<?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-6622647</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:32:17.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>borrowed speech.</title><subtitle type='html'>hello.
im lyn.

im inspired by cheap horror flicks and homegrown film-maker.
i love ranting about just anything.because at most, i have grudges against the world or something.
i love mist.morning mist.i love the fact that sometimes i wake up thinking i was in europe.
i love first floor houses.atap houses perhaps.
i love the fact i dont need to take the stairs.

im not a busybody, i just bother to find out.
so why are you here?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-113553069386275105</id><published>2005-12-26T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T01:11:36.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2005</title><summary type='text'>2005 have bring in so much memories for me.besides the fact i covered 3 semesters in a yr.and another year rolling in.bring it on.and yes i would want a new bed and a whole new room.and much more.lets get diploma over and done with.and maybe months of backpacking to europe.i wish.and rafie's back.so hurrah hurrah.god i miss the twins.see ya 2006.lots of love, sundrawn on theface</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/113553069386275105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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days.whoa.nice like fuck.its pleasing to the ears yo.to me that is.i dont want to do SIP.i have a confession to make.*raises hand*i am afraid of the real world out there.i dont wanna work or whatsoever.its been rather an itch thinking over it.its hell of a jungle out there.wild animals.huahua.i got into another of those heartwrenching </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/113406279269937166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=113406279269937166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/113406279269937166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/113406279269937166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-113129783567976427</id><published>2005-11-07T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T01:23:55.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im so bloody sad.so i bought second hand jack purcell's at 15 buckeroos andit saved my bloody sad day.who cares, it looks so bloody new.only jack purcell can help me get over it.hopefully.fuck school and whatever shit.cash running low.pfft.i feel so angry towards the world right now.roar!.bleargh,nonsense.and actually my off days is on monday.school offdays, on mondays?wow.thts bonus yo.i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/113129783567976427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=113129783567976427' title='1 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prayers with me, half asleep anddont know what the heck im doing.it was unlike the ordinary mornings tht i went through because ppl were so nicely dressed and in a festive moodmarching down to nearby mosques to pray.then the adrenalin rush hits me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/113104055263738454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=113104055263738454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/113104055263738454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/113104055263738454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/11/get-real.html' title='get real.'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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company.just now, when a friend insist i take a cab home, i give her theno-no face.because i live near her.and since its past 11pm, she pester me tht its better to take the cab home.so</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/113026098118465019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=113026098118465019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/113026098118465019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/113026098118465019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/10/rude-taxi-drivers-its-abt-time-these.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112940000287657601</id><published>2005-10-16T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T03:24:14.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lets go back memory lane</title><summary type='text'>today,i decide to walk down memory lane.i chanced upon these memorable photos taken on one fine day duringmy graduation in late 2003. supposed to be a sad occasion which turns out hilarioulsy funny at the end of the day.ihsan and his gang made a fool of themselves,kara-okeing up the stage.and us,laughing our ass off from our seats.scanner baru ah geng.heh.so try try scan,see good not this new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112940000287657601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112940000287657601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112940000287657601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112940000287657601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/10/lets-go-back-memory-lane.html' title='lets go back memory lane'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y206/pantry/secsch/th_mexico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112888417687133814</id><published>2005-10-10T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T02:56:16.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think,im facing my middle age crisis(physically of course)eventhough im not in my mid age.but god knows when my life's coming to a halt uh.im not talking abt death here,but it triggers me in many ways.the heart.the one pumping out blood.the regular chest pain.bahi heart the heart,you know.it scares to want to know your health now,let alone later.though mum,the nurse,had been religiously telling</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112888417687133814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112888417687133814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112888417687133814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112888417687133814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-thinkim-facing-my-middle-age-crisis.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112850815608042904</id><published>2005-10-05T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T01:24:43.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday's edition of oprah is on addiction.people with addiction for anything.alcohols,drugs,crack and whatever sort of addictiona person could ever come up with,in the first place.there was this particular bizarre addiction of a girl that really is considerably,sick.she was pretty,with strips of pink hair highlighted on her short fringe.but who would have thought she had been cutting herself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112850815608042904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112850815608042904' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112850815608042904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112850815608042904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/10/yesterdays-edition-of-oprah-is-on.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112836476049578155</id><published>2005-10-04T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T02:39:20.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a day to go and the holy month,ramadhan is here again.respect ramadhan,selamat menjalani ibadah puasa.(=</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112836476049578155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112836476049578155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112836476049578155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112836476049578155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/10/day-to-go-and-holy-monthramadhan-is.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112824681404374345</id><published>2005-10-02T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T17:53:34.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>such a fine weather.i should be out enjoying the sun.oh well.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112824681404374345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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wow.i wanna steal her jacket.Downtown, things'll be great when you're Downtown</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112802155681602711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112802155681602711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112802155681602711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112802155681602711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/09/girlinterrupted-was-moving.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112783790210141264</id><published>2005-09-28T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T00:18:22.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>internet bore me out.i gave away my, tiny little cuttest thing ever, kitten to a distant friend.and now,i missed 'kiki' like so fucking much.mum cried.mcm kasi anak pulak.but when she cried, she is provoking me to cry.and,hold on,my cat is singing in the kitchen now.i know, what a name for a cat.'kiki'.HA HA HA.wait till you hear the names of my other 5 cats.you'll be like rolling on the floor by</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112783790210141264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112783790210141264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112783790210141264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112783790210141264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/09/internet-bore-me-out.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112775255173892027</id><published>2005-09-27T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T00:42:45.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lights will guide you home and ignite your bonesand i will try to fix you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112715483223030338</id><published>2005-09-20T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T00:43:28.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>for now,enjoy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112715483223030338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112715483223030338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112715483223030338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112715483223030338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/09/for-nowenjoy.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112697600419973759</id><published>2005-09-18T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T00:53:26.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the heart is a vacant place.the soul is the tenant.the vein sends the adrenalin rush.the air is the occupant.the blood which gets to the brain which gets to the soulwhich gets to the heart is a vacant place.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112697600419973759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112697600419973759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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significant with that pose.thks for being such a sportive.good job you two.so,we watch shutter for the 2nd time.darkrooms are scary, people.i heard lots of stories from seniors and lecturersabt the darn room in sch.there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112655217676223400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112655217676223400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112655217676223400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112655217676223400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/09/elly-and-pai-did-good-job-on-this.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112620264328149034</id><published>2005-09-09T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T02:04:03.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i cant answer the one thing that pplfrequently ask me.i dont know why.for the first time, i have no relevantanswers to that.weird isnt it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112620264328149034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112620264328149034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112620264328149034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112620264328149034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-cant-answer-one-thing-that-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112591446753148678</id><published>2005-09-05T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T18:01:07.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>close to you-the cranberries</title><summary type='text'>hello.yesterday was tiring but fun.its great to see people from all walks of life.i cant fit in with these people.my head was like "whoa".shall i say, coo?or so i thought.they are above than average.but heck.whoo in the name of god, cares.help out to sell away my friend's baju londeh/geleberbut not much were sold.geleber siol.abit discoloured.who shitte wants to buy?moving on.i met one of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112591446753148678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112591446753148678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112591446753148678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112591446753148678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/09/close-to-you-cranberries.html' title='close to you-the cranberries'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112576728921736677</id><published>2005-09-04T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T01:08:11.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mari kita....mari kita....bergembira tepok tangan sama samakita menari sambil langkah kanan kiri,goyang badan goyang kaki...hurray hurray...hurray hurray...hurray hurray...hurray hurray...hip hip hurray hurray hurray...BERGEMBIRA.BERGEMBIRA.HA HA HA HA.lalalalalaaa lalalalalalalalaa lalalalalalalalalalalalaaa lalalalalalalalaBERGEMBIRA!R.AzmiHORE HORE SAMBAR.Azmi,i just wanna say,you rock ahhh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112576728921736677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112576728921736677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112576728921736677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112576728921736677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/09/mari-kita.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112551374572637831</id><published>2005-09-01T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T02:42:25.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Penelope by Of montreal is the most cheesy song ever.the rythm sounds rather quirky.out of place.website design done.like finally.after thursday,lyn is the most available person up to date.basic photography.and then im done.bang bang i shot all the subjects down.and i need to freaking hell log into my tp mail.damn the system.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112551374572637831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112551374572637831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112551374572637831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112551374572637831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/09/penelope-by-of-montreal-is-most-cheesy.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112396093099816783</id><published>2005-08-14T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T03:22:11.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>19 and growing old.i wish for another thousands of wishes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112396093099816783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112396093099816783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112396093099816783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112396093099816783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/08/19-and-growing-old.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112369193495117992</id><published>2005-08-11T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T00:38:54.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Then the fire fades away But most of everyday Is full of tired excuses But it's too hard to say I wish it were simple But we give up easily You're close enough to see that You're.... the other side of the world glad i realise that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112369193495117992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112369193495117992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112369193495117992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112369193495117992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/08/then-fire-fades-away-but-most-of.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112334522467272733</id><published>2005-08-07T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T00:20:24.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>only god knows how i am feeling right now.helpless.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112334522467272733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112334522467272733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112334522467272733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112334522467272733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/08/only-god-knows-how-i-am-feeling-right.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112309388993684527</id><published>2005-08-04T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T02:31:29.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting</title><summary type='text'>i came across this,"McDonald's Seeks Designer for Uniforms McDonald's Corp. is seeking a high-profile fashion designer to give its 300,000 U.S. restaurant workers a trendy, stylish new look. The nation's largest fast food chain says Tommy Hilfiger and Sean "P. Diddy" Combs are among its top choices to design new employee uniforms."then the workers will be so damn cool.whoa.now everbody wants to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112309388993684527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112309388993684527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112309388993684527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112309388993684527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/08/interesting.html' title='interesting'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112300235389897024</id><published>2005-08-03T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T01:05:53.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today i restrict myself from doing any workloads.sleep early.though its near 1am now.plenty of cough syrup so i'll get druggy and a pleasant sleep.my body clock are failing.fatigue and lately,sleeping disorders.again, cough syrup helps.thurs,mc day.take mc.have a fucking rest.i got the flu bug and im coughing like a mad dog barking.besides,im not done with my proj just yet.so sorry mr keng li,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112300235389897024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112300235389897024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112300235389897024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112300235389897024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/08/today-i-restrict-myself-from-doing-any.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112271993065949776</id><published>2005-07-30T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T18:38:52.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was randomly browsing through models for the high fashion photography and came across...elyse, the first series of america's next top model.and she bloom ever since then.i remembered the first time i sat on my couch and watch this beautyon the tv at monday nights.and so much hope was put on this girl to win.i would have cried if i had betted.pretty.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112271993065949776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112271993065949776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112271993065949776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112271993065949776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-was-randomly-browsing-through-models.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112243721536772972</id><published>2005-07-27T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T12:21:26.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ben jelen-come on</title><summary type='text'>never felt better waking up to ben jelen's come on.and damien rice.some slow and mellow songs sometimes do perk me up.found a job ad on emirates airline.air stewardess.called the twins and told them abt it.im pretty sure they will be able to get it.they're gorgeous and uhm..tall?.quite.i knew part of them wanted to get a feel offlying and still look good.and it beats going to work at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112243721536772972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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sharing old photos and we came acrossover dued ones and were reminiscing the good old days.rafie in 2003 before his departure to australia.0px 0px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7338/366/200/DSCN45403.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt; meet,lyn and rafie before his departure to australia.; margin:0 0px 0px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112188030513250196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112188030513250196' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112188030513250196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112188030513250196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112110570520406714</id><published>2005-07-12T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T02:15:05.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im hit by imsonia again.sleep late everyday.i was watching some b grade chinese movie abt army days.army flicks, they can either moved me or tickle my toes and make me laugh alonein the late night.band of brothers, all of them, willmake me tear a drop.yeah no shit im soft inside.heh.that chinese movie was superbly funny.theres takeshi kaneishiro.and many unknown chineseactors.but who cares.theres</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112110570520406714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112110570520406714' 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this occuring headaches every now and then, its such a nuisance especially when im rushingfor my projects.anyway,the sch break is here.which means i had to get my projects started.especially for the presentation.its obvious i had to do the talking.im myself as a grp and not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/112098530227812759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=112098530227812759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112098530227812759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/112098530227812759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/07/marchtwelve-brainwashed.html' title='marchtwelve-brainwashed'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-112024137974479743</id><published>2005-07-02T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T02:27:49.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dude get me a wheelchair</title><summary type='text'>to start off with, it had been a very hectic week.on top of which, i am seemingly very very tired.french test was another worry.laugh at me if i were to fail.because truth is, im not french.eng class has kept me delayed for many of my soon dued projectsand i really dont feel the need to attend but the urgency to get it over and done with is the priority for now.thers only 2 reasons for me to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-111945812650842025</id><published>2005-06-23T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T00:35:28.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was wondering....what lingers in a schizophrenia's mind?beautiful mind.was it beautiful all along?i used to have imaginary friend when i was little.but it was long time ago.it left when i began to socialisewith my bawah blk childhood kakis.my brother would describe how i use to talk alone at 4 yrs old.and its creppy nowadays when i talk to myself.eventhough i was just reminding myself abt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/111945812650842025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=111945812650842025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/111945812650842025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/111945812650842025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-was-wondering.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-111907539149627120</id><published>2005-06-18T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T14:22:25.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>humans do tend to make errors at times.some of which are inevitable.forgive the world and be merry again.kiss and make up.Don't Panic//coldplayBones, sinking like stones,All that we fought for,Homes, places we've grown,All of us are done for.And we live in a beautiful world,Yeah we do, yeah we do,We live in a beautiful world,Bones, sinking like stones,All that we fought for,And homes, places </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/111907539149627120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=111907539149627120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/111907539149627120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/111907539149627120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/06/humans-do-tend-to-make-errors-at-times.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-111902937965031993</id><published>2005-06-18T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T14:10:56.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dating delilah-jacks broken heart</title><summary type='text'>i miss my primary school friends.you fisyah.and fidah.oh and zifah.(=those who i will never get enough of them.we always have plenty of gossips to shareeverytime we meet.a routine which is a must for most girls.fill me in with more of you guys know-abouts.we're some 'bother to find out people' ahh.heh.oh and suhaili,another pri sch friend of mine,getting engaged!.august.dix-huit auot 2005.mark </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-111876781169865816</id><published>2005-06-14T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T00:50:11.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today i just died.cos my lecturer shot me dead.but i revived again.lets go back to memory lane.think abt the first time you had a deadly fierce primaryschool teacher who teaches you maths/science/english.you pee in your pants everytime he/she ask you qns whilelooking at your face with their defined lines of wrinkles and whenyou failed to answer his/her qns,their bushy brow turns frowny in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/111876781169865816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=111876781169865816' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/111876781169865816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/111876781169865816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/06/today-i-just-died.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-111857020725990702</id><published>2005-06-12T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T17:56:47.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Across The UniverseFiona Apple Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,They slither wildly as they slip away across the universePools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind,Possessing and caressing me.Jai guru deva omNothing's gonna change my world, Nothing's gonna change my world.Nothing's gonna change my world, Nothing's gonna change my world.Images of broken</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/111857020725990702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=111857020725990702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/111857020725990702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/111857020725990702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/06/across-universe-fiona-apple-words-are.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-111841921935148845</id><published>2005-06-10T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T00:00:19.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you and her and my film.</title><summary type='text'>he ask me whether i know her.she ask me whether i know him.i replied with a humble YES.she deserves him.so does he.they may not know whats going on.and i hope they dont.but i wish all the best in their on-goingunclassified relationship.im not going in between.and to him,thanks for all those times we had.i wish i knew you better.but i guess imjust another being making a debut in your life.you and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-111833726119982232</id><published>2005-06-10T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T01:14:21.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rocket tour</title><summary type='text'>dear space monkey,       i wish you cld take me on a rocket tour ard mars andafter which we will take a spin around the moon and have race ard jupiter.       i'll feed you bananas.i promise.yours sincerely,lyn-i-need-to-disappear-from-earth-for-awhile.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/111833726119982232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=111833726119982232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/111833726119982232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/111833726119982232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/06/rocket-tour.html' title='rocket tour'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-111825482907870652</id><published>2005-06-09T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T02:20:29.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHERE IS MY LAYOUT?THIS IS MAKING ME ANGRY.DAMN THE HOST.YOU ARE MAKING ME EVEN MORE ANGRY.hurhur.and i wonder why everyone is running to livejournal.how am i?good as always.but shit happens sometimes.and i glad it did.am i secretive?.yes i think i am.there is so much things that you dont even know.even i dont myself.but some things are better left collecting dust.so it wont surface.so do u mtv?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/111825482907870652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=111825482907870652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/111825482907870652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/111825482907870652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/06/where-is-my-layout-this-is-making-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-111453813290352349</id><published>2005-04-27T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T02:04:02.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addicted spasm</title><summary type='text'>dearest computer broke down again..lucky a buoy helped save dear computer in which before,was thrown into the indian ocean by me.getting on with my storyclose to 6 mths ago,in late october, i was offered a job as a service crew at a cafe owned by a homegrown mediterenean food lover.after much hessistant to look for a decent job, i was thrilledto hear that i got this job.i've learnt that my '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/111453813290352349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=111453813290352349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/111453813290352349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/111453813290352349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/04/addicted-spasm.html' title='addicted spasm'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-111434711953512675</id><published>2005-04-24T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T20:51:59.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.</title><summary type='text'>hello.ok i admit i need this blog.sorry for my past entry.its good to be back though.hello again.i hate the repetiton of the background image.and the painful font colour.i know it does not go easy for the eyes.but its experimental.and the colours are rather psychedelic.whoa.ok.i've put up comments bellow.yes the 'feed me banana' thing down there.no more shout out box.clean cut.so i'll promise </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/111434711953512675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=111434711953512675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/111434711953512675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/111434711953512675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2005/04/hello.html' title='hello.'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-110370732256682891</id><published>2004-12-22T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T17:22:02.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey ho.its been a long time coming.how r u doing?how am i doing?.bad.so bad.sch has always been bad.im at animation lab.checking out others work.hope nobodysees me 'blogging'. blog sounds kental to me.or does it?animation looks fun.but if it were me drawing of at least 400 pages of  endless cartoon characters,then its not me. holy crapping again.getting on a serious note.i dont</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109948695845838486</id><published>2004-11-03T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T21:02:38.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>          Sibuk membuat amal ibadah.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109948695845838486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109948695845838486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109948695845838486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109948695845838486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109769125947124476</id><published>2004-10-14T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T02:14:19.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>even heroes have to dieshit..didnt went for the interview today.maybe tomorrow.can get a job or not?try lah uh.so ihsan found out abt my stupid blog.HAHAHA..im so dead.suddenly,very unsangkarably sudden,my old buddies ring me today.from childhood frens to sec sch frensto poly frens.its been long long time ..since i lastheard from them.and yeah i miss u guys.for awhile,i thought</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109769125947124476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109769125947124476' 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come again and will arm with lots of money,this timefor the food.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109730818940048880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109730818940048880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109730818940048880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109730818940048880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/10/this-is-my-lovely-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109730754483076592</id><published>2004-10-09T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T15:39:04.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>meet my friend,mel,ur kim possiblethat kim possible looks like my friend, mel.u kick arse mel!ok.been doing nothing since holiday begins.but precisely on thursday 7th oct,(lets recap)i've been lavishly pampered to do the thingsi have'nt been doing for such a long time.1.catching up with movies.2.going for sheesha session.3.aimlessly aiming on things which are not  so really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109730754483076592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109730754483076592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109730754483076592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109730754483076592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/10/meet-my-friendmelur-kim-possible-that.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109697321563406546</id><published>2004-10-05T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T18:46:55.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THIS IS A TEMPORARY TEMPLATE.the layout is a bit funny.in terms of colours and all.but who cares.btw, there is SHIRLEY TEMPLEin everyone.me,you,him,her.anyone.ur curls rock,shirley.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109697321563406546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109697321563406546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109697321563406546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109697321563406546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/10/this-is-temporary-template.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109652345317206176</id><published>2004-09-30T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T13:50:53.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello."as i type words of the unheard,my lungs is screaming with pure delight."i've finished my project!its darn unbelievable and yes im screaminginside.weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~and the very incredible,magnifico,superbly supremepart is..for storty telling individual proj.1,ive gota B.as in big solid blamm bohoho letter 'B'.i just feel great.the urgency of passing is a come true thing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109652345317206176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109652345317206176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109652345317206176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109652345317206176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109613448544665111</id><published>2004-09-26T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T01:48:05.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i realise,comics are fun to read.especially marvel comics.archies too.how exciting.i find natasha bedingfield's"these words" an expressive song."these words are my own,from my heart"awww...sweeesh..gorgeous.an abstract way of saying "i love you"to that particular person.cool.apologies, im not the mushy mushymushroom type of person.so i got goosebumps seeing pplbeing too </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109613448544665111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109613448544665111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109613448544665111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109613448544665111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-realise-comics-are-fun-to-read.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109613311621008201</id><published>2004-09-26T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T01:25:16.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maps</title><summary type='text'>Yeah yeah yeahs"Maps"Pack upim straightim not im say say say...............ChorusWait they don't love you like i love youMade offdon't straywell my kinds your kind i'll stay the samePack updon't strayoh say say say....................ChorusWait they don't love you like i love you(repeat chorus till the end) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109613311621008201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109613311621008201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109613311621008201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109613311621008201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/09/maps.html' title='maps'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109586633120356997</id><published>2004-09-22T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T23:18:51.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>content</title><summary type='text'>im shagged but content.one project down,2 to go.today was the first time that i came backlate from sch.sounds normal to you.but not to me.leaving sch at 9.15pm,to be exact, really does notsound normal to me.in most cases, i was the firstto go.but today,i was defeated by time.i outlast,outwit and yeah~ whatever.my grp had finished shooting in a day.like A day.unsangkarable.but yeah.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109586633120356997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109586633120356997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109586633120356997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109586633120356997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/09/content.html' title='content'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109557203877922982</id><published>2004-09-19T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T13:33:58.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jewel</title><summary type='text'>Jewel"What if god was one of us"If God had a name what would it be?And would you call it to his face?If you were faced with him in all his glorywhat would you ask if you had just one question?Yeah, Yeah, God is greatYeah, Yeah, God is goodYeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah What if God was one of us?Just a slob like one of usJust a stranger on the busTrying to make his way homeIf God had a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109530529775494083</id><published>2004-09-16T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T11:28:17.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here's a toast for the faded heart</title><summary type='text'>here's a toast for the faded heartyesterday i watch with a full blast concentration of a couple who sparks conflict in a middle of a road.i was so engross in seeing them quarrel that i ignored a call.nyot was howling to the background songs.i suggest that it will be great if there's popcornsto go along with the 'drama'.nyot: "alah pukul je.tunggu ape lagi tu"me:   "tak bole ah.tu dah </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109530529775494083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109530529775494083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109530529775494083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109530529775494083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/09/heres-toast-for-faded-heart.html' title='here&apos;s a toast for the faded heart'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109517943073895316</id><published>2004-09-14T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T00:32:34.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ponchos for the mofos</title><summary type='text'>hands up mofos.miss me?deadlines are clearly my no. 1 enemy.i feel like ive been pushed to jump off the building.time is being mean to me.i think that Jason is a typical kiasu maniac.he finishes the web design and basic video proj.wahlan dey.oh cept for our story telling grp proj.annnnddddd....he is clearly off his mind when he said dat he wanted to do visual diary with oil pastels </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109517943073895316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109517943073895316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109517943073895316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109517943073895316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/09/ponchos-for-mofos.html' title='ponchos for the mofos'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109436408636218044</id><published>2004-09-05T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T14:01:26.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello monsoon</title><summary type='text'>too soon for monsoon.imagine this.your mum.going on strike.took out her apron.the pots and pans left untouched.stops her cooking activity.a sudden occurence of her disability to talk to you.and a massive weight loss for you.bravo for that.but the highlight was, you won the cold war.(implied only if your mum has a soft spot for seeingppl suffering from malnutrition).mum refuses to talk</summary><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109370939210646896</id><published>2004-08-28T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T00:09:52.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>serenaide anyone?indie-pendent gig was a hooray.serenaide was the peak.they played "the girl from katong".uhmm..best best.never felt better.didnt get to catch stone revivals.left before even the serenaide stop playing their last piece.and the auntie in front of me.auntie.ur rad hair is blocking my perfect view.elloy and ehem joined me in the mesmering performance.a few "tangkap </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109370939210646896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109370939210646896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109370939210646896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109370939210646896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/08/serenaide-anyone-indie-pendent-gig-was.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109370798073169794</id><published>2004-08-28T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T23:46:20.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the dead black mocking bird.the bird died on me.ok no, i lied.i happenened to come across it.saw it motionless.and still.it died.the backstory of how it died,unknown.but it caught my attention.i imagined a troop of ants saluting and parading beforeits dead body.a minute of silence.the hero,dead.then again its a mocking bird.im crapping again.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109370798073169794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109370798073169794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109370798073169794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109370798073169794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/08/dead-black-mocking-bird.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109327838891698714</id><published>2004-08-23T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T00:26:28.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>unfound legacy.whats up with the nick arse.stupid.i never felt any more tiring than today.the shooting.was actually horrendous.but we ensureourselves we were great.i, being the only woman, carried a weight total of i think30 kg and the guys were just lengang lenggoing away.i got cameras sling over my shoulder.the unuse lighting.(wtf do we need it for).yes and unnecessary items brought </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109327838891698714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109327838891698714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109327838891698714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109327838891698714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/08/unfound-legacy.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109273246437103231</id><published>2004-08-17T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T18:21:37.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my poor little 6 mth old cat went missing yesterday.there was a blackout.he was sitting at the parapet and jump down outof fright.(from my assumption lah)he's the black greyish cat.with beautiful tiger strips.he is so the obedient type.im missing him already.poor him.i bet he is so hungry.he has a big appetite.i always carry him like a baby.really..so cute.my mum assumed that the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109273246437103231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109273246437103231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109273246437103231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109273246437103231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109241252797030711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109241252797030711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109229603085639000</id><published>2004-08-12T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T15:33:50.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if u r a photography enthusiasts or keen to see picturesof the ndp's fireworks,i recommend u to go to my fren's site.my fren has better pictures of the fireworks.his camera is way way better than my humble digi cam.(=http://www.adree.net/photography/NDPfireworks04/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109229603085639000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109229603085639000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109229603085639000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109229603085639000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/08/if-u-r-photography-enthusiasts-or-keen.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109229318617213494</id><published>2004-08-12T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T14:46:26.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fireworks.celebrating my b'dae.cheh no lah.s'pore nye bdae.boom.i hope the pic's not big.i like this painting.very apple.very watery.i find the chicken very obedient.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109229318617213494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109229318617213494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109229318617213494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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aku.sakit hati.skarang computer nie dah nak pulih </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109229166251799093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109229166251799093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109229166251799093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109229166251799093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/08/happy-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109150317153020819</id><published>2004-08-03T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T11:19:31.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>one by one/ticking time bombs won/its not the secret/of the government thats keeping u dumb/oh/its the otherway around/wait-/whats that sound?/one by one/baby/herethey come/he wants it easy/he wants it relaxed/said i can do a lot of things/but i cant do that/two steps forward/then three steps back/alright/"wont u take a walk outside?"/"oh no"/"cant u find some other guy?"/"oh no"/1 9 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109150317153020819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109150317153020819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109150317153020819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109150317153020819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/08/one-by-oneticking-time-bombs-wonits.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109126215769470739</id><published>2004-07-31T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T16:25:07.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>roll your tounge and do the tango with me.hola.sorry for the short hiatus.i've been busy doing nothing.yes absolutely nothing.so i am pretty occupied i guess.i have alot of "why's" and "when's" and "how" clumpingtogether like dirt and dust in my head.like since when i changed my habit of using the seated toilet ratherthan the squating toilet bowl.and why i suddenly got tired of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109126215769470739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109126215769470739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109126215769470739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109126215769470739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/07/roll-your-tounge-and-do-tango-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109068337636406973</id><published>2004-07-24T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T23:36:16.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the tough gets goingand going..and on..and ontoday i was accused of stealing my fren's iPod and mp3.no...not friend..my coursemate.today i was told that from the hundreds of ppl thatwas suspected,magically narrowed down to 2.yes i was on the list.today my name was reported to police forsuspect kuat of taking someone's iPod and mp3.today i was being interrogated by uninvolved ppl</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-109059815661106244</id><published>2004-07-23T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T23:40:53.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the silent sigh.   hello  there.   this week has been a hectic week. rushing for my project deadline and dealing with the bunch of unnegotiable apes. wong pa tan.   i havent had enough sleep. i had a bad fall yesterday when riding the bicycle with my fren. my knee hurts badly and i had bruises all over my legs.so much so i had those unpretty legs sticking out of my body.   there's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109059815661106244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109059815661106244' 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kay!nah!   baybeats was cool. the crowd was great.what not?.free!! so went with a bunch of hangdy dandy ppl. surya ah part lina and met up with kay and elloy ther. oh mel too.she got a pretty family. like every member was somewhat good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/109016816326385128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=109016816326385128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109016816326385128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/109016816326385128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/07/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108981278362980166</id><published>2004-07-14T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T21:53:14.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So Sally can wait, she knows its too late as we're walking on byHer soul slides away, but don't look back in anger I heard you say oasis.the living legend.their songs are age old but it still as fresh as if it was releasedjust yesterday.my frens joined me in howling to this song.and tribute to kay's kitten.dead but a living memory.hurhur.my mom hit a bad news to me.dad.the results to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/108981278362980166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=108981278362980166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108981278362980166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108981278362980166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/07/so-sally-can-wait-she-knows-its-too.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108971271669024409</id><published>2004-07-13T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T20:15:49.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>~soup opera~heyho.im at kay's IT lab..woohoo how coo..(hint hint to elly)cos i hav to do my research and i had justfinished my "blue analogy".whoppie!!!...whoppie goldberg.hurhur.ok lame.we were to scram from this lab exactly at 6,as told by kay.and i have to type as fast as i can.elly is beside me...yoohoo ells!kay is on my left.ah part is in front.elly is posting her blog as usual.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/108971271669024409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=108971271669024409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108971271669024409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108971271669024409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/07/soup-opera-heyho.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108954343953959316</id><published>2004-07-11T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T19:03:51.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im watching you watch over me,the greatest view from here.pop-ups.who and what are they?.these idiocy gets a merit of concussion fortheir masterpiece.scram u scumbags.idiots perhaps.saturday was gladly ruined.school was thelast thing u think abt on a saturday morning.but in the name of earning a modest 1 pt,i sacrificed my lovely saturday for school.APEL was on from 8.30 till 5.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108927950909920157</id><published>2004-07-08T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T17:38:29.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>your body is my canvas.smooth rain.yet unpredictable.beautiful rain as a decoration to my beautiful sleep.class ended early today.by 11, i was roaming around school to find something better to do.i was trying so hard to stay "focus"to the lecturer.the person beside me wasfast asleep.when he played a documentary, i was fidgeting.and i annoyed a number of ppl.bcos i was in the first</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/108927950909920157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=108927950909920157' 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the twins for a jobinterview at nike.they need part-timers.my head was spinning at the thought of working cum studying.to cope.to withstand hardships.to savour freedom.oh that just suck big time.worse, i saw a minah scantily clothed,barely </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/108904230804465953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=108904230804465953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108904230804465953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108904230804465953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/07/greek-vs-portugese-went-to-hospital-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108893194373479447</id><published>2004-07-04T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T17:05:43.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hate Every beautiful Daymy dad is going for his operation tomorrow.my prayers are with you.u'll be fine.just fine.and tomorrow is youth day isnt it?sad we youth doesnt have a public holiday.okay okay..err..wat to say uh?oh..go download ten to 5 i will fly.they're from indon.but good ah the song.nice nice.sexy acoustic guitars...so sentimental.but anyway,indonesia all best best lah</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108869919111855970</id><published>2004-07-01T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T00:26:31.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cuba kau petik satu bintang**so..yesterday was great.i think im beginning to love my coursemates.scary huh but the truth is the fact.and the factis the truth.Lawrence was fun.Cheryl was as petite as me and humorous.Adrien was the wise menbcos he was acting like one (just finished his ns,thats why).JOe was scary,(the 33 yr old guy) butvery easy to talk to despite his age.surya, she's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/108869919111855970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=108869919111855970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108869919111855970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108869919111855970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/07/cuba-kau-petik-satu-bintang-so.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108852140177387733</id><published>2004-06-29T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T23:03:21.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>secret satelite</title><summary type='text'>my sunday was beauutiful.L2R4 was great.we had fun.such fun.weeee.Dyna Turmoil made an abrupt perfomance.i was impressed by their showmanship.and zadkozad, tangan kau setan!!..gentelan guitarmuwaduh2!..jambu sey!wakakakaka..and so was fishtank.superb AH dey!2 MINS LATE was actually 5 mins late.but they rock socksand so has others.saw sabby and her sis.its been dinosaurs since i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/108852140177387733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=108852140177387733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108852140177387733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108852140177387733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/06/secret-satelite.html' title='secret satelite'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108826724366401402</id><published>2004-06-27T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T00:27:23.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im the most gorgeous women if you never met anyone</title><summary type='text'>week 1 has just ended.haiz..and ther's 9 more weeks to holiday.im looking forward for the next public holiday.when is youth day?oouh hurry hurry i cant wait..think about the brighter side, schoolwas fun.YEay!!..for the first time im sayin this.story telling was fun.i had a story telling lesson.yes that story telling u are thinking about.and basic video.extreme adrenalin that usher my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108792315495814288</id><published>2004-06-23T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T00:52:34.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"how was YOUR first day like?"my second day of school is my first day of school.get it?.blame the darn timetable.my first day was roaming ard and finding ways tofigure out how to make my timetable appear.and sadly my name was still not on the list ofmy course.but i made it all possible by adding them myself.so.dont ever enrol late or change courses.stick ur arse to the darn course ur</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/108792315495814288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=108792315495814288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108792315495814288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108792315495814288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/06/how-was-your-first-day-like-my-second.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108758562250974319</id><published>2004-06-19T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T13:17:57.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my illusive intention</title><summary type='text'>YOU.say.i only hear what i want to.and YOU.say.i talk so all the time.so...and i thought what i thought was simple.and i thought that i dont belong.and now that i am even.now i know that i did something wrong.because i miss you.I MISS YOU.YOU.say.i only hear what i want to.i dont listen hard.i dont pay attention to the distant that you running.to anyone or anywhere.dont </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/108758562250974319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=108758562250974319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108758562250974319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108758562250974319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/06/my-illusive-intention.html' title='my illusive intention'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108741204603134335</id><published>2004-06-17T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T02:54:06.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>**retro revival**the frame to fame.no.1 dig in the disco.no.2 add to your collection the retro curtainno.3 know the person.who dat?no.4 do it the right way.no.5 be cool to fool.no.6 dont do this in public.and lastly, play with the disco ball.the road to fame is seemingly the toughest way.okay i did this out of boredom.pictures are strictly not mine.go ahead.boogie is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108737394216877892</id><published>2004-06-16T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T16:19:02.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the calendar hung itself</title><summary type='text'>its good to be back after 3 whole days on the loose outside.haha.saturday.went on a night tour with fisyahand her parents.didnt sleep for the whole day.4 words to describe the whole outing.IM FIGTHING MY BEDTIME.eventually i succedded the challenge afterhaving a teh tarik which miraculously keepsme awake.and my eyes opened up like spotlights.yeah.really.go try it.tour around </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/108737394216877892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=108737394216877892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108737394216877892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108737394216877892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/06/calendar-hung-itself.html' title='the calendar hung itself'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108695131379506018</id><published>2004-06-11T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T23:29:49.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>does paper doll tears easily?</title><summary type='text'>okay so i got my pay.no more cursing and swearing.so let it settle.and done with.i lack god's gift of writing.the natural writers.they have beautifulweapons of words that captivated readerslike me.they each have individual ways and styleto flaunt their creative piece of art.nicely done.i wish i was given the gift to write like JK Rowling did.then i will be the one who came up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/108695131379506018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=108695131379506018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108695131379506018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108695131379506018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/06/does-paper-doll-tears-easily.html' title='does paper doll tears easily?'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108677303497679690</id><published>2004-06-09T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T17:23:54.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mini cupcakes served with hot peach tea</title><summary type='text'>ahhh..the RAIN.serves privacy for one at home.a beautiful weather to fit a beautiful day.with the company of the teevee.yes.they are playing CSI again.may all the unwanted days be chasen away.ive got a partial migraine.i supposethe veins got tangled up or something.huhuh..help this sick-oh-sick girl.yesterday it was my right.today it was my left.forget about the headbanging remedy.it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/108677303497679690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=108677303497679690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108677303497679690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108677303497679690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/06/mini-cupcakes-served-with-hot-peach.html' title='mini cupcakes served with hot peach tea'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108659210752011289</id><published>2004-06-07T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T16:11:58.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously coffee or tea?</title><summary type='text'>ok seriously would you prefer coffee or tea?or diploma in info-comm or a diploma in interactive media design?which one? choosy choosy...geez...damn you tp.why the SUDDEN news?dilemma. dilemma. dilemma.a fren said its destined.fate.HARRY'S destiny.yes, harry porter.he is destined to be a wizard.so enough about harry harry strawberry.err...hrmmm..im done with thinking.im watching</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/108659210752011289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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crime project.Date: 3rd July 2004Venue: Pasir Ris East CC basketball courtlevel 5(building that has polyclinic and NPP)Time: 2-9pmAdmission: 6 bucksBus service available: 12,17,21,53,81,358,518Bands performing:One eightyPluckyA losing streakShoe Size NineKate of KaleCeramic CircleNovember IrisUnderedgeNo DirectionBetter than RunNarrow minded</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/108654422401986414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=108654422401986414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108654422401986414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108654422401986414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/06/punkrock-show-youth-against-crime.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108651435387062170</id><published>2004-06-06T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T17:32:33.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sugarcult's memory is a fastastico song.acoustic guitars are sexy to me.So get back, back, back to where we last stand.Just like I imagine.I could never feel this way.So get back, back, back to the disaster.My heart's beating faster.Holding on to feel the same.disaster spells me.i stir disaster if imbound to be in relationship.im not pretty sure myself.me and love.we contradict each </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108633209861976459</id><published>2004-06-04T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T14:54:58.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the collage us</title><summary type='text'>whats with everyone going for the orientation?and it feels like im the only person to consider it a miss.darn u ppl...i say darn u!i killed a troop of ants with blacksuits when idetect that they are nearing my territory.the toilet.all of them, died of drown.not a singleone spared...geesh there were loads of them.i couldnt have the absolute concentration in the toiletwhen the blacksuit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/108633209861976459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=108633209861976459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108633209861976459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108633209861976459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/06/collage-us.html' title='the collage us'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108627635382633802</id><published>2004-06-03T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T23:35:07.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh look at this darling!err..so if u seen this pic somewhere..yes its fromelly's blog.new look.new style.new face.new hair.new everythingnew.keep on reviving the HASYIMAH REVIVAL babeh..note to elly:kau jangan delete tau...kau deleteaku bakar rambut kau..hurhur&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3lerp ur hair&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/108627635382633802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=108627635382633802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108627635382633802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108627635382633802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/06/oh-look-at-this-darling-err.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108623963560792587</id><published>2004-06-03T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T13:13:55.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if u want to destroy my sweater....hold this thread as i walk away...watch me unravel...i soon be naked...lying on the floor..i come undone!!!ther u goweezer..singing like a bunch of drunken sailorsand the hives did a cover version for the sweater song..but too much rattling by the vocalisttalk and talk and talk...but sing, no..grri confess..my ears are like curling up when i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108599307243049612</id><published>2004-05-31T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T16:44:32.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never too late for spongebob</title><summary type='text'>so my last job ended yesterday.i need my june holidays like any normal student needs it.i spent my last day going on a few trips to the toilet.killing time that way.siting at the toilet sit.glancingmy clock every 2 min.starring the four walls of the cubicle and keep on pressing the flush button as ifim using it.oh and i went to the handicap toilet fora change.hav the whole toilet to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/108599307243049612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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out</title><summary type='text'>guess wat is in yet AGAIN other than 'shrek'?...its the classic beastie boys..at least for meyeap..yeap..we grow up watching this dudes with their not-much-changes in their musicjaws hanging wide open grooving to their videoi had to admit their video was cool back then.very appealing to me.huhuh..along came my brotherwho thinks listening to beastie boys is 'cool'telling me that im the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/108576539992365979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=108576539992365979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108576539992365979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108576539992365979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/05/beastie-boys-are-back-on-trackch-check.html' title='beastie boys are back on track..ch-check it out'/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622647.post-108555793481211560</id><published>2004-05-26T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T15:52:14.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ooooh yah...if u're intending to buy a cd..yah pick JOSS STONE from the shelfwooohooo....she rock-de-doodle-doand listen to track 2 or 3...its FELL IN LOVE WITH A BOYnah...for me i just keep on listeningto hers at those hmv-i-chop-this-place-first or rather download it....and wait patiently till my pay day comestick tock tick tock...kabooom!!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/feeds/108555793481211560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6622647&amp;postID=108555793481211560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108555793481211560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622647/posts/default/108555793481211560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porcelaincup.blogspot.com/2004/05/ooooh-yah.html' title=''/><author><name>lynkolynko</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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