopping... cause we hardly saw any clothes that we liked. Or clothes that we liked with cheap prices. So ...... we went &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;STARBUCKS&lt;/span&gt;! And yes, it's AWESOME! Both of us ordered Java Chip Frap. And the cup size was Grande. Anyone jealous??? XD . After a few minutess.. My momma ask us to go back home. Michi followed me home though. Which now she's beside me... Erm... YEA! that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW! This is our so called 'pro' bowling points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle- 48&lt;br /&gt;Lily-48&lt;br /&gt;SueAnne - 48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All oso same eh? XD We all pakat wan. CHEH!!! Same level nii.. Okays, that's it. CHAUZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-3324742257151348624?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/3324742257151348624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2010/06/limicanne-outing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/3324742257151348624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/3324742257151348624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2010/06/limicanne-outing.html' title='Limicanne outing'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-5092785866930446000</id><published>2010-01-11T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T04:33:44.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A brand new life</title><content type='html'>Me and Michi are FINALLY THIRTEEN! After sooooo longggg..... hahahahahahah. Anyway yea... it's a brand new life.. yikesss... &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-5092785866930446000?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/5092785866930446000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2010/01/brand-new-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/5092785866930446000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/5092785866930446000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2010/01/brand-new-life.html' title='A brand new life'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-3959304030070196289</id><published>2009-12-19T00:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:50:30.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 things (parody)</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;shoo.....shoo.....shoo......&lt;br /&gt;(intro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably should say this,&lt;br /&gt;Cause at times you make me scared,&lt;br /&gt;When I think about the future,&lt;br /&gt;and the things we're gonna share,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be awful,&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're a fool,&lt;br /&gt;who always thinks you're cool,&lt;br /&gt;To even care.....&lt;br /&gt;And now we're standing in the sun,&lt;br /&gt;And you're not ever gonna run.&lt;br /&gt;Untill you hear,&lt;br /&gt;My fear&lt;br /&gt;(pre-chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause the 7 things I'm scared about you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The 7 things I'm scared about you... oh you...&lt;br /&gt;Your face , your name, you're insecure,&lt;br /&gt;When you talk you're not even sure,&lt;br /&gt;You make me puke,&lt;br /&gt;You make me cry,&lt;br /&gt;I guess I rather should just die.......&lt;br /&gt;Your friends, they're jerks,&lt;br /&gt;And you act like them,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know it's good?&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be with you..... &lt;br /&gt;And the 7th thing I'm scared the most about you..,&lt;br /&gt;That all my facts are true...(OMG)&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post by Lily&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/6934579778111905404-3959304030070196289?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/3959304030070196289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/12/7-things-parody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/3959304030070196289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/3959304030070196289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/12/7-things-parody.html' title='7 things (parody)'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-7454602274668019005</id><published>2009-12-12T07:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T07:46:31.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>Sigh sigh sigh! So long no post so hello hello! Guess we will be back to posting some more stuff. Well me anyway . I'm gonna post something here that I actually posted in my personal blog. But will have to take time . Busy busy busy. Okay , at night now, gotta go bed. Big day tomorrow....yawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Lily&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/6934579778111905404-7454602274668019005?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/7454602274668019005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/7454602274668019005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/7454602274668019005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-8169126420192513262</id><published>2009-08-24T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T01:49:48.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse Letters</title><content type='html'>The routine is familiar: when a student is late or absent from school, a letter from the parents must be supplied for the absence to be excused. Sometimes such letters suggest that the parents were excused from school too many times in their own youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Read This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; "My son is under a doctor's care and should not take P.E. today.  Please execute him."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Please excuse Lisa for being absent. She was sick, and I had her shot."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Dear School: Please ekscuse John being absent on Jan. 28, 29, 30,  31, 32, and also 33."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Please excuse Gloria from Jim today. She is administrating."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Please excuse Roland from P.E. for a few days. Yesterday he fell  out of a tree and misplaced his hip."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "John has been absent because he had two teeth taken out of his face."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Carlos was absent yesterday because he was playing football.  He  was hurt in the growing part."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Megan could not come to school today because she has been bothered  by very close veins."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Chris will not be in school cus he has an acre in his side."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Please excuse Ray Friday from school. He has very loose vowels."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Please excuse Tommy for being absent yesterday.  He had diarrhea,  and his boots leak."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Irving was absent yesterday because he missed his bust."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Please excuse Jimmy for being. It was his father's fault."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Please excuse Jennifer for missing school yesterday.  We forgot to  get the Sunday paper off the porch, and when we found it Monday,  we thought it was Sunday."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Sally won't be in school a week from Friday. We have to attend her  funeral."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "My daughter was absent yesterday because she was tired. She spent a  weekend with the Marines."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Please excuse Jason for being absent yesterday. He had a cold and  could not breed well."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Please excuse Mary for being absent yesterday. She was in bed with  gramps."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Gloria was absent yesterday as she was having a gangover."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Please excuse Burma, she has been sick and under the doctor."&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Maryann was absent December 11-16, because she had a fever, sore  throat, headache, and upset stomach. Her sister was also sick, fever,  and sore throat, her brother had a low grade fever and ached all  over.  I wasn't the best either, sore throat and fever.  There must  be something going around, her father even got hot last night."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-8169126420192513262?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/8169126420192513262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/08/excuse-letters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/8169126420192513262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/8169126420192513262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/08/excuse-letters.html' title='Excuse Letters'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-2761381734201966679</id><published>2009-08-22T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T00:25:33.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays! (?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello fellow earthlings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, the holidays are finally here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And what am I doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sitting in front of the laptop like a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; &lt;)."".(&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ( (..) )          &lt;---Woot! That's me! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-(,,)(,,)-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, it's been a long time since I've posted anything in this blog. I don't really have a reason why I've not posted anything. Well, main reason  is that, i forgot the password :). I know, like, =.="""" , right? Also, whenever Lily and Michelle ask me to post something... I'll be like "What do you want me to blog about?'' So, yeah. Another reason. Heeheehee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, it's not like I have anything to blog about now, but, oh what the heck. I also promised Lily I'd post somehthing either today or tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I really don't know what to blog about now. REALLY. I just feel like curling up into a ball and going to sleep. I have no idea why i feel like that =). Knowing that all my friends have left for their holidays, and me, still at home cooped up in my room on the computer, doesn't help either...... I will only be going to Genting at the end of this week. Thursday, if I'm not wrong. I heard that Michelle would also be going there. :D . Pity Lily, she's not going anywhere. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh yeah, by the way, I was reading someones blog, when I came across some crappy thing. I think it's really funny.. Hahahahaha. XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;POEMS FOUND IN TOILETS&lt;br /&gt;THE 'FUTURE' IS IN YOUR HAND ,&lt;br /&gt;HOLD IT GENTLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Excellent poems by not so famous poets... found on toilet doors and walls.......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A budding poet trying his best...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here I lie in stinky vapor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because some bastard stole the toilet paper,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shall I lie, or shall I linger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or shall I be forced to use my finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before he graduated to be a poet, he wrote this... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here I sit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Broken hearted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tried to shit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But only farted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone who had a different experience wrote,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You're lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You had your chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I tried to fart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;But shit in my pants! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Perhaps it's true that people find inspiration in toilets&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I came here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To shit and stink ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But all I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Is sit and think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are also people who come in for a different purpose...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Some come here to sit and think,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Some come here to shit and stink,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But I come here to scratch my balls ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And read the bullshit on the walls....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Toilets walls also double as job advertisement space....... (written high upon the wall)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If you can piss above this line, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the Singapore Fire Department wants you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ministry of Environment advertisement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We aim to please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You aim too, please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On the inside of a toilet door:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Patrons are requested to remain seated throughout the entire performance.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And finally, this should teach some a lesson... Sign seen at a restaurant:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The hands that clean these toilets also make your food...please aim properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Hahahaha... I like the first one. The part where he says "Because some bastard stole the toilet paper''. LOL. Well, I guess thats all for now. Oh yeah, one more thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sue Anne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-2761381734201966679?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/2761381734201966679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/2761381734201966679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/2761381734201966679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays! (?)'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-1630001133428441739</id><published>2009-08-21T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T07:50:36.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress + UPSR = FREEDOM</title><content type='html'>It's hard for me to say but I'd prefer it to be over quicker yet I want it to be another century to come. Mixed huh? UPSR.... hmm. I did 2004's test paper on BM yesterday and it was freaking hard. It got me worried there but my teacher told me it's an easier standard every year. Not harder. To me, it feels unfair. Most people ( smart ppl) says it's like a grade 1's work! I could totally past for that but because of it, I kinda have too must self confidence. After taking that test yesterday, it was horror. The test haunted me through the night. Yeow! And I had to get up for school early morning today. Sigh. After the test, I'm feeling more discourage than ever. It was my sister's year test paper. I wonder how'd she survive the paper. . . . But the magical thing is that I could have freedom over four months after that. That'll be awesome! Still, the results will only com out in october and that's......scary. I can't study, I'm always distracted! Although I'm worried much, no use. I tried. Only lasted for 5 - 10 minutes...Humans can concentrate for 45 minutes!!! I only could last 5 - 10 minutes!!!!! There must be somthing wrong with my brain and mentality!  Gosh, I'm just posting this cause I've got nothing to do. And to release all me tension about it.... Sigh.... wish me luck on studying for the next two weeks! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by....,&lt;br /&gt;Lily Ooi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-1630001133428441739?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/1630001133428441739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/08/stress-upsr-freedom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/1630001133428441739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/1630001133428441739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/08/stress-upsr-freedom.html' title='Stress + UPSR = FREEDOM'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-325749616481158703</id><published>2009-07-21T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T08:33:28.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Limicanne Is Back!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hi blogger i think the limicanne is back looks like we are all posting d.So ya kinda busy this day lily is busying study for d UPSR me tooo but  sue anne i not very sure this time she seldom online so ya...can't ask her why wish she can online so i can ask her. Emmm i think that's all nothing much to post no idea k la bye.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Michelle Chay~ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-325749616481158703?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/325749616481158703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/07/limicanne-is-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/325749616481158703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/325749616481158703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/07/limicanne-is-back.html' title='The Limicanne Is Back!!!!!!!'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-3116771168510786011</id><published>2009-07-21T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T08:18:44.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just a girl..</title><content type='html'>Finally&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for this moment&lt;br /&gt;For you to see&lt;br /&gt;The real me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been an illusion&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to fool you&lt;br /&gt;I got caught up  in a fantasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl&lt;br /&gt;With a dream that got the best of me &lt;br /&gt;In a world, that believes fame is everything&lt;br /&gt;Got outta touch&lt;br /&gt;With  the ones who gave me my wings to fly, to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say, that the world is like a stage&lt;br /&gt;Their so confused, the rules I  play&lt;br /&gt;I been away from home for so long&lt;br /&gt;That I  almost forgot where I  belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so easy to forget what really matters in this life&lt;br /&gt;Its so hard to live  with regrets but a promise i will try&lt;br /&gt;To be a better me&lt;br /&gt;From now on &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to do you wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted By,&lt;br /&gt;  Lily Ooi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-3116771168510786011?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/3116771168510786011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-just-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/3116771168510786011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/3116771168510786011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-just-girl.html' title='I&apos;m just a girl..'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-7126934209617191630</id><published>2009-07-14T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T07:45:50.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Diary.....</title><content type='html'>Today was a little harsh. Trials have started for the UPSR examination. It may not seem hard but I have errors in my test. The mistake was not reading the questions properly. Hate it.... I am just too bored. I know I should be studying right now ( which I am) , but I can't seem to study right. I can't tear my face away from the computer or the tv. It seems like the computer and tv is my book. But I'm practically learning nothing, UPSR examination is only two months away. (Make it one month and 3 weeks left.) Really pure pressure. PLus, all the other matters in school or church or tuition kept bothering me. My studies have eventually incerease from the past few years. Still, my grades stuck the same. I wished I could relaxed more instead. I'm just posting this for fun since we've never updated anything in our blog. any way Chaoz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted By,&lt;br /&gt; Lily ooi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-7126934209617191630?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/7126934209617191630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/07/dear-diary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/7126934209617191630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/7126934209617191630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/07/dear-diary.html' title='Dear Diary.....'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-3365442028046046292</id><published>2009-06-12T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T01:03:16.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit longer..</title><content type='html'>My apologies as we haven't really posted about our trip to Kuantan yet. Please hold on a little bit longer and you'll be reading our adventures in no time! Really sorry...ha ha.But I really assure you that it will be posted soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-3365442028046046292?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/3365442028046046292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-bit-longer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/3365442028046046292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/3365442028046046292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-bit-longer.html' title='A little bit longer..'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-2091080880483582467</id><published>2009-06-01T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:44:31.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of Kuantan trip... =(</title><content type='html'>1st June, 2009&lt;br /&gt;About 6.30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was awoken by the sound of my stupid ringing handphone... Actually, it was my fault... I set the alarm... Hehehe... Why so early? We planned to go play tennis with the Chay's... (Michelle, Melvin, Deric and Uncle Danny). Surprisingly, 5 seconds later... my stupid handphone rang... AGAIN. Guess who it was? Lily!! So, I answered the call, my voice still sounded sleepy, though... The conversation went like that :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily          : Hello? Sue Anne???&lt;br /&gt;Me           : Hey.. (I thought to myself " Wow... So accurate... She called me at 6.30 sharp...")&lt;br /&gt;Lily          : Hey, I'll be going down to your room in a few minutes, okay?&lt;br /&gt;Me           : What?! I just woke up leh...! (5 seconds ago!) I haven't even brushed my teeth yet!&lt;br /&gt;Lily          : Ok la, I'll wait for a while...&lt;br /&gt;Me           : Ok ok... I'll go bathe now... Bye!&lt;br /&gt;Lily          : Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, (obviously) I went to bathe la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came out from the bathroom... I recieved a text... Guess who? Lily...&lt;br /&gt; " Come out now..."&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to open the damned door... Then, off we went to the tennis court. I was still rushing on the way there... Tying my hair, dropping my stuff along the way. After walking for some time... We reached the tennis court. It was so dark, empty, and scary... We sat at the swings, waiting for the Chay family.. Lol. We were, like, freaking bored... And I was so tired, I almost fell asleep. Half an hour passed.. It was 7.02. Lily got a call from Michelle. Apparantly, she just woke up. I felt so ........................ . There we were, sitting on the swings like dying lost cows, and Michelle and Melvin had just woken up... I was starving... Didn't have enough time to eat... -By the way, Melvin, you still owe us McD!- Anyways, back to the point. My stomach. Growling. Okay, thats not the point either. Nvm... I lost my point. I'll just get to where we saw the little tennis player running towards us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. Michelle came. Finally. Behind her were her brothers and dad.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we entered the tennis court. It felt weird, for me, cuz.... (duh) I didn't know how to play tennis.I had no idea how to even hold a tennis racket!!! But Michelle and her dad "taught" Lily and I how to play... I suck, man. I think when ppl see me fling the racket in the air, they can laugh at me till they die. Oh well, at least I can say that I have held a tennis racket before. xD. We played for about, 1 hour, I guess. Then we went to Lily's room for awhile. They planned to go swimming. Until then, only did I notice that I left my water bottle there at the tennis court. Michelle and I went back to the tennis court, while Lily changed to go swimming. Michelle went to get her room key and I took my water bottle. Damn that Melvin. Squirted me with water b4 passing it to me. Nvm.. I got my revenge in the swimming pool... Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we met again. At the pool. We swam for some time... Cuz I had to get back my revenge!!! =P. How did we do it? Lily helped me! Thanks!!! We saw Melvin lying down on the steps of the swimming pool with his legs in the water... So, Lily and I went to pull his legs, causing his head to masuk the water. We did that a few times, it was like, so awesome!!! But then after a while, he got out of the pool... I have no idea why... Maybe it was because he didnt wanna get pulled again and again... Scary cat!!! Lol... Kidding. After he left, Jamie became our victim... Awesome, huh? Apparantly, he cant even swim in the shallowest part of the pool... LOL. After that, we all got out of the pool. *yawn* Im so tired now... I'm lazy to continue.... K la... another time... Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byez&lt;br /&gt;Sue Anne... XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-2091080880483582467?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/2091080880483582467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-day-of-kuantan-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/2091080880483582467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/2091080880483582467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-day-of-kuantan-trip.html' title='Last day of Kuantan trip... =('/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-7633750845338146275</id><published>2009-05-25T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T07:21:17.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Examination</title><content type='html'>Uff fa! More and more tests are arriving. Not to mention, one of us are gonna be a birthday girl this Thursday! Can you guess it? I won't tell though. ha ha. Study study study. I'm already in a holiday mood and in 4 more days, We're gonna enjoy summer time!but also unfortunately we std.6 people have extra classes during the summer holidays. Nevertheless, it feels sick being cooped up in your room facing the book( of boredom for me). I don't really have anything to write. I'm just posting this to update more stuffs about us in this month of May. * Yawn* I'm tired. Well, a very pleasant goodnight to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nites!,&lt;br /&gt; Lily Ooi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-7633750845338146275?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/7633750845338146275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/05/examination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/7633750845338146275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/7633750845338146275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/05/examination.html' title='Examination'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-6819258815623116770</id><published>2009-05-15T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T04:00:38.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings after a long time</title><content type='html'>Hey there bloggers,&lt;br /&gt;      We're terribly sorry for not posting anything recently. Busy , Busy , Busy ! Yup, that's us! Educations are the one that's keeping us away from our blog. Nothing much to post though. Only that we're super duper excited about going to Kuantan in a fortnight's time. Then, it'll be freedom and holiday for all of us. Summer is near! But also, it's been very hot in Malaysia. Only recently that it started to rain. Summer could be bummer ..... As we said, we have not much to post .... so this is just a small update for our blog to keep it alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies,&lt;br /&gt; The Limicanne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-6819258815623116770?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/6819258815623116770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/05/greetings-after-long-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/6819258815623116770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/6819258815623116770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/05/greetings-after-long-time.html' title='Greetings after a long time'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-1540686692960407151</id><published>2009-04-16T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:47:12.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No More</title><content type='html'>I can't see people walking in the park,&lt;br /&gt; Nor people swimming in the sea.&lt;br /&gt; My view is blurred,&lt;br /&gt; The air is hazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can't hear birds sing in the trees,&lt;br /&gt; Nor the sparrows in the yonder.&lt;br /&gt; The forest is barren,&lt;br /&gt; The animals without shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can't smell the fresh morning dew,&lt;br /&gt; Nor the sweet cold smells of the night.&lt;br /&gt; The air is filthy,&lt;br /&gt; The stench I can't fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can't taste the refreshing spring water,&lt;br /&gt; Nor the colours clear and pure.&lt;br /&gt; The water is polluted,&lt;br /&gt; Never to quench my thirst anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can't shield the fiery touch of the sun,&lt;br /&gt; Nor stroll in the scorching heat.&lt;br /&gt; The fierce weather envelopes me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Searing my skin , burning my feet.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To all bloggers out there, SAVE OUR EARTH! STOP GLOBAL WARMING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted By,&lt;br /&gt; Lily Ooi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-1540686692960407151?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/1540686692960407151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/1540686692960407151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/1540686692960407151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-more.html' title='No More'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-4664773698960096334</id><published>2009-04-12T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T08:45:13.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The EAster Story! HE'S ALIVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/SeIKbxReIzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3PX7CdTQVeA/s1600-h/glass+e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 83px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/SeIKbxReIzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3PX7CdTQVeA/s400/glass+e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323829181704708914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord! Jesus is ALIVE on this VERY day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/SeIEUqcjrlI/AAAAAAAAAEk/P2Q4mVbMBC4/s1600-h/Easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/SeIEUqcjrlI/AAAAAAAAAEk/P2Q4mVbMBC4/s400/Easter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323822462543310418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was building castles in the air in the car when my sister shouted " We MUST go and see Calvary Church's performance of art!". Of course, this happened yesterday. And today is the REAL  Easter Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go any further, Happy Easter everyone! The Easter event yesterday was AWESOME!  The drama especially....was a work of art! After the performances, the story of the bible just spring to mind. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; like how I imagined it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The Drama was based on the story of JESUS CHRIST! How He suffered for us. How He took our sins because of love....The singers were all very good. I must admit, their church is HUGE. there are more than 300 people in the drama . The addition of the drama was pretty cool. The effects of the earth quakes are quite real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The thunders and the sounds! It was as if we were there to see Jesus die on the cross. That part of the story really touched me. Tears went down my cheeks. The pastor was a good prayer.  A good preacher and a somehow friendly man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   His prayers touched me too. I couldn't help but cry a little. From that day onwards, I've decided to change...I am a Christian who  doesn't understand what an ambassador for Christ has exactly need to do. I wanna turn back from my sinful ways. I want to be forgiven by the Lord from the most high! I thought back my mistakes on that night. I felt so awful and afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drama was woken me up from seeing the bad ways. I'm not afraid to worship the Lord by raising my hands. I used to be embarrassed when i did it on Year 2. My friends laughed at me and this time...I didn't care.  Thank you Lord for waking me up from my sinful ways! I WILL SERVE THE LORD FOR LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Happy Easter! Once again.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted By,&lt;br /&gt;Lily Ooi&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ambassador for Christ&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-4664773698960096334?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/4664773698960096334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-story-hes-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/4664773698960096334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/4664773698960096334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-story-hes-alive.html' title='The EAster Story! HE&apos;S ALIVE!'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/SeIKbxReIzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3PX7CdTQVeA/s72-c/glass+e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-6109869328226124369</id><published>2009-04-04T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T03:47:29.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is Blind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sdc5Du89_aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Ljhv6uz9AnQ/s1600-h/01AwcAX0L9wDAAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sdc5Du89_aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Ljhv6uz9AnQ/s320/01AwcAX0L9wDAAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320784221067672994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sdc3IRuBK0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/iIFKJraZmcM/s1600-h/1_251275962l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sdc3IRuBK0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/iIFKJraZmcM/s320/1_251275962l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320782100096428866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls like boys...But boys breaks a girl's heart sometimes and sometimes love them back. Weird isn't it? No! we're naturally made like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Love is so Blind! Love hurts! Love is sic sometimes too. Girls have more emotions than a guy sometimes. Girls get emotional for about a few years. When guys are broken hearted, they could end it in about 3 months . Friends , video games.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         To some boys, love is not important. A friend of mine has a crush on a certain big guy in my school. That guy like her last year and yet break her heart this year when she confess her love. She needed a friend to share it with. Of course, I offered. She told me everything and she wants to repair her broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   In my defence, guys could be so blind about a girl's love for them. As if like they didn't care at all. I spoke to that guy who broke her heart. I made him realise the real truth in his own heart and now both of them are happy. Now, they call me the Love Guru. Which i sort off hate it yet love it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    To all who's broken hearted out there, remember....Love is blind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted By,&lt;br /&gt; Lily Ooi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-6109869328226124369?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/6109869328226124369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-is-blind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/6109869328226124369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/6109869328226124369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-is-blind.html' title='Love is Blind'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sdc5Du89_aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Ljhv6uz9AnQ/s72-c/01AwcAX0L9wDAAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-2877149112221365125</id><published>2009-03-29T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T03:29:20.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Romeo, I love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh Romeo, who are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know you're there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've been so blue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By just searching for you everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have I met you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somewhere that I have look,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or did you just threw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;back to me a clue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Could you just be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A thousand miles away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you found me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And just let me astray? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I feel lost in this path,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This  path of Love..,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've been ending up in a mud bath,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which makes me see grey skies above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I had ever found you,&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to say,&lt;br /&gt;Romeo, I love you......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted By,&lt;br /&gt;Lily Ooi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-2877149112221365125?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/2877149112221365125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/romeo-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/2877149112221365125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/2877149112221365125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/romeo-i-love-you.html' title='Romeo, I love you'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-3481435065346449387</id><published>2009-03-29T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T03:06:35.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My ear hole!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ouch ouch! My ear hole! As you can see, my ear is .......&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ahem&lt;/span&gt;. I've pierce my ear for 3 times now and the same thing happen. The first is when I was std.2. I wore my earring for one month and change to something else. My mom scolded me then... After that., I tried again at the age Std.3. My relative says that I was brave....Too brave. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bt&lt;/span&gt; then, My earring somehow went inside my ear hole. I had to go to a doctor to take it out.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;loll&lt;/span&gt; . I had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;phobia&lt;/span&gt; about ear holes then. Last year, i tried again and I survive till this year. Cool no? But the same thing happen 3 times. My ear itch and had infection. The yellow solution was doing me good. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ha ha&lt;/span&gt;. It hurts sometimes. Earrings......Earhole.....sigh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted By, Lily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ooi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; day&lt;/span&gt;! )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-3481435065346449387?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/3481435065346449387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-ear-hole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/3481435065346449387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/3481435065346449387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-ear-hole.html' title='My ear hole!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-750871810131998297</id><published>2009-03-25T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T07:38:32.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song song!</title><content type='html'>I've got peace like a river,&lt;br /&gt;I've got joy like a fountain,&lt;br /&gt;I've got love like an ocean in my soul!!!! x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's gather round the campfire and sing our campfire song&lt;br /&gt;Our C.A.M.P.F.I.R.E  S.O.N.G song.&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't think that we can sing it&lt;br /&gt;faster then you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;But it will help if you just sing along.....x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we walk to the left and we walk to the right&lt;br /&gt;And we walk and we walk and we walk all night&lt;br /&gt;Put your heels and your toes&lt;br /&gt;and a half turn around&lt;br /&gt;Put your heels and your toes&lt;br /&gt;and a new friend found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your _____ in&lt;br /&gt;put your _____ out&lt;br /&gt;put your _____ in&lt;br /&gt;and shake it all about!&lt;br /&gt;we do the hookey-pookey&lt;br /&gt;and turn around&lt;br /&gt;That's what it's all about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Bloggers!&lt;br /&gt;These are some songs I played  during RipTreat.&lt;br /&gt;It was during a campfire time when we played all these.&lt;br /&gt;I miss riptreat so  much.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted By,&lt;br /&gt;Lily Ooi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-750871810131998297?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/750871810131998297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/750871810131998297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/750871810131998297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-song.html' title='Song song!'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-731308781888309010</id><published>2009-03-25T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T08:06:47.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks!</title><content type='html'>Yo,&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say, THANKS to Lily Ooi for creating this blog, and updating it practically everyday... Sorry....This is basically the first time I'm 'posting' something here... Haha...Obviously, I'm not the type that is good in writing these....things... So, yeah... I guess thats all from me for tonight... =)   . p.s. I dunno when I will be writing next, perhaps in a few MONTHS time (=P) so, IM SO SORRY!!!! Thanks again to Lily, AND Michelle, for some reason..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by,&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;You may, and you may not noe me.... Haha&lt;br /&gt;And to those of you who DON'T noe, you dunnid to, because i dun wanna be known for such a horrible writting piece... Lolz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-731308781888309010?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/731308781888309010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/731308781888309010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/731308781888309010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/thanks.html' title='Thanks!'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-997661390352859811</id><published>2009-03-24T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:30:22.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love You Want</title><content type='html'>Although I often dream of you&lt;br /&gt;I still have no idea&lt;br /&gt;It's raining outside&lt;br /&gt;Which day is it today&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Where you went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I have never&lt;br /&gt;doubted you&lt;br /&gt;I still feel uneasy&lt;br /&gt;Who is your one and only&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for doubting myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand the love I want&lt;br /&gt;Will spoil me&lt;br /&gt;Like a little child&lt;br /&gt;Who only knows how to be&lt;br /&gt;bad in your arms&lt;br /&gt;The love you want&lt;br /&gt;Is not just reliance&lt;br /&gt;Must be like a man&lt;br /&gt;Even in bad weather&lt;br /&gt;Leads a carefree life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by,&lt;br /&gt;Michelle Chay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-997661390352859811?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/997661390352859811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-you-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/997661390352859811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/997661390352859811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-you-want.html' title='The Love You Want'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-2541403272525398573</id><published>2009-03-24T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T08:25:10.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAM!!!!</title><content type='html'>Sigh...2day i gt exam it was easy actually but i am still scared.Everyone in my class say its hard except  me.I say it was easy.But it is very very very easy actually bcus it is a year 4 and and year 5 questions.Hopefully i can get all  A's.I had prayed very hard to the Lord for his guidance during my exam . That's all I've gotta say. Nothing much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted By,&lt;br /&gt;Michelle Chay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-2541403272525398573?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/2541403272525398573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/exam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/2541403272525398573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/2541403272525398573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/exam.html' title='EXAM!!!!'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-3899524258530524237</id><published>2009-03-24T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T03:11:54.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings? Why?</title><content type='html'>~Why do we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt; Why do we &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Why do we &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Why do we have&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; emotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;CARE&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MISS &lt;/span&gt;= ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;                       &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;eMOtIOnAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FeeLinGs&lt;/span&gt; = ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People say " I love you" . How do you know they mean it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;* People say " I hate you" . Will you feel heartbroken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;* People say " I'm sorry". Will that person repeat that ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;* People say " I miss you" . Do you feel the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lot's of feelings that we don't understand . ( Well , I don't understand) It may be complicating , it may be e-z.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It may hurt , it may make u glad! But, how does it work? we don't know that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Posted by ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; Lily Ooi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-3899524258530524237?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/3899524258530524237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/crazy-feelings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/3899524258530524237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/3899524258530524237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/crazy-feelings.html' title='Feelings? Why?'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-8719602502850136147</id><published>2009-03-23T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:17:57.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Virus attacked untill nobody believes me if i sent real links</title><content type='html'>Stupid virus attacked! I was stupid enough to click on a friend's virus and now it attacks my comp!. Is it so hard to believe me with links anymore? Contacts should see the differences between the virus font with MY font..... If it's possible I would wanna sue these people who created such virus attacks. Can't they buzz off their on thoughts? Argh!!! It was so stupid of me.... I was given recommendation on how to stop the virus from attacking. All sorts but I didn't know how to deal with them... I was pretty lazy ( I admit) Haha.. For those who receive links , remember to be cautious of them . DO NOT CLICK  or you'll have to go through the trouble like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted By,&lt;br /&gt;Lily Ooi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-8719602502850136147?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/8719602502850136147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/stupid-virus-attacked-untill-nobody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/8719602502850136147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/8719602502850136147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/stupid-virus-attacked-untill-nobody.html' title='Stupid Virus attacked untill nobody believes me if i sent real links'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-6034394748838041849</id><published>2009-03-23T03:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T03:30:50.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creepy start for Blogspot!</title><content type='html'>Grr, I hadly get anything right.&lt;br /&gt;It's cool to figure out but it's&lt;strong&gt; NOT&lt;/strong&gt; cool when you fail. Why is my cbox names in blue? I tot i put it as black..... That's one weirdness. Why does the picture i put has to be Down? not up? The name will look hideous. Our blog is stilll too boring to view so.... I need somebody to teach me how to use BlogspoT in a more advance way... EVerything changes when I updated it more... I SOOOOO need a tutor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted By,&lt;br /&gt; Lily Ooi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-6034394748838041849?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/6034394748838041849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/creepy-start-for-blogspot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/6034394748838041849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/6034394748838041849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/creepy-start-for-blogspot.html' title='Creepy start for Blogspot!'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-3564723023569912872</id><published>2009-03-22T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T08:10:25.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Thanks for Lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; like to thank Lily for making the blog, decorating the blog and editing&lt;br /&gt;the blog. I LUV U LILY =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Posted by, Michelle Chay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-3564723023569912872?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/3564723023569912872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-bloggers-id-like-to-thank-lily-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/3564723023569912872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/3564723023569912872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-bloggers-id-like-to-thank-lily-for.html' title='Special Thanks for Lily'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-2987638601825804786</id><published>2009-03-22T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T07:53:00.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Diary.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~Sunday&lt;/span&gt;,  A day when all of us meet up together and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;    We started out going to church during 9 A.M. I met Sue Anne there at first. Michelle was late. As always, when she arrived, we hung out together. I know we sound like a clique but actually we love to hang out with other people. Although it could be annoying sometimes but we will have to bear with it. How much we &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MISS &lt;/span&gt;RipTreat... It was one of the best camps we had. The youth group rox!!! Seriously! We love Ripples C.D.P.C . Our discussion today was on offered food to idols. I know, not such an interesting topic. Bt, we all had fun during the icebreaker because we had such a good laugh about the interviews on Andy and Jme's testimonies on how they became a Christian. There were other interviews too.  All interesting... Herm... We had fun after that. And also, those Egg and Tuna sandwiches were memorable food that we had in church. It was delicious. We had to stay back for a while because our parents were having a meeting together with the church members. We were bored then but we gossiped alittle . Of course that's what girls do..... I guess that's all for our Sunday together.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Posted By,&lt;br /&gt;            Lily Ooi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-2987638601825804786?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/2987638601825804786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-diary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/2987638601825804786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/2987638601825804786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-diary.html' title='Dear Diary.....'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6934579778111905404.post-7681592280546064423</id><published>2009-03-21T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T04:05:10.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ourselfs!</title><content type='html'>Hello Bloggers!&lt;br /&gt;     We are the Limicanne. As you can see, there are the three of us in tis one blog. We're majorly close friends! I 'm not sure about calling ourselfs BFF because it would seem weird. So I would call us sisters! Well, we're not related bt still.....haha. Anywayz, there will b more updates in tis blog soon. We 'll be posting all sorts of stuffs to keep you entertained! Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                    Posted by,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                Lily Ooi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6934579778111905404-7681592280546064423?l=the-limicanne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/feeds/7681592280546064423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/ourselfs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/7681592280546064423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6934579778111905404/posts/default/7681592280546064423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-limicanne.blogspot.com/2009/03/ourselfs.html' title='Ourselfs!'/><author><name>ஜ۩۞۩ஜLiMi¢∂ηηєஜ۩۞۩ஜ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05764135060564643771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCqNWq08D1M/Sl9HToUTwqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sZoDfyCv_Sc/S220/12.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
