<?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-15829410</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:45:59.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pynkcubed*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pynkcube.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829410/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pynkcube.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06836457522186431391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829410.post-113950651124043043</id><published>2006-02-09T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T09:35:11.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yoohhooooox</title><content type='html'>arloe all im backies. finally! lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829410-113950651124043043?l=pynkcube.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pynkcube.blogspot.com/feeds/113950651124043043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829410&amp;postID=113950651124043043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829410/posts/default/113950651124043043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829410/posts/default/113950651124043043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pynkcube.blogspot.com/2006/02/yoohhooooox.html' title='yoohhooooox'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06836457522186431391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829410.post-113068041361000666</id><published>2005-10-30T04:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T05:53:33.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1588/1479/1600/DSC00238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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TINY TINY eyes. kwwwwuttee. nuttin to do, made nikki wear specs. she looked like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1588/1479/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1588/1479/320/untitled.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         specs r without degree so no worries!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829410-112745679929796606?l=pynkcube.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pynkcube.blogspot.com/feeds/112745679929796606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829410&amp;postID=112745679929796606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829410/posts/default/112745679929796606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829410/posts/default/112745679929796606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pynkcube.blogspot.com/2005/09/bought-box-of-whiskas-kibbles-for.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06836457522186431391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829410.post-112722129211487320</id><published>2005-09-20T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T06:01:32.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my gawd. after spending 2 miserable years with Marcus in sight, i realise someone is just like him. oh my. just when i thought all will be happy ending. ahems. You are totalllllly repulsive. disgust me with ur shameless flattery of yourself. see the link between [him] and marcus. yyyyukkkkkkesss. looking at you makes me uncomfortable. or rather it makes me feel nauseous. it means i want to PUKE when i see you ( just in case ur tiny dictionary of english vo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1588/1479/1600/we-are-still-friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1588/1479/320/we-are-still-friends.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cabulary is not enough). eccccccks. my rantings to be continued. *smilies*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829410-112722129211487320?l=pynkcube.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829410.post-112679111788669215</id><published>2005-09-15T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T06:31:57.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new skin. alex said the previous one looked like it belonged to.. *ahem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829410-112679111788669215?l=pynkcube.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pynkcube.blogspot.com/feeds/112679111788669215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829410&amp;postID=112679111788669215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ought to wrap it up nicely before dumping the body. but hey, the theory isnt right. if wrapping an animal corpse before disposal makes me an animal lover, if i go around killing doggies kitties and etc, and i wrap them up before disposal, does that make me more of an animal lover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the rest survives. haven't thought of names yet. 5 left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829410-112642792435475637?l=pynkcube.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pynkcube.blogspot.com/feeds/112642792435475637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829410&amp;postID=112642792435475637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829410/posts/default/112642792435475637'/><link 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tiny. gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829410-112641482373379594?l=pynkcube.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pynkcube.blogspot.com/feeds/112641482373379594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829410&amp;postID=112641482373379594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829410/posts/default/112641482373379594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829410/posts/default/112641482373379594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pynkcube.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-hamster-gave-birth-to-6-pups.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06836457522186431391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829410.post-112635496376192910</id><published>2005-09-10T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T05:22:43.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish to find a litter of kitties. or guinea pigs. or rabbits. or anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829410-112635496376192910?l=pynkcube.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pynkcube.blogspot.com/feeds/112635496376192910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>didi is pregnant. im so excited. yellow-bloo babies = money $$ mwahahas. evil grins and such. gotta bring spikey itsy and bitsy to the vet soon. omg. thats gonna cost perhaps 200+. one time cough bug hit them. shiat. ohkay. no one prolly noes what am i blabbering abt. hey, its a blog entry. no big deal aint it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed "the curious incident of the dog in the night time" frm sp lib today. hoooooooooray. its been sooooo long since i wanted to read it. so far i dont think anyone frm my class reads books. im sucha geeeeek. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really long since ive spoke in english to friends. bsides gab thou. we dont speak chinese to each other. never. sounds weird. we've been speaking english to each other for YEEEEEEEEEEAAARS. i think all the chinese words we spoke to each other would add up to be less than 100 wrds. miss the days with shermeen lyn n liangjue. going to watch those bimbotic flicks after school. sigh. i've never really spoke english with anyone in my class. they are more chinese inclined. im fine with chinese thou. but its still different. a major change in fact. liangjue has her own friends now. we hardly talk face2face really. schedules r way too hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im totally overjoyed that ae and e is over. its like my suckiest module. studied soooooooooo hard for it. hope i pass! i sawwwwwwwwwwwwwww invader zim in lecturehall 2day. he's got this friend with an atrrrrrrocious mohawk. yuueecks. aliens have weird friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a little something to end off&lt;br /&gt;PS. i dont think anyone will bother to read it anyway. shakespear's sonnet no.39.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt; &lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;, HOW thy worth with manners may I sing                      &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;When thou art all the better part of me?                      &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;What can mine own praises to mine own self bring,                      &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;And what is't but mine own when I praise thee?                      &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Even for this let us divided live                      &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;And our dear love lose name of single one,                      &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;That by this separation I may give                      &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;That due to thee which thou deserv'st alone.                      &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;O absence, what a torment wouldst thou prove                      &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Were it not thy sour leisure gave sweet leave                      &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;To entertain the time with thoughts of love,                      &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Which time and thoughts so sweetly doth deceive,                      &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;And that thou teachest how to make one twain                      &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;By praising him here who doth hence remain&lt;/dt&gt; &lt;/dl&gt; poemspoemspoems and more poems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829410-112627055692138389?l=pynkcube.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pynkcube.blogspot.com/feeds/112627055692138389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829410&amp;postID=112627055692138389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829410/posts/default/112627055692138389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829410/posts/default/112627055692138389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pynkcube.blogspot.com/2005/09/didi-is-pregnant.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06836457522186431391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829410.post-112601523426881443</id><published>2005-09-06T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T07:00:34.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>blah. blah . blah. blah. blah. tired. piupiu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829410-112601523426881443?l=pynkcube.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pynkcube.blogspot.com/feeds/112601523426881443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829410&amp;postID=112601523426881443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829410/posts/default/112601523426881443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829410/posts/default/112601523426881443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pynkcube.blogspot.com/2005/09/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06836457522186431391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829410.post-112508485345054399</id><published>2005-08-26T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T12:34:13.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chippy why?</title><content type='html'>chippy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i picked you up from the cold dangerous roads when you were barely a few days old with hardly any feathers. i sheltered you from harm. i gave you all the love i could offer and all the best things i could afford. you were always on my mind. why did you leave? it was so sudden. you were still cheerful and chirping yesterday, i reached home today to see you quiet and weak. did i cause it? the moment i saw you, i knew something was wrong. at first you ate a little. you then refused to drink. i prayed that you would get better. i kept checking on you. your condition got worst. at 1.30am, i couldnt sleep. i held u in my palms. you were weak and could barely stand. when i saw you, i knew you wouldnt pull through. you lied in my palm. looking weak and tired. i tried to feed you hoping that you would eat. but you could barely open your mouth. i was devastated. tears started to flow down. it was uncontrollable. you were slipping slowly away from me and there was nothing i could do. i tried to keep you warm, you were turning cold. i cupped u in my palms and massaged your head. you looked calm but i know you were suffering holding on like this. i looked at you and your frail little body, and stroked you and told you that i love you. i told you to leave peacefully and not hold on anymore. not because i dont like you. but i couldnt bear to see you suffering any longer. call me selfish. call me self-centered. at 2.00am you started getting even weaker, you could barely move your head anymore. you just lay on my palms with your head resting on my palm. you had your mouth open, gasping for air. my tears just flowed down my cheeks. the pain i felt in my heart could not be described. i looked at you slip away from me. as your breathing gets slower, i knew it was coming. its time i let you go. i kissed you for the last time and stroked you and told u i love you again and again. you looked at me and gasped for a few more times. and at 2.04am, you left. you had left me. forever. the fact that u died hit me like an avalanche. i couldnt accept it all of a sudden. its just too absurb. i had many questions in my head. i blamed myself. i didnt think i was good enough, caring enough. perhaps i was. my tears flowed till my eyes were swollen. theres no one else that could share my pain. im all alone to deal with this sorrow all inside. to deal with the grief of losing my precious chippy alone. i looked at you one last glance and said a prayer for you before wrapping your body up. you looked so calm and peaceful. i know you're in a better place now. across the rainbow bridge with all the other animals, carefree.  i love you always and forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829410-112508485345054399?l=pynkcube.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pynkcube.blogspot.com/feeds/112508485345054399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829410&amp;postID=112508485345054399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829410/posts/default/112508485345054399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829410/posts/default/112508485345054399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pynkcube.blogspot.com/2005/08/chippy-why.html' title='chippy why?'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06836457522186431391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829410.post-112507253442536791</id><published>2005-08-26T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T09:08:54.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the cat affair</title><content type='html'>gosh. everyone has a blog now. its so "in". totally forgotten the webbie of my old blog. but anyways who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped AE&amp;amp;E today. mwahas. had an awful headache last night. woke up too late to feed chippy. she was totally chirping the entire morning. i guess daddy didnt feed it enough or somthing. now chippy is very very quiet. looks very tired. doesnt chirp anymore. still eats a little thou. im so so so so so worried and devastated. i got so attached to her. lets hope that she gets better. im keeping my fingers and toes crossed. went to eat dinner with mommie and daddy. saw this poor kitty in at the coffeeshop. it was kinda hurt in the hindlegs. didnt get to carry it cuz there was sooo many people. it sat under a table near me and then came this MEAN OLD ACT-CUTE b%#@h with her kids. she has like 4 teenage kids with her and shes perhaps 50 years old and shes like wearing those kinda mickey mouse tees that r fashionable nowadays. oh yes, off topic, back to it. she used those plastic chair to HIT THE CAT to kinda shoo it away. i looked at the poor cat limp away and GLARED AT THE cruel b^*#h. shes gonna have bad karma for the rest of her life for being so mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised that whiskas isnt good for cats. too much salt content. i can hardly wait for the 7th month to end. so i can go out to feed the stray kitties again. gonna buy a huge packet of science diet or some kibbles soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally love cats. or rather, i love animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont mind my language in the blog entries. but hey, shouldn't blogs be there for people to pour their feelings out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829410-112507253442536791?l=pynkcube.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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