<?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-2531326354402641549</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:30:27.674-07:00</updated><category term='david lynch'/><category term='harry potter'/><category term='contradiction'/><category term='christian louboutin'/><category term='movie-review'/><title type='text'>Les mots sont des mots, après tout</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>salissant-bouche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499395889004633809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8zzBtufcVuE/Sm4q8G9IgAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/11rg-CBMaZY/S220/11072009_032.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2531326354402641549.post-1040448122831252576</id><published>2009-09-22T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:05:31.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eid mubarak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;SALAM LEBARAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dearest friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I seek forgiveness fer all my wrongdoings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(the glib tongue, acid words, sarcasm and my utter-cuteness.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This syawal, may The Almighty show you extreme joy and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For this is the holy month where His creation rejoice and unite to be forgiving and forgiven, loose ends be tied, close ties be tighter. For goodness' sake its hary raye again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm gonna miss Ramadhan.:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2531326354402641549-1040448122831252576?l=salissant-bouche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/feeds/1040448122831252576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/09/eid-mubarak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/1040448122831252576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/1040448122831252576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/09/eid-mubarak.html' title='eid mubarak'/><author><name>salissant-bouche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499395889004633809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8zzBtufcVuE/Sm4q8G9IgAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/11rg-CBMaZY/S220/11072009_032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2531326354402641549.post-1292054520958510652</id><published>2009-09-05T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T14:28:16.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8zzBtufcVuE/SqLM_zXVZ9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/v2t02jKfMEQ/s1600-h/DSC01036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378086301525698514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8zzBtufcVuE/SqLM_zXVZ9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/v2t02jKfMEQ/s320/DSC01036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Why do the heart does otherwise when the brain have clearly told it not to thump so fast when it saw anything to do with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;never fails to invoke emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;never fails to linger in my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;were always my what 'if's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Leave, like you did before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2531326354402641549-1292054520958510652?l=salissant-bouche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/feeds/1292054520958510652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/09/insanity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/1292054520958510652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/1292054520958510652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/09/insanity.html' title='Insanity'/><author><name>salissant-bouche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499395889004633809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8zzBtufcVuE/Sm4q8G9IgAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/11rg-CBMaZY/S220/11072009_032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8zzBtufcVuE/SqLM_zXVZ9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/v2t02jKfMEQ/s72-c/DSC01036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2531326354402641549.post-1275887816756224376</id><published>2009-08-29T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T11:54:19.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Wouldn't mind it if life were a lil' better to &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Listen, to the sound from deep within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;It's only beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;To find release&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Oh,the time has comefor my dreams to be heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;They will not be pushed aside and turnedInto your ownall cause you won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Listen....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Listen,I am alone at a crossroads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm not at home, in my own home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And I tried and tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;To say whats on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;You should have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Oh, now I'm done believing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;You don't know what I'm feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm more than what, you made of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I followed the voiceyou gave to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;But now I gotta find, my own..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;You should have listened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;There is someone here inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Someone I'd thought had died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So long ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Oh I'm screaming out, for my dreams to be heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;They will not be pushed aside or worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Into your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;All cause you won't..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LISTEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(Listen, love for all it's worth)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2531326354402641549-1275887816756224376?l=salissant-bouche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/feeds/1275887816756224376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/08/wouldnt-mind-it-if-life-were-lil-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/1275887816756224376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/1275887816756224376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/08/wouldnt-mind-it-if-life-were-lil-better.html' title=''/><author><name>salissant-bouche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499395889004633809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8zzBtufcVuE/Sm4q8G9IgAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/11rg-CBMaZY/S220/11072009_032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2531326354402641549.post-2174673676301274281</id><published>2009-08-24T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:21:22.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>solace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8zzBtufcVuE/SpL0BRDxe-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/wDR1nUGdGkE/s1600-h/IMG00010-20090623-2140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373625608002698210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8zzBtufcVuE/SpL0BRDxe-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/wDR1nUGdGkE/s320/IMG00010-20090623-2140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The best part about repentence is sinning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dear God, make him stay if only he is meant for me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For lately, i'm not even sure myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2531326354402641549-2174673676301274281?l=salissant-bouche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/feeds/2174673676301274281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/08/solace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/2174673676301274281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/2174673676301274281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/08/solace.html' title='solace'/><author><name>salissant-bouche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499395889004633809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8zzBtufcVuE/Sm4q8G9IgAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/11rg-CBMaZY/S220/11072009_032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8zzBtufcVuE/SpL0BRDxe-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/wDR1nUGdGkE/s72-c/IMG00010-20090623-2140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2531326354402641549.post-3775230576660561992</id><published>2009-08-17T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T06:24:02.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mind over body. body over mind?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The whole day i was sulking. Can you imagine that.. me sulking?? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Pathetic, i tell you..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; And to make matters worse i don't know why. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Good god, i swear i'm going crazy.&lt;/span&gt; My emotional baggage is fucking me up. I'm going mental! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(-wide eyes-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was having one of those &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;adrenaline-pumped, emotional windwhirl breakdown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adrenaline-pumped, emotional windwhirl breakdown&lt;/strong&gt;: internal conflicts between the brain &lt;em&gt;(logic..),&lt;/em&gt; the heart &lt;em&gt;(intuitions, feelings..)&lt;/em&gt; and nerves &lt;em&gt;(reflexes..).&lt;/em&gt; Prolly, i pictured it they're in a triple threat match. Sometime i question my sanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To get out of this, i tried to calm my brain cells down. Started imagining other stuffs, not the problem nor the necessities but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;A Getaway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To anywhere. Prolly, a resort. To unwind and let down my hair. And yeah&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~(&lt;em&gt;Purrrr!..),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a much needed whole body massage. My body's in need of some loving. Or by the beach, laze around in a sundress and flipflops.. Maybe suntanning.. Or lounging with my favourite book and a refreshing glass of iced-cold green tea. Smell the sea-salts, hear the waves hitting the shores, see the new sexy tanlines.. I only turn red! Not bronze. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Pttf!..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/thailand%20beach" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="thailand Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk34/ellen14_photos/thailand-phi-phi-beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;An All-sponsored Shopping Spree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;(hell yeah..!\\m//)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At New York maybe. At Japan, Harajuku maybe. At Milan maybe. Anywhere where luxury comes in all sort of shapes, sizes and colours! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Woo-hooo!..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shopping some says is therapeutic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm included in the 'some'.:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/shopping" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="modern shopping Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i579.photobucket.com/albums/ss236/Harburger/cartoons-n-fun/430ce3c4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Daydreaming stopped when my cellphone rang. It was Rynn. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(one of my closest friend, i've been with her since primary school man..).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I gotta get myself prepared, she's coming over. Oh well, we'll see what time she gonna reached here aite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh btw,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5374_1034932452636_1805191620_77-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/5374_1034932452636_1805191620_77-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rynn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Later.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2531326354402641549-3775230576660561992?l=salissant-bouche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/feeds/3775230576660561992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/08/mind-over-body-body-over-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/3775230576660561992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/3775230576660561992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/08/mind-over-body-body-over-mind.html' title='mind over body. body over mind?'/><author><name>salissant-bouche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499395889004633809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8zzBtufcVuE/Sm4q8G9IgAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/11rg-CBMaZY/S220/11072009_032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i579.photobucket.com/albums/ss236/Harburger/cartoons-n-fun/th_430ce3c4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2531326354402641549.post-3736836749617010230</id><published>2009-08-16T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T15:47:02.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>psst!!..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Me, myself &amp;amp; ii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(psst! its nora lee..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00792-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/DSC00792-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2531326354402641549-3736836749617010230?l=salissant-bouche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/feeds/3736836749617010230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/08/psst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/3736836749617010230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/3736836749617010230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/08/psst.html' title='psst!!..'/><author><name>salissant-bouche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499395889004633809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8zzBtufcVuE/Sm4q8G9IgAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/11rg-CBMaZY/S220/11072009_032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2531326354402641549.post-897493828464719755</id><published>2009-08-16T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T15:41:47.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dull colours on my rainbow.(Pttf!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Insomnia getting' worse. I can don't sleep until 7ish and then only to wake up at 11ish. What's happening? Last night. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Love bipolar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; On the same day, engaged in a state of extreme euphoria and then extreme depression. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(God, help me please!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything went as plan.. A few jokes here and there. The recognised agreement. And a modest offer to be chaffeured home on a Hyundai Matrix (Maroon!) which was declined. Everything went well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Home Sweet Home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Phone start to ring. Everything went down hill after that. Goodness! Your voice supposed to be the voice i looked forward to everyday, every minutes..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(pttf! if only, you knew..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ring-ding-ding! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Over the smallest issue. Trivial matters seems to get aggravated my mere exchange of words.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(the wrong kinds..)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The problem is issues should be swept under the rug. Complilation of un-addressed issues will amount. Literally, a mount. And sooner or later someone will trip.. I don't wished to be that idiot! Apparently, we're amidst idiosity cause' both of us are shouting across the telephone line.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Make it stop..)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the saga ended, you know what song kept playing repeatedly in my mind. Mad by Neyo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really don't get it. Why oh why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enlightened me would you. About your facets of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause' from the way things are, we worlds apart. (No pun intended..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How did it get so far? How long can we run on 'love' before love run dry? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or will it never?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00966-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/DSC00966-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥Rii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2531326354402641549-897493828464719755?l=salissant-bouche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/feeds/897493828464719755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/08/dull-colours-on-my-rainbowpttf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/897493828464719755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/897493828464719755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/08/dull-colours-on-my-rainbowpttf.html' title='Dull colours on my rainbow.(Pttf!)'/><author><name>salissant-bouche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499395889004633809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8zzBtufcVuE/Sm4q8G9IgAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/11rg-CBMaZY/S220/11072009_032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2531326354402641549.post-4999308777726606087</id><published>2009-08-13T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T13:34:44.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian louboutin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david lynch'/><title type='text'>la passion que j'éprouve pour lui</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm obsessed with Christian Louboutin's. Recently, he collaborated with David Lynch. Pure genius, i tell ya!:] They had theme the collection, 'Fetish'. The pictures are awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pure fantasy, pure surreal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At the same time, raunchy, tasteful, naughty and border-line erotic!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't get me started on the shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pure orgasmic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Ya-da.Ya-da.Ya-da.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quirky facts about Christian Louboutin shoes : The soles of some of their shoes are fire red. Symbolised the old era, when moulin rouge was still in progress. The red light district. Blood shed was everywhere, however these prostitutes and dancers have to pass the red light district to get to work. Hence, red sole shoes symbolise you're one of 'them'. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christian's shoes is a dream.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;marque&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An obsession.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/marque&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Presenting &lt;em&gt;Christian Louboutin&lt;/em&gt; feat &lt;em&gt;David Lynch&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fetish themed collection.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Exposition Fetish a la galerie Pierre Passebon - Photographies de David Lynch, Souliers de Christian Louboutin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=mr-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/mr-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;obsession.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;salissant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ballerina's feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CLfetishshoes.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/CLfetishshoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CLFSH.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/CLFSH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=hookerheels.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/hookerheels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bouche.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i♥Christian Louboutin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2531326354402641549-4999308777726606087?l=salissant-bouche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/feeds/4999308777726606087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-passion-que-jeprouve-pour-lui.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/4999308777726606087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/4999308777726606087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-passion-que-jeprouve-pour-lui.html' title='la passion que j&apos;éprouve pour lui'/><author><name>salissant-bouche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499395889004633809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8zzBtufcVuE/Sm4q8G9IgAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/11rg-CBMaZY/S220/11072009_032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2531326354402641549.post-6745044421878731199</id><published>2009-08-12T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T07:10:05.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie-review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contradiction'/><title type='text'>Solitaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of those days where everything seems to be stagnant and time passes so slowly. It wouldn't matter anyway cause' boo cancelled on me (erhem! spoilt my day man). Again. Oh well, it's not like it's the end of the world (pttf!), so I had my own movie marathon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1 - The Proposal&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feat. Sandra Bullock and Ryan Reynold aka. Mr. Scarlett Johannson. Btw, the movie have not open in Singapore yet. I was actually expecting to be in a fit of laughters or rolling around on the floor laughing. Well, i got far from the expectation. The movie was predictable. The jokes were a wee bit cheesy. And the jaded plotline of woman and man's ego. The show is tragic. And boring. Gosh, i was snoozing through the movie man. Poor thing, if it wasn't for Ryan and Sandy. I prolly have switched off 20 min into the movie. Pttf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;#2 - Harry Potter &amp;amp; the Goblet of Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Among all the installation of Harry Potter, I like this best. This installation is where Weasley and Granger hinting some lovefest between each other. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teenage love&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Oh, i love when they potray it in the movie. Sucha dream. So pure, so innocent, so sensitive...and jealousy comes in free-flow. Oh but i gotta admit in the lastest installment, the '&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;' Weasley is sucha slut! LOL. She went around kissing every boy. Okay, they only show her kissing 2 boys but.. we won't know would we.:) Oh well, Harry Potter and the Half-blood prince.. in on word.. prelude. Everything was left hanging man. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lazy, lazy Tuesday. Oh did i mention, Nas bailed. Again. *roll eyes*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/Decorated%20images/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Emma_Watson_for_Burberry_by_MissNoc.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/Decorated%20images/Emma_Watson_for_Burberry_by_MissNoc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she did burberry.:]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/daniel%20radcliffe" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="daniel radcliffe Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Entertainment%20and%20Celebrities/daniel-radcliffe1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy II Men?*squeal*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/rupert%20grint" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="rupert grint Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i652.photobucket.com/albums/uu246/LoronTheMoron_1/nvnvnbvm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;most favourite outta the bunch.:]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not working have make my brain cells so inactive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, god. Ima dreamer. C'mon, bring common sense back! Pretty please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;FYI, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah i'ma walking contradiction so bite me.:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2531326354402641549-6745044421878731199?l=salissant-bouche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/feeds/6745044421878731199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/08/solaitaire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/6745044421878731199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/6745044421878731199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/08/solaitaire.html' title='Solitaire'/><author><name>salissant-bouche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499395889004633809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8zzBtufcVuE/Sm4q8G9IgAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/11rg-CBMaZY/S220/11072009_032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i943.photobucket.com/albums/ad276/nora-lee/Decorated%20images/th_Emma_Watson_for_Burberry_by_MissNoc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2531326354402641549.post-3106728403471787884</id><published>2009-08-11T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:26:45.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mind-sweeper.</title><content type='html'>Just recovered from a very, very bad flu and cough. Fever's gone too. Phew! Just woke up from  bed, feeling a tiny wee bit restless. Feels like I've been mulling over something for way too long and the shitty part is i just can't put my finger on what it is. I hate that feeling. Listlessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 9.51am, on my w902, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sony ericsson good-for-nothing phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas : I can't take half-day today baby. Eric and Amin-san took off already.&lt;br /&gt;Nora : *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;long pause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;* *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;* Okayys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(hanged up phone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has always been that way.&lt;br /&gt;Plans after plans. All don't fall through.&lt;br /&gt;I'm done planning and/ or being told what the plan was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Damn you, Oxalis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sticky, smelly, in need of a new change of outfit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are some words to describe my sorry lil' ass right this very instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;i just woke up man, what you expect.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ima go and bathe, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in a bit&lt;/span&gt;. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH SHOOT&lt;/strong&gt;. tummy ache! i have a date with the WC. later.:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2531326354402641549-3106728403471787884?l=salissant-bouche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/feeds/3106728403471787884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/08/mind-sweeper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/3106728403471787884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531326354402641549/posts/default/3106728403471787884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salissant-bouche.blogspot.com/2009/08/mind-sweeper.html' title='mind-sweeper.'/><author><name>salissant-bouche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10499395889004633809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8zzBtufcVuE/Sm4q8G9IgAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/11rg-CBMaZY/S220/11072009_032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2531326354402641549.post-8541971348040958826</id><published>2009-07-27T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:20:20.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>voir arc-en-ciel, i see rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;prolly, the dumbest thing to do at 5:55am in th wee morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;prolly, get some sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;prolly, eat breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;prolly, exercise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;prolly, read the magazine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;prolly, scream back at my mommy when she tries to wake me up later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of all the prolly, who would have guess i ended up with this one; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;prolly post the first entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;one of those random things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mon nom est Nora Lee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;my name is nora lee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Je ne suis pas mauvais, je ne suis ni ange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm not bad, i'm no angel either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;parfois les mots qui sortent de ma bouche, mai ne pas être à votre goût.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes the words that comes out of my mouth, may not be to you liking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bien sucer en!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;well suck it in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mon blog, mon expression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;my blog, my expression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mon blog, mon désir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;my blog, my desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;salissant-bouche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; 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