<?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-33622285</id><updated>2012-02-01T06:20:06.821-08:00</updated><category term='Unfairness'/><category term='Maths Paper'/><category term='PE'/><category term='Jeyna'/><category term='HIM'/><category term='English Paper'/><category term='rosyth'/><category term='exams'/><category term='mindchamps'/><category term='learning point'/><category term='Ms Angel Soh'/><category term='Free Period'/><title type='text'>DELETE.</title><subtitle type='html'>and forget.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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>268</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33622285.post-8044806210295714651</id><published>2008-04-10T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T23:07:28.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been with me for... at 6months, 11 days and 16hours. Thankyou I love you. Wait for me, I'll be back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HTTP://SURREALA-MOUR.BLOGSPOT.COM/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-8044806210295714651?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/8044806210295714651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=8044806210295714651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8044806210295714651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8044806210295714651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/04/been-with-me-for.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-1282995143048911009</id><published>2008-03-26T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T21:46:58.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Behave. Love you. Dad just angry. Silly him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-1282995143048911009?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/1282995143048911009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=1282995143048911009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1282995143048911009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1282995143048911009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/behave.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-7208417741715396877</id><published>2008-03-24T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T20:36:02.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>See, I'm always in geog. I think I'm gonna switch back to the normal templates.&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to keep changing anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THESEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Jae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-7208417741715396877?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/7208417741715396877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=7208417741715396877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/7208417741715396877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/7208417741715396877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/see-im-always-in-geog.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-8976828785351194848</id><published>2008-03-24T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T02:35:59.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eh... Third time posting and I still don't know what I'm gonna do other than stare at the screen watching the words form as I type... Hey many of the sixohthree people are so emo now hmn:/ idk is it like... friendship probs or what? I guess mine is sth around those lines. And I rly don't like school. Hey reading my old posts can actually get depressing, reminding me of... Eh? What happened before. Last year's christmas was exceptionally bad. Yeah now I remember, after reading... I shall go torture myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-8976828785351194848?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/8976828785351194848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=8976828785351194848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8976828785351194848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8976828785351194848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/eh.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-247035615108570943</id><published>2008-03-23T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T20:11:22.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardly slept last night:/ idk why i even try. Colette's rly... Unhappy? idk la.&lt;br /&gt;Last night gave my parents my report. They didn't even scold me. I didn't even meet their targets... Sometimes I wonder when I'm gonna stop disappointing them. This sucks... Idk how I can be scoring like that for Sec one. Obviously this is not working out. I rly gotta start working harder for Term Two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;Sorry mom and dad. I know it hurts. But you just don't scold me. It hurts to see you like this too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-247035615108570943?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/247035615108570943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=247035615108570943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/247035615108570943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/247035615108570943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/school-again.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-2463448019729232025</id><published>2008-03-20T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T06:39:34.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmn, today rly sucked. rlyrly. Went for flu and cancer jab ytd. &lt;br /&gt;Julia keeps banging into my arm and blaming me. omg like she's the one running and banging into me when my back is like facing her? And she blames me like "Why you keep coming towards me?" Like omg fuck is it my fault? I'm not even fucking looking, you're the one who keeps running and banging into me la please? idk la, maybe it's on purpose? Cause like cannot be so coincidence... Ys/maya will hit both arms and when I go "OWWW" they go "Which side oneee? Right or left?" BOTH LA. And then ys asked a stupid qn. &lt;br /&gt;"You take cancer jab is it cause you have cancer?" OMG YS YOU IDIOT. &lt;br /&gt;"No wonder you never get sick..." HAHAHA MAYA. They give us the virus actually. Or that's what my mom said... &lt;br /&gt;"That means you will never get cancer?" DIANNE HAHAHAHA NO LA. actually idk. shouldn't be la, still got chance or sth. butbut I still have like two more cancer jabs xx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/ i rly don't want to go school anymore la. And finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENDI: Eh have. JAE was profile, ANGELS was links. &lt;br /&gt;MAYA: omg lol haha. &lt;br /&gt;FATIN: yeah did haha.&lt;br /&gt;MAXINE: Eh everything's about the tagboard hahahaha. wait you see ltr you're talking about the color of my tagboard haha.&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: yeayea, i was the one in the green shirt with the JAE and the bigbig 17.&lt;br /&gt;CHEWRAH: ohhhhh her church friend is my ex-classmate.&lt;br /&gt;DENISE: demose hahaha. lol haha sea ex. but then i don't want to go la. got leeches, eek. oh wait. idk if i'm taking ip la...&lt;br /&gt;MAXINE: see? hahahahaha about the tagboard again! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;JOONG: YAY CHEERLEADING(: nvm la, i think our snr filmed, but didn't upload-.-&lt;br /&gt;DENISE: eh no... only this blog la.&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA: oh alright.&lt;br /&gt;JULIA: oh hi. &lt;br /&gt;MAYA: omg in the library... omg haha so toot, you damn blur leh. maybe the snr laugh after she walked away haha. aiyo you change so many computers haha.&lt;br /&gt;DENISE: i love you too haha. at least you can use during class la. omg wait we use during geog/maths also... okay nvm. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to change back to my veryvery old blogskin &amp;&amp; music. I think Max might have seen it before? idk la. But yea. The song just played on the radio and reminded me of it haha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Jae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-2463448019729232025?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/2463448019729232025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=2463448019729232025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/2463448019729232025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/2463448019729232025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/hmn-today-rly-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-4506887600851521632</id><published>2008-03-19T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T01:49:16.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from school. Hmn:/ Remedial srsly sucked. I was like sleeping? Hmn. Trng got cancelled. Lavelle and Eleanor were happy haha. So were Sasha and Shaikha. I got no comment, don't have to see his fugly face today :/ I want sweets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-4506887600851521632?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/4506887600851521632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=4506887600851521632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/4506887600851521632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/4506887600851521632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-5092161232248910402</id><published>2008-03-18T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T17:41:43.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This proves how Geog is. Posting twice hmn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm srsly messed up, what is wrong with you? I mean, I'm not angry or anything la, I just wanna know what's going on. You're acting so fucked up these few days, you claim you don't like emos but aren't you turning into one? All you do is yell, yell and yell. And then when we ask you what the prob is, You just look away. When we try to care, you push us away. First you help us, then you demand it back. How can we do that? It's gone already. idk what you're doing anymore. idk why you're acting this way. I don't understand your temperament anymore. No more. I don't even &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; you. idk how i'm gonna work with you anymore. Hated? Alright. I know now. You never did care anyway. I didn't even do anything and now you hate me? Alright, I get it. Thanks though. And I'll sure appreciate it if you tell me why you SUDDENLY just hate me when I didn't even do anything. Tell me what I did and I'll know. Nevermind, I know already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realising how different I am from last year. Last year in class I would be blasting music. Oh wells, the bell just went hmn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Jae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-5092161232248910402?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/5092161232248910402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=5092161232248910402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5092161232248910402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5092161232248910402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-proves-how-geog-is.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-4080511597242273035</id><published>2008-03-18T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T17:19:36.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In Geog again. I should save money and don't buy Maroon 5 tickets. And wait until McFly comes to Singapore. Though I don't think they're gonna come any soon. Hmn :/ What else? One three got into cheerleading finals yea. I'm sick of school. I'm sick of my life. ARGH. I don't even wanna go home now): And I don't wanna stay in school either :/ I even more don't wanna go for trng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yea, everything's about him la, I know. Like you're gonna care.&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;omg please stop doing that, I think you're making me crazy...&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Jae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-4080511597242273035?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/4080511597242273035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=4080511597242273035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/4080511597242273035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/4080511597242273035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-geog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-6566309069600473817</id><published>2008-03-15T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T04:31:57.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now I know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes I find myself crying for no good reason. Now I know why. Now I know why I want to go to school even though I hate it. I used to think someone loved me. I used to think someone cared. Now I know. Thanks for what you've given me, God. It's not enough though. I'll make do. Thanks for showing me what my life is actually like. Screwed. Where are you when I need you, God? I'm sure you can take me away, right? Sure appreciate it if you did. Maybe I'll be happier over where you are. I'll be waiting. Here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-6566309069600473817?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/6566309069600473817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=6566309069600473817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/6566309069600473817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/6566309069600473817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/now-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-445133106292789850</id><published>2008-03-15T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:08.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cheerleading ytd. Got to school around 7plus. Joong and some others were there. Then Joong was like "Is that Jae? JAE IS THAT YOU?" then I walked closer and was like "Uhhh... Yea?" And she said "You look so different!" Eh? I mean I cut my fringe and all but I thought I looked the same -.- Ehhh. Then we were supposed to practise at basketball court, but the oneseveners were there. so we practised at field. then later moved on to the void deck cos people on the base were screaming cause grass wet-.- anyway. arnd nine plus we started slacking so we could "have enough energy". oh wow... then ... Oh yeah. Filzah's hair got hairsprayed pink. The rest was red. My fringe and ponytail was sprayed, then later on one other strip near my fringe. Um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One-one. I think their school cheer was cool. But they should be moving forward? Instead of backward.&lt;br /&gt;One-two. I heard they only started making up all the cheers on WEDNESDAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One-three! Last minute change. One pyramid changed to two. Then the stupid poppers didnt work0.0&lt;br /&gt;One-four. I think it was nice. But yellow makes me think of big bird-.-&lt;br /&gt;One-five. Jamie and Jodie! Hahahaha. But theirs was cool(:&lt;br /&gt;One-six. Eh! Their dance sequence was like damn nice la. And Vidhya's friend danced rly damn well.&lt;br /&gt;One-seven. Ooookay. Idk what to say leh. And then Nicole was leading one group and I didn't recognise her0.0&lt;br /&gt;One-eight. LINETTE. omg their dance was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? One three was the most colorful class-.- I mean most of them had same-colored shirts, but one three all diff. And then I think Maya's skirt fell or sth? hahaha. But yea, we were all wearing FBTs underneath. omg joong and the rest forgot to film-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cheerleading went to TM with cheerleaders and Amanda and Anne from one four. Then took neoprint, which was kinda squeezy, considering having nine people (including Julia). Uhhh. I was worried cos my shirt was green-.- But it turned out fine tho. Then on the escalator, Filzah was like "TKGIANS!" then no one answered. then she yelled "SEC ONES!" then everyone looked at her cam. And then like she sec two like that omg. Then after that back to school. bussed to amk for piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9uxxJRteBI/AAAAAAAAAsc/lp69OnM0jHM/s1600-h/DSC02100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177927654454425618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9uxxJRteBI/AAAAAAAAAsc/lp69OnM0jHM/s200/DSC02100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9uxxZRteCI/AAAAAAAAAsk/HuTgkg6B90M/s1600-h/DSC02101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177927658749392930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9uxxZRteCI/AAAAAAAAAsk/HuTgkg6B90M/s200/DSC02101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9uxxZRteDI/AAAAAAAAAss/y7Huh7HkHuY/s1600-h/DSC02105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177927658749392946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9uxxZRteDI/AAAAAAAAAss/y7Huh7HkHuY/s200/DSC02105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9uxxZRteEI/AAAAAAAAAs0/DNPWEnpYvug/s1600-h/DSC02119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177927658749392962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9uxxZRteEI/AAAAAAAAAs0/DNPWEnpYvug/s200/DSC02119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9uxxpRteFI/AAAAAAAAAs8/KwXjhKwGf6E/s1600-h/DSC02120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177927663044360274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9uxxpRteFI/AAAAAAAAAs8/KwXjhKwGf6E/s200/DSC02120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dougie fever. And Tom's voice is HOT. Srsly hot. And rlyrly recognisable. To me la. But nvm, Dougie's still the hottest(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can you see Afiqa as a bitch? No, I can't. I can't believe she and Vidhya fought. And I can't believe Afiqa's actually hating the cheerleaders cause we went TM. And I can't believe Afiqa just called us bimbos. WOW. INTERESTING.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-445133106292789850?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/445133106292789850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=445133106292789850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/445133106292789850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/445133106292789850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/cheerleading-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9uxxJRteBI/AAAAAAAAAsc/lp69OnM0jHM/s72-c/DSC02100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33622285.post-8088344751185390328</id><published>2008-03-12T21:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:09.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg haha. All About You's mv is damn funny lol.&lt;br /&gt;The control thing doesn't control the music haha it controls the seats and the arrangement of instruments. They turned the volume up, but Dougie's chair turned round and &lt;i&gt;round&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;b&gt;round&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;u&gt;round&lt;/u&gt;. omg hahaha. I got new Dougie pics! Actually they're just footages from the mv lol. And the guy used his harp strings (which broke, lol) to floss his teeth hahahaha. Actually I'm kinda used to Tom's voice lol, haven't rly head Dougie's voice yet. I mean, he sometimes doubles up with Tom or Danny, but I don't think I've heard him sing lead yet lol. But nvm haha, he's still hot(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9itk5Rtd8I/AAAAAAAAAr0/IAXaxUl4Tk8/s1600-h/omgLOVE.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177078621024384962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9itk5Rtd8I/AAAAAAAAAr0/IAXaxUl4Tk8/s200/omgLOVE.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9itl5Rtd9I/AAAAAAAAAr8/SxDzvQTOpU4/s1600-h/LOVELOVELOVE.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177078638204254162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9itl5Rtd9I/AAAAAAAAAr8/SxDzvQTOpU4/s200/LOVELOVELOVE.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9iz2JRtd-I/AAAAAAAAAsE/I6E7TiM9_aM/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177085514446895074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9iz2JRtd-I/AAAAAAAAAsE/I6E7TiM9_aM/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9iz2ZRtd_I/AAAAAAAAAsM/BBEVuW7WtIk/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177085518741862386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9iz2ZRtd_I/AAAAAAAAAsM/BBEVuW7WtIk/s200/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9iz2pRteAI/AAAAAAAAAsU/ZHV5qZQONBY/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177085523036829698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9iz2pRteAI/AAAAAAAAAsU/ZHV5qZQONBY/s200/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY ALLABOUTYOU IS NICE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Jae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-8088344751185390328?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/8088344751185390328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=8088344751185390328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8088344751185390328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8088344751185390328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/omg-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R9itk5Rtd8I/AAAAAAAAAr0/IAXaxUl4Tk8/s72-c/omgLOVE.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33622285.post-5947327156396140406</id><published>2008-03-12T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T19:53:02.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing to post these days... idk la, i rlyrly hate holidays... Hmn, not like I like school either:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerleading prac ytd. omg so unlucky:/ Ehhh we're so slow that the whole thingy becomes 5mins plus. After that went to cut hair. omgomg i dont like my fringe now): how leh. As in I like it cause i think its nice, i don'tlike it cos i have to pin it up if not i cannot do my homework cos the thing just keeps irritating my eyes. i didn't do anything to the back tho. i just trimmed it haha. i don't think i wanna go cheerleading tryouts tmr... Got locked out of my house ytd. Dianne told me to write the date and time I was locked out on the floor. Homework. Homework. Homework. Why do the fucking chers have to give us homework in the first place? Then i don't think its counted holiday lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eating ice isn't gonna make you slim down, Jae.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, who cares? I can't stand too sweet sweets anyway...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Jae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-5947327156396140406?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/5947327156396140406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=5947327156396140406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5947327156396140406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5947327156396140406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/nothing-to-post-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-1209823969130515967</id><published>2008-03-10T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T23:55:37.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some quizzes from quite-long-ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;1. A random person yells to you"Aybaybay". What's your reaction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Say hi(:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What was the last thing you put in your mouth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mentoslol.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the last song you heard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cassie Is It You from Step Up 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's irritating you at this moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;homework...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;getting my hair cut, cheerleading prac&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What did you do yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sleep-.- go for piano.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How do you feel about your ex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i don't think i even had one before&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;been logged into the com since eight plus?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Know anyone named Monique?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;no, only hsm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;yup two.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you signed onto AIM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ee no.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who's your most religious friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i have no idea-.- maxine? I don't think i've ever heard her curse...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the last person who called you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you could change your name to anything what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;idk, Annisa/Ava/Evangeline/Jae. idk la, but i'm happy with DAPHNE(:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What was the best compliment someone has given you today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i don't get this priviledge,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you curse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;too much in fact&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Last time you took a plane, where was it to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bangkok i think&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. How many times a day do you login?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;idk, idc.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you love someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;yes, 1E3, my family, jaejoong and danny noriega.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What's the first thing you would do with five billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; i want a walk in wardrobe, next a HUGE cow that i can sit on, and ban the consumption of beef.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;no, underage anyway :/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who's the first person on your topfriends, and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;alotla, cannot name haha.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What was the last thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;uhhh can't rmbr la...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Next thing you'll spend money on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;uhhh idk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What's one toy you remember having?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;that huge hello kitty my aunty gave me for my birthday this year. (actually i'd prefer melody haha)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Look through the 2 nearest windows what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;swimming pool&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What's your mouse pad look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;don't have one&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Where is your first drift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;eh?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Which one of your friends do you argue with the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;idk.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What is your ethnicity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cheena&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What's your dream job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i want to be famous and rich and marry jaejoong/dannynoriega.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who's your crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jaejoong and danny&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. If you could have any car what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;idk, sth green or red. red is rly hot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What's your favorite breakfast food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;iknow, chicken soup&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. How do you like your eggs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;idk...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. If you could get any piercing what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;idk? i think i go re-pierce my ears again...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. How about a tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;yeayea! uh. last time i had one on my arm...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What mood are you in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;restless, i wish it could stop raining.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What's a movie you want to see in the theaters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the leap years.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Where else would you want to live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;new york city.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Where will your next car ride be to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;maybe to school for cheerleading. or on the way to get my hair cut.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. If you could live in any TV showwhat would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ehhhh, idk.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Your Favorite Planet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;venus.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What made you cry last?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CJ7 when stephen chow died haha.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What You Really Think Of Your Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoyoureallythinkofyourfriendsquiz/friends.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya is your soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You truly love Filzah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You consider Maxine your true friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that David is always thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll remember Julia for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You secretly think Samantha is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You secretly think that Melissa is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You secretly think that KEVIN is loyal and trustworthy to you. And that KEVIN changes lovers faster than underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You secretly think Evangeline is shy and nonconfrontational. And that Evangeline has a hidden internet romance.&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;CRIED SECTION:&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Have you ever really cried your heart out?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;let me think, yes, when my psle results came out):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Have you ever cried yourself to sleep?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yea, why not?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Have you ever cried on your friend's shoulder?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;eh i dunno, they've seen me cry la, not on their shoulders tho...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04 . Do you cry when you get an injury?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;oh yeah! in p1 when this fat p5 guy banged into me and fell on me):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SECTION:&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Are you a happy person?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yes, daphne is extremely happy in tkgs(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02 . What makes you happy?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;lets see. lots of things, too lazy to list them out.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Is being happy overrated?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;nonono, definitely not.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05 . Can music make you happy?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yeah, why not?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE SECTION:&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. How many times have you had your heart broken?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;one two three, i don't actually bother counting these kinda things.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Anyone besides your friends/family ever said they loved you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;beside my friends/family... AIYO. in other words asking me if a stranger ever said they loved me lah! yes, have actually. myself. i love myself, yes. i'm not counted as my family/friends, i'm counted as myself!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03 . Have you ever told someone you loved them?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yes, why not.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELATIONSHIP SECTION:&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. single?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yeah?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Are you happy with it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yeah, definitely. relationships only hurt you, they add more problems in your life.___.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Do you have feelings for anyone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yes, myself.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HATE SECTION:&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Who do you actually hate?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i dunno, best not to hate. it saps my energy):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Have you ever made a hit list?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;YEA HAHAHA.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Are you a mean bully?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yes, at times.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELF-ESTEEM SECTION:&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Are you happy with yourself?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;hmn. yes. generally. i can't change who i am anyway.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Do you wish you could be someone else?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no, firstly, it doesn't help at all. secondly, i love me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY WEARING:&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. shirt?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;duh, what else?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Shorts?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;YEA!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Shoes?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Underwear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAHAHAAH! yes.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Necklace?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Hugged someone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yes, i even hugged 10 strangers before.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Been on the phone until the sun came up?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no, i don't think so.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Put a song on repeat for more than an hour?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yeah. Denise got damn pissed.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THING YOU DID SECTION:&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 . Last person you talked to in person?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ehhh, denise.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Person you last talked to online?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;denise.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Person you talked to on the phone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;sarah...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Person you talked to on text?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; i can't rmbr! oh yeah! daddy! he said he's fetching me from tuition!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Person who made you laugh?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ehhh, let me see. i dunno, myself.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. Person you messaged over Friendster?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i haven't logged into friendster for a long long time.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07 . Last time you took a shower?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;uhh, i don't take note of the time...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM SECTION:&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. What kind of shampoo do u use?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i dunno what brand leh...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02 . Do you get along with your parents?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;okay la, some fights over periods of time. its the teenage adolescence period time anyway...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03 . Do you have mental breakdowns?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yes, i even jetlag... .__________.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Jae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-1209823969130515967?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/1209823969130515967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=1209823969130515967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1209823969130515967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1209823969130515967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/some-quizzes-from-quite-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-122890646419578135</id><published>2008-03-10T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T23:57:31.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally done with skin:D&lt;br /&gt;But i can't seem to shift the tagboard closer to the other content.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, who cares anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;am i rly that forgettable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"oh yes dear, I forgot about you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When I asked, what did you reply?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"no, you're not forgettable at all, i'll always remember you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you're just contradicting yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you're just lying, right Dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you're trying to erase what you said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Too bad I heard it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Jae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-122890646419578135?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/122890646419578135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=122890646419578135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/122890646419578135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/122890646419578135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/finally-done-with-skind-but-i-cant-seem.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-8734468713360505839</id><published>2008-03-10T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T02:44:09.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from occ. WOW, I was accident prone over the weekend. Eep. I kicked the stupid cupboard accidentally and my flesh got nicked off. AHHH. And I played the stupid playground crawling about thingy with 3Js and now my knees have NO HAIR): NO, MY PRECIOUS HAIR): EEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss jieyun): and the P6'07 rosythians): On the bus just now.. Got a call from Jieyun(: "HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, am I the last person to wish you happy birthday? I don't think so righttttt," HAHA, no jy, i've got later ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG today wake up so paiseh. Wake up at like 10+, (still at occ), saw filz's message "If you're coming, meet behind classroom block." Then I went "What? When?" And she replied "OVER ALREADY LA..." omg so paiseh haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh at the bus stop just now was damn funny -.- had these two guys contradicting themselves &lt;i&gt;terribly&lt;/i&gt;. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;A:打电话给他们，他们现在在哪里？&lt;br /&gt;B:*calls them*&lt;br /&gt;A:在哪里？&lt;br /&gt;B:在 cab, 在 cab.&lt;br /&gt;A:叫他们不要那么笨啦，bus 就可以了啦，还要 cab?&lt;br /&gt;B:算了啦，已经在cab里了&lt;br /&gt;A:Aiyo, 张那么大从来没见过两个那么笨的人！&lt;br /&gt;B:那怎么办？&lt;br /&gt;A:take cab, take cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, isn't A contradicting himself? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ahnvm, i shall stop laughing(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOONG: No, you're better(: if not howyou in netball team(: HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;MAXINE: Yes, it wasmy birthday(: haha. and and missyou, andthanks.&lt;br /&gt;SHERINA: HELLO, THANKYOU(:&lt;br /&gt;JOONG: yes, happy birthday to jaeeee.&lt;br /&gt;MAYA: omg no, that wasn't fun at all): LOL, i liked part oneandtwo! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ZHENGLI: ohnvm(: it's alright la.&lt;br /&gt;WENDI: THANKYOULOVE, YES I KNOW I'M GREAT AND CRAZY AND I KNOW YOU LOVE ME(:&lt;br /&gt;JOONG: RANDOMHIGHNESS(: HAHAHA. OKAYOKAY.&lt;br /&gt;SHAIKHA: OKAY ALRIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH: EH I DIDN'T GO, I STILL GET IT IF I GO ON WEDNESDAY RIGHT? OR ON FRIDAY!? PLEASE? PRETTY PLEASE? PRETTY PLEASE WITH CREAM ON TOP AND A STRAWBERRY AND RAINBOW COLORED SPRINKLES? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;getting my hair cut on wednesday! snipsnip, I dunno what to cut. My mom say try bangs. EE. Maybe. But I don't want so straight one and can push to one side one, and can pin up one so it's actually easier when i'm doing sports-.-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Jae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-8734468713360505839?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/8734468713360505839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=8734468713360505839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8734468713360505839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8734468713360505839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-from-occ.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-1604936574859761016</id><published>2008-03-07T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T19:56:08.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just took 10 mins to get to this stupid posting page -.- Blogger's srsly down... Haven't been able to get to any of the blogs for the past... half an hour? Or maybe it's just my fudsioufhioasduing computer. Wow. Fudsioufhioasduing. What a nice word. Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was rly crazy. I brought back my stupid fat big dictionary that the stupid LLS didn't even stamp on it): Yes, my table is FINALLY FINALLY &lt;b&gt;cleared&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;u&gt;neat&lt;/u&gt;. YAY I'M SO HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;AND THANK YOU TO FILZAH/MAYA/YS/NICOLE/DIANNE/CLAIRE(UGLYDUCKLING)/JULIA/JOONG/1E3/ALL THOSE THAT WISHED ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first present was a HANDSHAKE! HAHAHAHA. From my &lt;b&gt;DADDY&lt;/b&gt; on the way to school.&lt;br /&gt;YAY, oh cool.&lt;br /&gt;Second was from &lt;b&gt;JOONG&lt;/b&gt;. MARS BAR! omgomg.&lt;br /&gt;then from &lt;b&gt;JULIA&lt;/b&gt;. TOBLERONE. OMGOMG. I told her I wanted the bigbig rly big one, but it was from New Zealand. Then she cannot find so she bought &lt;b&gt;five&lt;/b&gt; for me o.0 omgomg. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Then... a COW from YS and NICOLE. YAY, pink and white with a ribbon on top, HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Ehhh. another COW(part one) from MAYA.&lt;br /&gt;Then bookmark/pencilcase(which i thought was to put my toothbrush-.-) from FILZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was so funny hahahah. Mdm Lenny was like "Oh, Happy Birthday, Daphne!" OMG so paiseh. But then Vidhya was telling us how she and Afiqa missed TJ's stop for the sports heats. Like they went all the way to Tanah Merah then they realised they missed the stop. Then all the way to Tampines then took a cab to TJ. omgomg haha. But surprisingly they made it on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECESS. PART TWO FROM MAYA WAS A CAKE(: HAHAHA. Thanks Maya, I want a candle next time. HAHAHA. Maths. OOH. I UNDERSTOOD WHAT THAT FAT PERSON WAS TALKING ABOUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerleading. Got chased out of 1E3 cause the stupid GG was using it to PUT THEIR FUDIOUFHIOASDUING BAGS. Then.. trng rly sucked. Eep. Home. I can't believe I slept all the way until nine plus then showered and stayed up watching tv until about like 12. There's a rose in my Dad's room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAPHNE&lt;br /&gt;JAE&lt;br /&gt;DAPHY&lt;br /&gt;DAFFY&lt;br /&gt;DAPH&lt;br /&gt;DAAAA&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;DAPHHAANEEEE&lt;br /&gt;this is dedicated to her&lt;br /&gt;thank you my friend&lt;br /&gt;for being there for me&lt;br /&gt;when i needed you the most&lt;br /&gt;all the crazy times i could not forget&lt;br /&gt;was all from you&lt;br /&gt;thank you my friend&lt;br /&gt;for giving me laughter&lt;br /&gt;all the smiley faces you given me&lt;br /&gt;were all uncountable&lt;br /&gt;thank you my friend&lt;br /&gt;for bearing all the craziness in me too&lt;br /&gt;thank you my friend&lt;br /&gt;for letting go&lt;br /&gt;letting go of the past and accepting me again&lt;br /&gt;you were a dear to me&lt;br /&gt;just to let you know&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;thank you my friend&lt;br /&gt;for befriending me when we were only p1!&lt;br /&gt;you were that spunky cute and pretty cutie in the school&lt;br /&gt;i was overjoyed for finding someone like you&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday my friend&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday daphne!&lt;br /&gt;love you and miss you loads!&lt;br /&gt;XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (times infinity)&lt;br /&gt;maxine(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS MAX, ILOVEYOU. And you didn't get my birthday wrong(:&lt;br /&gt;andand thanks to the rest for your chocolates/cows/hugs/wishes/cakes.&lt;br /&gt;and jae is no more sweet tooth, i can't stand too sweet things anymore.&lt;br /&gt;max will say "OMG, JAEEEE, HOW CAN YOU NOT BE MS SWEET TOOTH ANYMORE? OMG, JAE! YOU'VE BEEN SWEET TOOTH SINCE P1 OKAY HOW CAN YOU NOT BE SWEET TOOTH ANYMORE? JAE, I CANNOT GIVE YOU SWEETS ANYMORE HOW? I CANNOT GIVE YOU CHOCS ANYMORE HOW? JAE! JAE! BE SWEET TOOTH AGAIN!"&lt;br /&gt;omg haha. that's just what I imagine. i think she'll say how can i not be sweet tooth anymore, but i don't think she'll say the part about cannot give me sweets/chocs. hahaha. omg i'm gng crazy. i'm staying over at occ for the weekend. so byebye blog. and byebye bitches. and byebye tkgs. and byebye ALL MY DARLING FRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL BE BACK. MUAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;one last thank you to 1E3, thanks for being sucha GREAT class, screaming the happy birthday song for me(: "you're officially tkgians now, tkgians love to do that."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Jae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-1604936574859761016?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/1604936574859761016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=1604936574859761016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1604936574859761016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1604936574859761016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-just-took-10-mins-to-get-to-this.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-8806627948017002490</id><published>2008-03-05T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T20:45:31.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In Geog now(: I'm being a good girl, WE'RE ACTUALLY ALLOWED TO USE THE COMP YEA(: Yay, thanks Mrs Lai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;School's just another place I can escape into):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Jae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-8806627948017002490?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/8806627948017002490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=8806627948017002490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8806627948017002490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8806627948017002490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-geog-now-im-being-good-girl-were.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-1816665203072311653</id><published>2008-03-05T04:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T05:17:42.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously sick of school. Seriously. I feel like I was in P4 that time... Everyday siansian go school then come back and slack :/ Coach is being a dickhead, so is Mdm Seah. Oh fuck, I seriously don't want my birthday to come. Really. I even more don't want the Holidays to come. Holidays even more sian, everyday stay at home stare at the computer... Weekend over to OCC for my birthday. But I gotta clear my theory cos there's class tmr): I don't even know when Denise is coming home. I thought it today, apparently I was wrong hmn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School. Was stoning in class... During recess I think I was too hgih... I said "I can't wait for Art..." Then Maya stared at me like I was mad, then I said, "I wonder if I can throw another peanut at Mdm Seah!" And then she realised why I couldn't wait for Art. Class. Afiqa was having Sailing test. Then Vidhya and I were talking when she suddenly screamed, and I realised Madelaine was there o.0 I must be blind... Anyway. My butt got assaulted. Madelaine's got kicked once by Julia and she said it hurt like hell o.0 Legacy was crazy. "Switch!" And everyone runs about. "One minute, everyone in your row!" Everyone rushing each other. "543210!" Everyone screaming "ZERO POSITION!! ZERO POSITION!!" Hmn. Then rained like siao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trng in comp lab. Supposedly theory, but I think I spent two hours freezing my brain under then aircon listening to the coach talk about &lt;i&gt;one piece of paper&lt;/i&gt;... Then went down to court, did Defence. "DON'T LOOK AT THE BALL, LOOK AT YOUR OPPONENT!! I SAID DON'T LOOK AT THE BALLLLLL!!" Right, if we don't look at the ball how will we know where it is? And Coach's pronunciation is rly... &lt;i&gt;Weird&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Can you feel the scratch?" "Ribber the ball!" "Basketball involves alot of deeshen making!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW. HAHA. After trng, cabbed home. Felt so... Emo? Like cab ride was impossibly long. To me.. Traffic was killing. I basically stared at the seat the whole time. Eep. Home. SLACK. SLACK.&lt;br /&gt;I'm reliving my P4 life again:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg Aiwei just came online, like the first time since I added her, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAMANTHA: Eh I forgot la... Ohh hahaha. Nvm I can be blur at times too :x&lt;br /&gt;JOONG: 14 MARCH(: BRING CAMERA OKAY, THEN VIDEO US AND PUT ON YOUTUBE HAHAHA. Okay, Joong's photography skills are not bad, haha. Yes, be high.&lt;br /&gt;YS: Huh huh? "Maybe Clara..."&lt;br /&gt;MAXINE: LOVE&lt;3 I miss you. THREE HUGS OKAY. And nvm la, enjoy your camp(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Jae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-1816665203072311653?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/1816665203072311653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=1816665203072311653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1816665203072311653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1816665203072311653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/seriously-sick-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-2662315172291136150</id><published>2008-03-01T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T07:48:20.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the result of miscommunication and agitation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;hey maya, who's in cheerleading other than kristin, you, filz, me, joy, nicole and zaf? I forgot -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;haiyo&lt;br /&gt;sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;I RLY FORGOT OMG HAHAHAH YEA HOR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;ok wait i write on my blog sumthing then u go see hor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;eep tell we when you're done writing okay(: or posting. or whatever its called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;ok ok im done just adding final touches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;so so so can i go now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;yeah i guess .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;the color... asin shirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;all diff colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;the shirt la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;but thats not a rainbow leh._.&lt;br /&gt;rainbow is red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, pink.&lt;br /&gt;and then... mightbe disqualified also&lt;br /&gt;cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;ok ok nvm lahh&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;but srsly because the paper we wrote RED&lt;br /&gt;RED&lt;br /&gt;RED!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;RRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;WAIT ! DONT PRESSURIZE ME CAN ANOT&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;red&lt;br /&gt;red]&lt;br /&gt;and actually not everyone might be happy about their colors -.- cause i mean we already decided on red -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*FILZAH HAS BEEN ADDED*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;helloo !!&lt;br /&gt;filzaaaahh&lt;br /&gt;can u tok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;hellooo&lt;br /&gt;talk wad&lt;br /&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;explain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;let me repeat&lt;br /&gt;WE MIGHT BE FUCKING DISQUALIFIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE WE DIDN'T FUCKING FOLLOW THE COLORS OF THE SHIRT -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;haiyah&lt;br /&gt;ehhs&lt;br /&gt;we just say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;AND NOT EVERYONE MIGHT BE HAPPY ABOUT THE FUCKING COLORS CAUSE WE ANYWAY DECIDED ON RED ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;ehhs&lt;br /&gt;please lrohhs&lt;br /&gt;don come and shout at me and umairah lorhhs&lt;br /&gt;dont have means dun have lorhhs&lt;br /&gt;u captain&lt;br /&gt;u oso never come&lt;br /&gt;all the red tshirrts are like 6 dollars per shirt and we dont have 54 dollars in our hands??&lt;br /&gt;do we?&lt;br /&gt;and anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;OK OK LETS EXPLAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;no one else cam either&lt;br /&gt;so too bad lorhhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;THERE WERE NO RED SHIRTS THAT WERE 3 BUCKS .&lt;br /&gt;ONLY ONE I THINK AND ITS SUPER UGLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;who fucking said it had to be 3 bucks ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;EH dun come and curse and swear at us&lt;br /&gt;ohkay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE WE'RE FUCKING USING OUR BLOODY MONEYYYYY !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;DONT U GET IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;u didnt come either CAPTAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;NO1 PAID US TO GO AND DO THE TIRING JOB&lt;br /&gt;LOOKING FOR THE CHEAPEST SHIRSTS AROUND&lt;br /&gt;AND LAUGHING AND EMBARASSING URSELF IN A LIFT&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;I think theres such a thing existing, CLASS FUND, and i think you volunteered, Maya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;OMG IM LIKE SO WEIRD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;urmm&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;So you can't blame anyone for like having a 'tiring job'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;CLASS FUND IS BROKE&lt;br /&gt;joy says&lt;br /&gt;not much left&lt;br /&gt;after class party&lt;br /&gt;so how?/&lt;br /&gt;you told us to use our own money right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;OH AND BTW IM USING CAPS LOCK COZ IM SIK OF USING EMTICONS HOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;I said, use own money first, then BRING THE RECEIPT then only collect from class fund,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;but class fund almost finish&lt;br /&gt;then how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;Ya BUT CLASS FUND NOT THAT MUCH MONEY&lt;br /&gt;BRB&lt;br /&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;you know, every week, we each pay $1.50 to class fund, and then 1.50 x 40 EQUALS 60?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;every week mehhs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;Joy MIGHT be collecting on monday -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT U MEAN EVRY WEEK?&lt;br /&gt;BOT EVERY WEEK WAD&lt;br /&gt;ONLY ONCE&lt;br /&gt;ONE TIME ONLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;JOY IS FUCKING COLLECTING ON MONDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;HOW COME WE DONT KNOW&lt;br /&gt;THEY DIDNT WRITE IT ON THE BOARD&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;GG&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;SORRY&lt;br /&gt;MY DAD IN THE ROOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;THEY ALWAYS DON'T WRITE IT&lt;br /&gt;OKAY SPAM&lt;br /&gt;FIRST&lt;br /&gt;SO HE CAN'T SEE&lt;br /&gt;OKAY&lt;br /&gt;OKAY&lt;br /&gt;OKAY&lt;br /&gt;OKAY&lt;br /&gt;OKAY&lt;br /&gt;OKAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;HUH I DONT GET IT&lt;br /&gt;NVM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;joy says she only collect when neccessary lehhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;THEY ALWAYS DON'T WRITE IT ITS LIKE JUST TELL YOU THEN YOU PAY HER ONLY&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;BUT THEY DIDNT COLLECT LAST WEEK WAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S COLLECTING ON MONDAYYYY&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;OKAY? MOOOOOOOOOOONDAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;how u noe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I ASKED HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;YA HOW U NOE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;I, JAE, ASKED JOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;BUT HOW COME SHE DIDNT TELL THE WHOLE CLASS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;THE TREASURER, YOU KNOW?&lt;br /&gt;SHE ALWAYS DON'T TELL ONE&lt;br /&gt;ONLY ON THAT DAY ONEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;BUT I THINK SHE should TELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;I'M GONNA SAY IT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;EMPHASIS ON THE SHOULD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMG HOW CANNOT CONTROL OMG I DESPERATELY NEED TO SAY IT&lt;br /&gt;BUT ITS LIKE THAT ONEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HOWHOW I DESPO NEED TO SAY IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT cannot BE LIKE THAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;WHY YOU TELLING ME!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IF ITS AN EMERGENCY AND SHE NEEDS THE 1.50 AT THAT MOMENT AND SHE DIDNT EFFING ALARM THE CLASS ABOUT IT BEFORE THEN THAT WILL CAUSE A PROBLEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT THE FKING TREASURER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;walaus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;FKING TELL IT TO HER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;YA U HAVE A POINT THERE&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS KINDA FUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;daphne...why u must curse at us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;NO I RLY WANT TO SAYY ITTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO SAY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;F U C K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;HAIYA&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;GG&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;GG&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;OK SO HOW NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;people think you supporting girl guides -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;WHY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;ggggggg all the ggggggg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;U NOE JZ NOW ME N FIL AT TM THEN IN THE LIFT I LAFF FOR NO REASON&lt;br /&gt;SO EMBARASSING SIA&lt;br /&gt;OK SO LIKE UMMM .. DAPHNE UR COLOUR IS ORANGE&lt;br /&gt;FILZ UR COLOUR IS PURPLE&lt;br /&gt;AND UMM MINE IS PINK&lt;br /&gt;AND THE LIST GOES ON&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH Y SO QUIET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;cos&lt;br /&gt;im shocked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;M TOO&lt;br /&gt;*ME&lt;br /&gt;BUT IM HAVING FUN AT THE SAME TIME&lt;br /&gt;I DONT KNOW WHY&lt;br /&gt;I NOE IM WEIRD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;NOW YOU FUCKING SEE HOW I AM WHEN IM' AGITATED. MAYA SUPPORT GIRL GUIDES AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;OK NOW I SUPPET RED CROSS&lt;br /&gt;RC&lt;br /&gt;RC&lt;br /&gt;RC&lt;br /&gt;RC&lt;br /&gt;RC&lt;br /&gt;RC&lt;br /&gt;RC&lt;br /&gt;RC&lt;br /&gt;RC&lt;br /&gt;RC&lt;br /&gt;RC&lt;br /&gt;RC&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;*SUPPORT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;why u agitated&lt;br /&gt;too bad lorhhs&lt;br /&gt;no red shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;YA WE WANTED TO GET ONE SPECIALLY FOR YOU BUT IT WAS DAMN UGLY SO YA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;u wanna go around the whole of kovan to find shirts less than 5 dollars&lt;br /&gt;or 5 dollars exact??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;AND WE'RE USING OUR MONEY FIRST SO LIEK WHAT IF WE'RE GOING SHOPPING 2MRO AND WE DUN HAVE MONEY??&lt;br /&gt;LIKE ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;there are fucking eight cheerleaders. we have like... 60 dollars at hand now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;MY $$$$ ALL GONE&lt;br /&gt;I BROT $40&lt;br /&gt;FILZ BROT $20&lt;br /&gt;WE CANT POSSIBLY FINISH ALL OUR MONEY LIKE THT&lt;br /&gt;OK WAIT LISTEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;CLASS FUND WERE YOU GUYS EVEN READING&lt;br /&gt;CLASS FUND&lt;br /&gt;CLASS FUND&lt;br /&gt;CLASS FUUUUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;CLASS FUND . SCHMASS SCHMUND .&lt;br /&gt;WE USING OUR MONEY FIRST DO YOU GET IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU STILL GET IT BACK LATER&lt;br /&gt;YOU STILL GET IT BACK LATER!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;EMPHASIS ON THE FURSSSSTTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;EMPHASIS ON THE LATERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;YES I KNOW BUT WHAT IF NOT ENUF&lt;br /&gt;NOT ENUFF !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU VOLUNTEERED SO YOU SHLD BE MENTALLY PREPARED ALREADY&lt;br /&gt;AND I ALREADY EXPLAINED...&lt;br /&gt;ONE PERSON 1.50&lt;br /&gt;1.50 X 40 WE HAVE $60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;I DONT THINK THE RIGHT WORD IS VOLUNTEER&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I BET NO ONE WOULD HAVE BEEN ABLE TO DO IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;YOU SAID "I CAN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH TALK LAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;I CANNNN!!! EMPHASIS ON CAN&lt;br /&gt;ISN'T THAT VOLUNTEERING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;YA CAN MEANS CAN .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;thn if no one steps up to buy the shirts&lt;br /&gt;then who would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;THAT MEANS VOLUNTEERING COz THERES NO1 ELSE VOLUNTEERING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;THE POINT IS&lt;br /&gt;IF NOONE VOLUNTEERED&lt;br /&gt;THEN WE WOULD ALLL HAVE TO GO&lt;br /&gt;OR MAJORITY OF US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;REALLY VOLUNTEERING WILL BE SAYING I WANT TO DO IT&lt;br /&gt;EMPHASIS ON THE WANT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;BUT IN THE END YOU STILL SAID YOU WOULD DO IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHEN WOULD THAT ACTUALLY HAPPEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;YAH . CORRECT LAH . Y U REPEATING THE SAME THINGGGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;so youre trying to blame us lah&lt;br /&gt;ure not even GRATEFUL that we actually took the time to do something for team even though we're not the ones INCHARGE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;THIS SUDDENLY BECAME BORING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;its not boring&lt;br /&gt;its a fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;When as in? When what? as in going to buy the tees, we would have to fix a date, yeah, but majority of us would have to go.&lt;br /&gt;and maya, ithink you're crazy to be having fun&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;u noe what&lt;br /&gt;this is useless&lt;br /&gt;ohkay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;YEAH IF MAJORITY OF US WENT I DONT THINK WE'LL EVEN BE FIXED ON THE IDEA OF GETTING THE TEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;since&lt;br /&gt;u tink tht it wasnt necessary for us to go and buy&lt;br /&gt;ohkay lorhhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IN OUR MIND WE'LL JUST BE SAYING FUN FUN FUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;and no one bothers to do ANYTHIGN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;YA NO ONE BOTHERSSSSS !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;THEY DONT EVEN bother TO STAY BACK TO PRACTICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;IS THAT MY FAULT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;YA EXACTLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;SO WAT DO YOU THINK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;WHY DON'T YOU ASK THEM&lt;br /&gt;WHY ME&lt;br /&gt;HUH&lt;br /&gt;I STAY BACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;GOT 1 TIME U DIDNT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;MAYA, TRY. TRY!! DID I SAY I STAY BACK FOR ALL!? NO, I SAID TRY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;YOU THINK THEY WOULD bother TO GO BUY THE STUFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I CAN, I TRY MY BEST TO STAY BACK WHEN WE HAVE SESSIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;ohkay&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;BUT STILL ITS THEM THAT DON'T OKAY]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;if u say liddat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;NOT ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;then why u say&lt;br /&gt;When as in? When what? as in going to buy the tees, we would have to fix a date, yeah, but majority of us would have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;WAH FILZAH U LIKE VERY CALM AHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;u think they would bother&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;thye wouldnt&lt;br /&gt;come on lah&lt;br /&gt;daphne! u tink wad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;But we can't blame those that can't come because they're sick or anything like Joy and Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;AND EVEN IF THEY DID WE WONT BE DOING WHAT WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE DOPING ! WE WOULD BE HAVING FUN&lt;br /&gt;THNK ABOUT IT !!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHEN WE'RE WITH ALOT OF PPL GOING OUT AFTER SCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;ure not even grateful that we went to go buy the stuff and now you're like cursing at us...&lt;br /&gt;maya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;YA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;stop changing the subject&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;OK SORRY&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;Not neccessarily going out after school, but maybe weekends and everything, and still, the problem is that we already wrote red on the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;UM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;YES SO WE CAN GET SOMEBODY TO WEAR RED&lt;br /&gt;JUST 1 PERSON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;But they said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;WEEKENDS?? WE NEED HOMEWORK....AND LETS SEE.......URMMMMMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;IF DIFFERENT COLORS PLEASE SPECIFT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;AND SINCE UR SO WANTING TO GET FIXED ON THE EFFING PAPER .. I HAVE AN IDEA ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;*SPECIFY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;OH YHEAH....NEXT WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;WHY DONT U WEAR RED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;ehh&lt;br /&gt;daphne&lt;br /&gt;if u got so much problem with wat we did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;"Please Specify if cheerleaders are wearing different colors".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;WHY DONT YOU DO IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;then u CAN GO EXCHANGE THE SHIRTS FOR RED SHIRTS OHKAAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;You were the ones who ... what? ehhh ... What, I forgot, bought the shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;too bad lrohhs&lt;br /&gt;we bought diff colours&lt;br /&gt;why you so against us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;YAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;YOU didnt do it&lt;br /&gt;so too bad lrohhs&lt;br /&gt;ur th leaders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;And I think the term "PHONE" isn't at all alien to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;DAPHNE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;** LEADER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;And I never said I was the leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;u should be the one to do the buying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR IN THI CHEERLEADING THING CAN I ASK YOU&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO CONTRIBUTE AS A LEADER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;It was more like you because I never learnt the dance, so you were teaching me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;yeah:&lt;br /&gt;so did you try to do anything..like umm....make a cheer.&lt;br /&gt;no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;But the point is you guys volunteered. (About the shirts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;instead u went on and on about it being too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;MAKE A NEW DANCE STEP??&lt;br /&gt;EXACTLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;so what&lt;br /&gt;u DIDNT WANT US TO GO BUY IT&lt;br /&gt;THEN WHO WOULD TELL ME&lt;br /&gt;WHO??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;SO you can't say it's my fault for not buying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;u tink so easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;YOU VOLUNTEERED.&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;yah&lt;br /&gt;then dont come and lecture us about it lorhhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;DAPHNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WE VOLUNTEERED COZ NO1 ELSE VOLUNTEEEEEEREEEEDDD !!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;if u got a problem with what we did...then too bad lorhhs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT&lt;br /&gt;ALL YOU DID WAS ASK THE QUESTION : WHO CAN GO AND BUY THE SHIRTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;Maya, I explained. IF NO ONE VOLUNTEERED, we would all have to go, or I would go. But you volunteered first, so I didn't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;Because I wanted to check if there were any volunteers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;But there was, you, Maya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;u also never volunteer what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;YA U DIDNT SAY ANYTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;You don't get it do you? I asked "Who wants to buy?" And you said you could. So what's the point then, saying at that point of time, that I would?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;U GOTTA SAY IT . THAT WAS MY PROBLEM . BUT NOW I'LL JUST SAY WHAT I HAFTA SAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;Because you already volunteered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;so u can follow what&lt;br /&gt;if u want it to be YOUR way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;EXACTLY&lt;br /&gt;AT LEAST CALL TO FIND OUT WHATS GOING ON OR STUFFS&lt;br /&gt;I MEAN UR THE EFFING CAPTAIN !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;LOCATION, if MAYA went, she'd be going bedok. If I went, I'd be going Kovan.&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M NOT THE CAPTAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH FROM PASIR RIS EHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE&lt;br /&gt;I never said that&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even in charge of cheerleading&lt;br /&gt;Julia is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU ARE THE EFFING SPORTS CAPTAIN LAHH UUU !!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAH RALLY MAH&lt;br /&gt;*REALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;SPORTS CAPTAIN IS IN CHARGE OF BANNER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;HAIYP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;OKAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;ouhhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;BANNER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;(HAIYO&lt;br /&gt;WHY DIDNT YOU SAY THAT IN THE FIRSTPLACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;JULIA IS IN CHARGE OF CHEERLEADING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;so u dun wanna be in charge of cheerleading issit?&lt;br /&gt;ohkay lorhhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;You all always say "you also never ask"&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm telling you&lt;br /&gt;you never asked.&lt;br /&gt;so i assumed you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;we know&lt;br /&gt;but you joined cheerleading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;EXACTLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;so it kinda makes u in charge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;just cause i joined doesn't mean i'm fucking in charge okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;NO BUT I DIDNT KNOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;considering that you ARE captain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE I JOINED CAUSE I WANTED TO&lt;br /&gt;WANT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;fine&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;IS THAT EVEN ALIEN TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;so do u want to be?&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;one more thing&lt;br /&gt;we didnt call u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;I WANTEDO BE IN CHEERLEADING AND I STILL DO, BUT THE THING IS YOU JUST ALL ASSUMED I WAS IN CHARGE WHEN I NEVER EVEN WAS.&lt;br /&gt;* TO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;cos we knew that you would go on and on about us being disqualified and stuff like that&lt;br /&gt;so im asking u now&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU WANT TO BE CAPTAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;OK OK . SO DAPHNE JOINED CHEERLEADING COZ SHE WANTED TO CHEER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;But this is a COMPETITION. In COMPETITIONS, there are RULES. We, as participants, doesn't mean we don't need to FOLLOW the rules.&lt;br /&gt;If this competition didn't have any rules,&lt;br /&gt;okay fine, i'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;even the long cheer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;soo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;but what i'm doing? I just don't wanna see any of us, or 1E3, disqualified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE WE NEED TO FOLLOW THEM ! BUT DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE MEANING OF STANDING OUT OF THE CROWD???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;we wont be disqualified&lt;br /&gt;they'll just minus points what&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;BUT STANDING OUT OF THE CROWD DOESN'T MEAN WE HAVE TO BREAK THE RULES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;to settle it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;THEY SAID THEY WILL DISQUALIFY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE NOT BREAKING RULES&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE JUST NOT FOLLOWING THE PAPER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;IF WE DO NOT EHHH, FOLLOW WHAT WE WROTE ON THE PAPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;WE JUST ASK MS KUAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;DAPHNE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;Okay wait. let me tell you on that day first okay. Nothing about ... ... ... fighting or anything. Just let me tell you the... Whatever time to report.&lt;br /&gt;What time do you guys want to report?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;I THINK IT IS PLAIN RIDICULOUS FOR THEM TO GIVE US THE PAPER AND WHEN WE WRITE ON IT WE HAVE TO DO EXACTLY WHAT IT SAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;TELL THEM!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;TELLLLLLLLL THEMMMMMMMMMMMM]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;we should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;NOT MEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;report earlier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;TELL THEMMMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;and during the holz&lt;br /&gt;we should practice too&lt;br /&gt;this week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, okay. so what time do you want to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;we should finish up the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;NO I MEAN . THAT PAPER IS JUST TO WRITE OUR GENERAL IDEA GEDDIT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;This week, all recesses are practice sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;WAIT MAYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;and should e able to do the whole routing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;STOP TALKING ABOUT THT FIRST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;routine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;OK OK&lt;br /&gt;SORRY2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;maya is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so all recesses this week are practice sessions, COMPULSORY, unless like cca or anything, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;Anddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;U WANA STAY BACK MON,WED N FRI?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday/Friday, make it compulsory for them also. Unless like sick/cca/see teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;KKZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;So wait. What time do you want to report on 14th?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TIME WE have TO REPORT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;Latest should be 9:45, competition starts at 10, unless sec twos end earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;then we report 30 mins earlier lahh&lt;br /&gt;can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;crazy arhh&lt;br /&gt;we should report an hour earlier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but once we report, we cannot leave the... foyer. And the foyer is being used for competition. So we have to NOT register until 9:45 or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;to practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;ok ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;and find somewhere where noone can find us in case we're not allowed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;we go field to practice lorhhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;and somewhere where doesn't disturb sec twos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;i'm fine, but im' not sure if its allowed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;OK . DUN CARE WHETHER ALLOWED OR NOT&lt;br /&gt;RULES ARE MEANT TO BE VROKEN&lt;br /&gt;*broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU STOP BREAKING RULES, because I don't believe you want to disqualify 1E3. and why is everything about disqualifying, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH&lt;br /&gt;its disqualifying&lt;br /&gt;and why wont they let us come early to practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;I MEAN LIKE U GOTTA THINK LIKE A CRIMINAL U NOE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;Ask them, the stupid rule-setters -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;can u guys dont assum whether or nt we will be disqualified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;omg maya&lt;br /&gt;please don't say that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH:&lt;br /&gt;dun curse ur lorhhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;OK OK&lt;br /&gt;OK SO WHAT NW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;But I believe noone wants to see 1E3 disqualified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE NOT&lt;br /&gt;CRAZY AHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA:&lt;br /&gt;what now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE:&lt;br /&gt;So we either don't go or take the risk but find somewhere else where noone will find us.&lt;br /&gt;or go someone's house&lt;br /&gt;or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres more, just the rest is discussion about places. AND MAYA: I FORGOT TO TELL YOU. ABOUT THE GENERAL IDEA THING, &lt;b&gt;WHY ARE YOU EVEN TELLING ME? TELL THE PEOPLE WHO ORGANISED THIS STUPID COMPETITION, WHY TELL ME? I CAN'T CHANGE ANYTHING EVEN IF I KNOW, WHY TELL ME!?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad to be angry): Or sad):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-2662315172291136150?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/2662315172291136150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=2662315172291136150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/2662315172291136150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/2662315172291136150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/result-of-miscommunication-and.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-4652682139793650648</id><published>2008-03-01T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T03:20:19.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHICKEN SOUPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohno, ohno. I'm gonna be high after I finish my chicken soup. Too much starch. EEP.&lt;br /&gt;Okay let me finish my chicken soup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-4652682139793650648?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/4652682139793650648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=4652682139793650648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/4652682139793650648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/4652682139793650648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/03/chicken-souppppppppppppppppppppppppp.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-7724191961704304563</id><published>2008-02-29T23:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T00:20:07.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Egg and Ham..."&lt;br /&gt;YES, OOH, OOH, YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition dragged on for two hours .__. OMG the way cls reacted was so calm when she found out my exam marks.. Okay la, but she never scream at me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(translated from cheena!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLS: So how, your test...&lt;br /&gt;*No reply*&lt;br /&gt;CLS: Bad is it? DIE IS IT?&lt;br /&gt;ME: YEAH HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;CLS: Stop joking. What's your mark?&lt;br /&gt;ME: I RLY FAILED LA.&lt;br /&gt;CLS: Fail ah? Really ah?&lt;br /&gt;ME: YEA, lie for what?&lt;br /&gt;CLS: Show me show me.&lt;br /&gt;*takes out*&lt;br /&gt;CLS: oh, my god.&lt;br /&gt;ME: HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;CLS: Okay lor, work hard next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was damn shocked when she said that 0.0 I thought she'd scream . MMN . I'M HUNGRYYYYY . I WANT MY CHEEEEKEEEEN SHHOOUUPPP . LOL , should be chicken soup . MMN , i shall go search for my chicken soup . YS , I CAN'T BUY YOU A CHICKEN , I JUST KILLED IT TO MAKE MY CHICKEN SOUP . LOLLLL , no la , I dunno what to get you for your birthday . OH , i can give you a chicken , I think I still prefer campbells soup , lol . Eh , i want another egghamsa , how . I'm too lazy to go make it myself . My bro is hopeless too aiyo . I shall wait until dinner when I can eat my chicken soup . YAY . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;JOONG&lt;/u&gt;: YAY OF COURSE YOU LOVE IT , HAHAHAHAHA. JAE MADE IT, AND IT'S JAEJOONG&lt;3 OKAYYYYYYYYYY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MAYA&lt;/u&gt;: OKAY I WON'T GET HER A DOG . I'LL GIVE HER A ... A ... A ... HUG ! YAY HUGGING IS EASY AND FREEEEEEE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SAMANTHA&lt;/u&gt;: HAHAHAHAHA YES I CAN FIGHT YOUUUU !! NONO, WRONG ALREADY, I KNEW JAEJOONG EARLIER EARLIER THAN YOUUUUU(: NYAHAHAHAHAHA , BWAHAHAHAHAHA , MUAHAHAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Jae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-7724191961704304563?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/7724191961704304563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=7724191961704304563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/7724191961704304563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/7724191961704304563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/egg-and-ham.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-1971238956970024739</id><published>2008-02-29T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:14.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JOONG FINALLY POSTED THE PICS(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gcwCi3QHI/AAAAAAAAAjo/tmgjD1DUjqo/s1600-h/29022008001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172415783677411442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gcwCi3QHI/AAAAAAAAAjo/tmgjD1DUjqo/s200/29022008001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QIAN AND JOONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gc4ii3QII/AAAAAAAAAjw/s5ARisNdah4/s1600-h/29022008005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172415929706299522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gc4ii3QII/AAAAAAAAAjw/s5ARisNdah4/s200/29022008005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEYYYYY STAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gdBSi3QJI/AAAAAAAAAj4/gKggr8sqGFY/s1600-h/DSC00163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172416080030154898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gdBSi3QJI/AAAAAAAAAj4/gKggr8sqGFY/s200/DSC00163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUT-OF-SHAPE STAR WITH FILZAH'S RUFFLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gdMSi3QKI/AAAAAAAAAkA/g8TOAij8Va8/s1600-h/DSC00143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172416269008715938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gdMSi3QKI/AAAAAAAAAkA/g8TOAij8Va8/s200/DSC00143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, JOONG DRAWN OUT! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gdhCi3QLI/AAAAAAAAAkI/ajXzPBeIvhY/s1600-h/DSC00144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172416625491001522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gdhCi3QLI/AAAAAAAAAkI/ajXzPBeIvhY/s200/DSC00144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY FULL ONE FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gdxii3QMI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/EcH_AwUurg0/s1600-h/DSC00145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172416908958843074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gdxii3QMI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/EcH_AwUurg0/s200/DSC00145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOONG AND SIANGMIN(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gd9ii3QNI/AAAAAAAAAkY/3n4jXBCwU0E/s1600-h/DSC00146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172417115117273298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gd9ii3QNI/AAAAAAAAAkY/3n4jXBCwU0E/s200/DSC00146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOONG AND JULIA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8geQSi3QOI/AAAAAAAAAkg/YCnThdha6VQ/s1600-h/DSC00149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172417437239820514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8geQSi3QOI/AAAAAAAAAkg/YCnThdha6VQ/s200/DSC00149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOONG AND KRISTIN(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gefCi3QPI/AAAAAAAAAko/mWH-6oWeScc/s1600-h/DSC00150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172417690642890994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gefCi3QPI/AAAAAAAAAko/mWH-6oWeScc/s200/DSC00150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE THE PRO PHOTOGRAPHER, JOONG AND THEREST DRAWINGGGG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8geoii3QQI/AAAAAAAAAkw/KBiZMUaW2xI/s1600-h/DSC00151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172417853851648258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8geoii3QQI/AAAAAAAAAkw/KBiZMUaW2xI/s200/DSC00151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE THE PRO PHOTOGRAPHER AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8ge9ii3QSI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Sz1hQxBWW3g/s1600-h/DSC00154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172418214628901154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8ge9ii3QSI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Sz1hQxBWW3g/s200/DSC00154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gewii3QRI/AAAAAAAAAk4/L9T8vyHTcJE/s1600-h/DSC00152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172417991290601746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gewii3QRI/AAAAAAAAAk4/L9T8vyHTcJE/s200/DSC00152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gffSi3QTI/AAAAAAAAAlI/DT4Cue7e8no/s1600-h/DSC00153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172418794449486130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gffSi3QTI/AAAAAAAAAlI/DT4Cue7e8no/s200/DSC00153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gfqyi3QUI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/U7d0eLTJfmg/s1600-h/DSC00156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172418992017981762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gfqyi3QUI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/U7d0eLTJfmg/s200/DSC00156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA! (i think vidhya drew this...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gf2Ci3QVI/AAAAAAAAAlY/7aGcCdwN6yc/s1600-h/DSC00157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172419185291510098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gf2Ci3QVI/AAAAAAAAAlY/7aGcCdwN6yc/s200/DSC00157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZZZZZZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8ggSCi3QWI/AAAAAAAAAlg/m-Wd7YK8Gbk/s1600-h/DSC00158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172419666327847266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8ggSCi3QWI/AAAAAAAAAlg/m-Wd7YK8Gbk/s200/DSC00158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEAREICHIBANINDIFFLANGUAGES! JOONG WROTE THE JAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8ggdyi3QXI/AAAAAAAAAlo/JjYBSjrkT3o/s1600-h/DSC00159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172419868191310194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8ggdyi3QXI/AAAAAAAAAlo/JjYBSjrkT3o/s200/DSC00159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALF FINISHED FOOOOOOOODD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gg7Ci3QYI/AAAAAAAAAlw/w5KE0-pGazs/s1600-h/DSC00160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172420370702483842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gg7Ci3QYI/AAAAAAAAAlw/w5KE0-pGazs/s200/DSC00160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANDID SHOT OF DIANNE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8ghSyi3QZI/AAAAAAAAAl4/WQHm5XyqdPg/s1600-h/DSC00161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172420778724376978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8ghSyi3QZI/AAAAAAAAAl4/WQHm5XyqdPg/s200/DSC00161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROW ONE: JIAXIN/CLAIRE,&lt;br /&gt;ROW TWO: KIMBERLYN/CHERYL/CHEWRAH&lt;br /&gt;ROW THREE: ZHENGLI/CHANTEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8giVii3QaI/AAAAAAAAAmA/TB27iYe0NlI/s1600-h/DSC00162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8giVii3QaI/AAAAAAAAAmA/TB27iYe0NlI/s200/DSC00162.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172421925480645026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH AND HER RUFFLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gidyi3QbI/AAAAAAAAAmI/0hydiax-9ro/s1600-h/DSC00164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gidyi3QbI/AAAAAAAAAmI/0hydiax-9ro/s200/DSC00164.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172422067214565810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOONG AND JULIA'S CUP! (I DIDN'T HAVE ONE, LOLLL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gimCi3QcI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Mrdwkv0suds/s1600-h/DSC00165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gimCi3QcI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Mrdwkv0suds/s200/DSC00165.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172422208948486594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOONG'S CUP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gisSi3QdI/AAAAAAAAAmY/73TxVAnGbKA/s1600-h/DSC00166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gisSi3QdI/AAAAAAAAAmY/73TxVAnGbKA/s200/DSC00166.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172422316322669010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QIAN, JELLY AND AUD~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gjkCi3QfI/AAAAAAAAAmk/4YGiwzMSQVA/s1600-h/DSC00167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gjkCi3QfI/AAAAAAAAAmk/4YGiwzMSQVA/s200/DSC00167.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172423274100376050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QIAN AND MAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gjuii3QgI/AAAAAAAAAms/KjAs4561joM/s1600-h/DSC00172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gjuii3QgI/AAAAAAAAAms/KjAs4561joM/s200/DSC00172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172423454489002498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CIRCULAR BLOCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gj1yi3QhI/AAAAAAAAAm0/JqXGDQIW7mQ/s1600-h/DSC00173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gj1yi3QhI/AAAAAAAAAm0/JqXGDQIW7mQ/s200/DSC00173.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172423579043054098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FIELLLDDDD WITH THE LONGJUMPPITTTTT(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'MDONEIM'DONE.&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Anyone wanna take me see &lt;i&gt;The Leap Years&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;P. P. S: I JUST REALISED I HAVE THE KUNG FU DUNK CD(:&lt;br /&gt;P. P. P. S: JOONG, ARE YOU COMING DOWN DURING MARCH HOLS TO SUPPORT 1E3 CHEERLEADING!? MUST OKAYYYYYY, THEN WE CAN ALL BE HIGHHHHH TOGETHER.&lt;br /&gt;P. P. P. P. S: Just wanna say if you are gonna post, don't put so many 'P. S - es'.&lt;br /&gt;P. P. P. P. P. S: Just realised I'm doing tht myself ._.&lt;br /&gt;P. P. P. P. P. P. S: Right, another just to sign off! &lt;3Jae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-1971238956970024739?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/1971238956970024739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=1971238956970024739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1971238956970024739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1971238956970024739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/joong-finally-posted-pics-qian-and.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R8gcwCi3QHI/AAAAAAAAAjo/tmgjD1DUjqo/s72-c/29022008001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33622285.post-540619982479717085</id><published>2008-02-29T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T04:02:29.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LONG TIME NO POST): no time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot all about the week, but I rmbr I threw a peanut at Mdm Seah tho... Today was FUN(: Ehhh. I don't rmbr anything about the classes... I was stoning throughout... Ehhh. Recess. Half way through... Klarissa went "I love M Squared! I love M Squared! I love M Squared!" OMG LOL. Ehhh. Class Party. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LASTED LIKE ONLY 36MINUTES AND 32SECONDS&lt;/span&gt;. OMGWTF. Anyway. After that played last games with Siti and Tracy. Double wacko. Paired with Joong. Then... Ehhhh. Yeah, everytime someone called me was so crazy la. Like "JOONG! JOOOOOONG! JOOOOONG! AHHHHHH!" OMG LOL. Ehhh, then. Joong kept screaming something about "Truth, Dare, Double dare, something something something YEAH." HAHAHA, the somethings had words la, but I forgot._. Last dare was hilarious. Dared Kristin to go to the fence &amp;amp; yell over to the TKS guys "I LOVE YOUUUUU!!" And she went 0.0 Filz video-ed it down haha. Then... Went for trng. Forgot to bring PE -.- Then the fucking coach don't let me train lol... SO... I sat there and stoned... Then this snr, had gastric 0.0 Called Chin I think. Eh wait, Teo Chin. Yeah. She was teaching me how to coordinate my fingers. Like making my fingers walk about LOL. OMG HAHA. But her coordination skills are like woah. HAHAHAH. Eh. The snrs had a talk with Ms Mo about the coach... Then he came up to me and ask "Very boring right?" OMG SO HIMBO. EEEEEKK. Then he made me dribble the ball SITTING DOWN. WHY!? BECAUSE "I'LL SWEAT IF I STAND" AND THEN MY BLOUSE BECOMES SEMI-SEETHROUGH WHEN IT'S WET. Teochin is nice(: Aiyo. Then. Home. Almost everyone is going overseas... My parents are overseas. Denise on OBM. Left me and my bro. Haiyo. Ehhhh. Next week got class comm trng... Ehhh. On Ys's birthday, she wants a chicken. But I'm giving her a dog which won't shit so it turns into fertilizer, then to protein, then into VITAMIN ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;JOONG&lt;/u&gt;:  OMG MS KIM SOUNDS WEIRD TOO. SO I SHALL CALL YOU JOONG. ANYWAY DECIDED TODAY ALRD LOL. And is it rly cheem? I thought it's like ... dunno? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;AMANDA&lt;/u&gt;: I MISS YOU TOOOOOOO): YAY I GOT A TAG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;GO N DIE&lt;/u&gt;: OH RIGHT! THANKS, SAME TO YOUUUU(: AND nice name, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MAXINE&lt;/u&gt;:  MY NAME IS NOT DAPHNE, MY NAME IS JAE! HAHAHA. AND YAY, YES I'VE CHEERED UP. AND OMG JIAYOU FOR YOUR UBIN CAMP! NOOOOOOOOO, MY BIRTHDAYYYYYYYY! ZOMG. NOW YOU OWE ME THREE HUGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;WENDI&lt;/u&gt;: WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNN-DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!! I MISS YOUUUUUU): How. How. How. I want a hug):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Jae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-540619982479717085?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/540619982479717085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=540619982479717085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/540619982479717085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/540619982479717085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/long-time-no-post-no-time.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-5658410523234340006</id><published>2008-02-23T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T09:17:38.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm seriously angry with some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like... Not you la, Maya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this situation:&lt;br /&gt;A, B and C are running about playing. They're all having fun. Then B hurts herself. She blames A. She goes "Now my leg/whatever hurts all because of A!" And in the first place B was playing also. Now who's fault is it? &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;... RI-IGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice one, B... It's A's fault. WOW. And who was the one having fun? Hmnnn... Let me see, A, B and C! WHAT HAPPENED TO C!? Just cause C's B's good friend so it becomes A's fault. And in the first place B accidentally hurt her whatever while playing, so how come the blame falls on A? Wow, twisted analogy. I don't understand B &lt;i&gt;at all&lt;/i&gt;... I rly don't understand ... Eep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;D&lt;/u&gt;: IS IT A CHICK!? I THINK CALLING IT A CHICKEN SOUNDS NICER LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MAXINE&lt;/u&gt;: YESSS, OF COURSE! I GOT GOOD TASTE:D haha lol. you still owe me a hug):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;VANESSA&lt;/u&gt;: school's... claustrophobic... eep. that thingy is so cheem ._. Staircase E is the staircase outside your class... Leading to the rooftop that one(: But the picture I took is the one leading to the rooftop(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MAYA&lt;/u&gt;: Uhhh... Okay... Uhh yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-5658410523234340006?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/5658410523234340006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=5658410523234340006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5658410523234340006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5658410523234340006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-seriously-angry-with-some-people.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-8711205052640715464</id><published>2008-02-23T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T00:48:27.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Have you done your homework?"&lt;br /&gt;No. Stop asking that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was... I wasn't allowed to sleep in... Got up and ... I have no idea why I went with my dad &amp;amp; sis to pick up my bro... Home. Did the two coverpages which I did half-asleep. Ehhh. I'm supposed to be doing History now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD. THIS IS MESSING ME UP. WHY THE HELL IS EVERYONE QUITTING? IF YOU WANTED TO QUIT THEN WHY DID YOU SIGN UP IN THE FIRST PLACE? DO YOU KNOW HOW IRRITATING IT IS? CANCELLING AND REWRITING, CANCELLING AND REWRITING? NOW I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO'S IN AND WHO'S OUT. CAN YOU GUYS PLEASE MAKE UP YOUR MINDS BEFORE SIGNING UP, CAUSE I DON'T WANNA KEEP CANCELLING AND REWRITING UNTIL THE PAPER'S FUCKING ILLEGIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay if i die early it's all your fault cos this thing is fucking getting me angry. okayokay.i shall go get an ice pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right. History's waiting for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-8711205052640715464?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/8711205052640715464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=8711205052640715464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8711205052640715464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8711205052640715464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/have-you-done-your-homework-no.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-5877684334427984369</id><published>2008-02-22T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T05:55:30.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school is stressful. It's only February and we're fighting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt really like todae . it sucks . today like a lot of ppl sick . i got nose block . ear block . and throat block . dont ask . then erm aftetr sch i stay bk wif ys n dianne . we were laughing liek amd in the classrm again . then right . i was saying "lets go to the shops" lah then ys said "eh stop talking malay lah" then i laugh like mad then i tell her y i laugh then she laugh like mad verii funee so i laugh until i cannot breathe and knocked down a table . IT FELL ON MY LEG . OOOWWW !! VERY PAIN !! Then ys chase me . HAHAHA ! SHE CANNOT CATCH ME ! yay ! then i was just outside the class door n ys was inside . then i said "EH MDM KHOO" then yueshan run inside sia .so fUNEE ! Her face very funy before she laugh !! hahaha then filzah n daphne go pp . i thot they will go then cum back v late then don go cheerleading but then they didnt . so ya i was late . then we do soulja boy then we added just 1 move . im really frustrated . all we do is go over the moves . thats all . nothing ever gets done . we dont discuss or whatever . then i was partnering filzah then daphne said she wana partner filzah ! then daphne gets chosen ! UGH ! HATER . but im still friends wif her . then like me n kristin hafta go for drama then we like wana leave and i really wnated to leave coz we werent really doing anything so like ya . sorry ah filzah n daphne . i just wasnt feelin it . then they say we unreliable . so what sey . they more unreliable lah . yaay ! going POPEYES at the airport for dinner ! YAYAYAYAY!!! yummmm .. Toodles .&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya, uhh... I'm sorry if you feel weird or anything, I mean Filzah was your friend first uhs... It feels weird being angry at you, but I'm not... And I explained to you on your blog already uhs... But anyway... The reason we keep doing the dance over and over again is cause alot of the people don't know the dance so we have to make sure they like... Uhh... know the dance... And yeah, it's hard to discuss when like... Everyone's going off... So yeah... Uhhh... Like... About the partner that one... I dunno, maybe cos you wanted to stand in front, but cos you partnered mao then you had to stand behind la... Uh... But yeah, maybe you shoulda like... Said that you felt unhappy or anyth... Because like... We won't know what you're thinking? Uhhh... Yeah... I mean like... I know you and Filzah were friends in like Primary School already yeah... Like... Sorry okays... Cause I rly don't wanna like... Fight or anything... It just feels weird la... Uhh... Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;first it was you, then maya, so who's next, why's the fucking world getting pissed just cause me and filzah are friends? is this what a friendship is all about? why are you all so fucking pissed just cause me and filzah do almost everything together? why are you guys acting this way? i rly don't wanna fight la, and it's hard being angry at you guys... uh... i rly don't know what to say la... i just hope someday you guys can accept my friendship with filzah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-5877684334427984369?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/5877684334427984369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=5877684334427984369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5877684334427984369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5877684334427984369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/school-is-stressful.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-4070164334294303218</id><published>2008-02-22T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:15.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Why's that girl always holding a camera?"&lt;br /&gt;Good question... Do you wanna ask her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Kristin.&lt;br /&gt;I feel weird today :/ Gastric acting up in the morning again... Ys was asking if I wanted to go home, haha. But cannot, cos got CAAA and then still must have MC, which I do not have): And I feelbad about not going back to RS. Eep. I miss you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss sitting beside Maxine, I miss Wendi and Jieyun in front of us. I miss Junrong and Bryan beside us, I miss Shawn running around the class trying to be mad, swinging the broom trying to stop me from taking pictures. I miss seeing dgh and gareth fighting, I miss the seeing the stupid fish pond when we look down, i miss the stupid bald field... I miss playing poker with Maxine and... Ehh... Jiayi? Was it her... I miss the planet-ed wall done by our snrs, I miss the six levels that I used to run up, I miss the main spine and the spiral staircase... I miss the statue in the foyer, I miss the IBC): I miss the Staircase C2 sign... I miss the TC9 paper on our door. I miss taking pictures od Jiayi looking bored. I miss playing at Staircase E. I miss teasing Aiwei and Bryan, I miss asking Shawn for LPT Current Affairs, I miss being able to talk abit of Chinese with that cheena Denise... Since we were all chinese it was easier): I miss playing with water with Shawn... I miss being scared of ttocs, I miss going around school pissing the teachers off. I MISS 6MET): AND TEHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R76_5AOG-eI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ycgfLq-el9Q/s1600-h/IMG_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169780408300534242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R76_5AOG-eI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ycgfLq-el9Q/s200/IMG_0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we were supposed to be doing homework in Mr Bong's class :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R77A2gOG-fI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/b9HrVocZ-E4/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R77A2gOG-fI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/b9HrVocZ-E4/s200/IMG_0041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169781464862489074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that IS Shawn, swinging the broom around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R77B-AOG-gI/AAAAAAAAAjY/IYrd2MCItY0/s1600-h/IMG_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R77B-AOG-gI/AAAAAAAAAjY/IYrd2MCItY0/s200/IMG_0075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169782693223135746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THESPIRALSTAIRCASE):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R77DKwOG-hI/AAAAAAAAAjg/m8wkJ3XxroU/s1600-h/IMG_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R77DKwOG-hI/AAAAAAAAAjg/m8wkJ3XxroU/s200/IMG_0160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169784011778095634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAIRCASE E):&lt;br /&gt;It's no use complaining now anyway :/ We all have to move on one day...&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WAS BAD): Yes, bad. Very. Cramps/Gastric in the morning. NO CHOCOLATE WITH ME. So, ys (being the unhelpful person she is) said, "During Mdm Lenny's class I ask her if I can go Caltex and buy chocolate for you okay?" argh. Ehh, LSS. I was not listening... Cheena. I think I failed my whatever 听写. I didn't study whatever. English... Uhhhh. Spelling? Did twice cos apparently some people did very badly... Recess. I must be rly unlucky. In the morning saw Madelaine already, then recess saw her again): Ehh no. Filzah left her waterbottle in science lab 0.0 And she didn't dare go in to the science lab to take it. So I was like standing inside looking so OUT, trying to get her to come in 0.0 lol. Uhh. Class. Scribbling on the board... Maths really sucked. All she does is sit in front of the stupid computer and click click click while we just watch. That's why I never listen in class... Um. After maths... Stayed in class for awhile, hugging and telling Afiqa she'd better run quick or I'd set Madelaine on her. Ehhh. Then went with Filzah to pp. And I called Vidhya wanting to talk to Afiqa but they were talking to each other during the call and someone said (i dunno whether it was Vidhya or Afiqa) "EH I DON'T WANNA TALK TO YOU!" I think it was Afiqa. LOL. Cos first I said I was Filzah, then Daphne, then Madelaine. LOL. Then... after that bussed back to school. And then did Crank That. BUT people are still quitting... ARGH. I wish they'd stop that. Umm. Filzah &amp; I left at 3, and we saw the coach lol. We ponned training lol. Filzah didn't want to go. My parents can't fetch me and I don't think they quite approve of me taking pub transport at peak hour... So yeah, apparently I "twisted my knee". I didn't twist my knee la, but it's true that I injured my knee. Ummmm. Then... Caught a bus to Bedok Interchange with Cassandra, Shimin, Nicole and Filzah. But Cass, Shimin and Nic stopped after us cos they still had tennis. Ehhh. Met my sis. Checked my "Ee-Zee". SEE FILZAH. I CAN SAY EE ZEE ALSO. And yes, my "Ee-zee" was not invalidated after all 0.0 Ehh. Went to Eunos and alighted cos apparently my dad said we were "Going around the whole of Singapore." LOL. Then... Home, guess what, I FELL ASLEEP UNTIL PAST DINNER 0.0 Woah. Dancing and jumping is tiring yea. Yea. Showering while raining is nice. Cos come out already then very cold. It was raining rly heavily just now 0.0 Hmn.. Don't feel like gng for tuition tmr):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-4070164334294303218?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/4070164334294303218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=4070164334294303218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/4070164334294303218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/4070164334294303218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/whys-that-girl-always-holding-camera.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R76_5AOG-eI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ycgfLq-el9Q/s72-c/IMG_0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33622285.post-8665983388443476001</id><published>2008-02-21T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T00:58:32.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Did your hair just grow long overnight?"&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after numerous tries, the computer finally lets me into the stupid Blogger homepage. Hmn :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School... Was... Ehh... Fine. Ponned PE... NONO, I didn't. I did warm ups with the class, then I didn't do the jumps. Too lazy:/ Then... Oh yeah, Sec 1/3'08 is extremely uncooperative): How leh. Some only, including that stupid &lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. So evil. But I found a way to make ys and Maya run faster, lol. Ehh. So. Recess... HAHA. Filzah ate my food cause it wasn't nice. Rather I didn't like it, lol. Maths... I FELL ASLEEP. Seriously, like while she was slooooowly explaining the algebra): I shouldn't fall asleep anymore... If not I'll seriously fail Maths. Hmn. Music was... Ehh, stressful. I didn't bring my recorder, lol. Not that I care anyway, I don't even have one. Then have... Quiz... And then one more song for us to play &lt;s&gt;happily&lt;/s&gt; on the recorder. Whatever. Sleepy): Piano later. Oh yes, theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ICAN'TFUCKINGSTANDYOUANYMORE,JUSTQUITITALRIGHT,CAUSEIT'SREALLYTIRINGNOW,&lt;br /&gt;IDON'TKNOW,IFTHISISWHATYOURDEFINITIONOFFRIENDSHIPISLIKETHEN&lt;br /&gt;IDON'TWANTAFRIENDSHIPWITHYOU.IREALLYREALLYHATETHISANDI'MREALLYREALLYTIRED.&lt;br /&gt;THEREASONI'MDOINGALLTHISISBECAUSEOFYOU.IDON'TWANTTODOITBUT&lt;br /&gt;I'MREALLYFUCKINGTIRED.JUSTQUITITANDLEAVEMEALONE.&lt;br /&gt;YOUMAKEITSOUNDLIKEITSMYFAULTBUTYOUARETHEONE.&lt;br /&gt;YOUKEEPSAYINGIKEEPCHANGINGFRIENDS,BUTTHEREASONIDOITISCAUSEYOUSUDDENLYDON'T&lt;br /&gt;TALKTOMESOITALKTOOTHERPEOPLE,DON'TYOUFUCKINGGETIT,JUSTFUCKINGLEAVEMEALONEALREADY,&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT.CAUSEI'MREALLYSICKOFIT,ANDI'MTIREDOFALLTHIS.I'MTIREDOFYOU.&lt;br /&gt;I'MTIREDOFFUCKINGTRYINGTOHOLDONTOTHISFRIENDSHIPWHENIKNOWIT'SNOUSESUSTAININGIT.&lt;br /&gt;IKNOWYOUDON'TLIKEMENOMORE,IDON'TEITHER,I'MREALLYSICKOFYOUINSULTINGMEANDLAUGHING.&lt;br /&gt;DOYOUKNOWWHYIDON'TTALKTOYOUATTIMES?ITSCAUSEYOUKEEPINSULTINGMEANDIDON'TKNOWWHATTOSAY,SOIJUSTSHUTUPALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;ITSBECAUSEYOUKEEPINSULTINGMEANDI'MREALLYSICKOFIT.&lt;br /&gt;I'MSICKOFYOUSAYINGTHINGSLIKE"OMG,YOUHAVEABRAIN?"&lt;br /&gt;OKAY,CAUSEI'MREALLYTIRED,&lt;br /&gt;ALLTHISISZAPPINGMYENERGYAND&lt;br /&gt;IREALLYREALLYCAN'TSTANDITNOLONGER.&lt;br /&gt;MAYBEYOUWON'TBEREADINGTHIS,BUTWHOCARES,&lt;br /&gt;IFYOUDOTHENIHOPEYOUUNDERSTAND.LEAVEMEALONE,I'MTIRED.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training yesterday sucked. Oo. It was okay, sucked as in the coach sucked. Okay, lol. Ehh. OH FREEEAK. THEORY, I FORGOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-8665983388443476001?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/8665983388443476001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=8665983388443476001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8665983388443476001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8665983388443476001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/did-your-hair-just-grow-long-overnight.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-1226366721030225979</id><published>2008-02-19T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T00:21:19.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess we were doing the Soulja Boys dance at the grass patch, lol. Then someone sprayed water down from lvl 2 onto us. LOL. But I didn't exactly get wet, my arm did... Ehhhh. During Legacy... The fire alarm went off. Then class was damn noisy, but then Maya heard it and said, "Eh, what's that?" I went "The fire alarm, you idiot..." Maya replied, "So we must run right!?" Then ys said, "Must run!? Who say one!? Need to run!?" OMG LOL. after school... caught a bus down to Siglap to meet my mom then she fetched me home. wow. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA: LOL, haha. I'm gonna buy somemore...&lt;br /&gt;DENISE: I think it's you, cos you're the one who's assignments are handed up on friday, lol. why's your name D... HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-1226366721030225979?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/1226366721030225979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=1226366721030225979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1226366721030225979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1226366721030225979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-7159027652280467604</id><published>2008-02-18T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T00:28:29.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;thisdoesnotfeelgood.no,notatall):irlydon'twantthisanymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd last lesson for infolit): Took alot of pictures with msaysha. she's like damn nice, can't believe like so fast say bye):  hmn. Afiqa likes to disappear somewhere and get my butt kicked by Madelaine... Everytime Madelaine's looking for her, she's gone and I'll start yelling for her and my butt suffers. AFIQA. OMG. Ehhh, CAs today sucked):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAMANTHA: I stay &lt;u&gt;opposite&lt;/u&gt; heartland mall! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH: Yes, i really bought a chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-7159027652280467604?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/7159027652280467604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=7159027652280467604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/7159027652280467604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/7159027652280467604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/thisdoesnotfeelgood.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-551890038195200447</id><published>2008-02-17T04:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:16.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, I was buying a CHICKEN. But I didn't buy &lt;u&gt;a&lt;/u&gt; chicken, I bought chicken&lt;u&gt;s&lt;/u&gt;! HAHAHA. SEE THE CHICKEN STORY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am White. Boo Hoo): I feel so sad! I am lonely):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R7gmhQOG-aI/AAAAAAAAAio/KiqPSwddkRw/s1600-h/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167922925139327394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R7gmhQOG-aI/AAAAAAAAAio/KiqPSwddkRw/s200/IMG_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I am Yellow! Lets be friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R7gnzgOG-bI/AAAAAAAAAiw/pajgGBlWHAo/s1600-h/IMG_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167924338183567794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R7gnzgOG-bI/AAAAAAAAAiw/pajgGBlWHAo/s200/IMG_0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BONK* ARGHHHHH!! ---silence...---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R7golAOG-cI/AAAAAAAAAi4/OAsLAVdck_E/s1600-h/IMG_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167925188587092418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R7golAOG-cI/AAAAAAAAAi4/OAsLAVdck_E/s200/IMG_0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH! NO! YELLOW! DON'T DIE ON ME! YELLOOOOOWWW! SAY SOMETHING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R7gptwOG-dI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Opb6hK-Q2zs/s1600-h/IMG_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167926438422575570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R7gptwOG-dI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Opb6hK-Q2zs/s200/IMG_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I feel lame. OHH OHH OHH. Just now went Comics Connection(: And I saw likealot of TVXQ photos(: HAHAHA. And I saw 棒棒糖 also. *Kristin screams.* LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ihatethis,whydidiseeyoujustnow,keepawayalright,ireallyreallydon'twannabedrawnintothis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MAXINE&lt;/u&gt;: It's not so rude, it's like ex rude. And their English right, they copy the Americans also... Singaporeans have Singlish Trademark okay! (: YOUOWEMEAHUG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SAMANTHA&lt;/u&gt;: HAHAHA. Happy Valentines/Total Defence Day(: And your Mars Bar saved me from my cramps. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;WENDI&lt;/u&gt;: Uhh. Basketball is on Wednesdays &amp;amp; Fridays, 3:30 to 6:30. So I cannot go):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MAYA&lt;/u&gt;: Ms Sharifah thinks you're les. And you're crazy. Like, going "Animals pffttt HAHAHAHAHA. *Takes a deep breath* Animals pfftttt HAHAHAAHAHA."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;JACE&lt;/u&gt;: I don't care if girls shouldn't be vulgar, the stupid coach really sucks anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;AMANDA&lt;/u&gt;: You too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;FATIN&lt;/u&gt;: HAHAHA, must be SHINY ONE okay(: Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;NICOLE&lt;/u&gt;: We chose Still I Rise, but too many people do Still I Rise &amp;amp; The Dog that one, So our teacher asked our group to do All That Is Gold Does Not Glitter): But she said those doing Still I Rise/All That Is Gold Does Not Glitter will be graded less harshly(: Because the dog thingy very easy, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-551890038195200447?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/551890038195200447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=551890038195200447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/551890038195200447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/551890038195200447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/yes-i-was-buying-chicken.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R7gmhQOG-aI/AAAAAAAAAio/KiqPSwddkRw/s72-c/IMG_0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33622285.post-2397679757475650121</id><published>2008-02-17T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T02:04:08.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10 more mins. or rather 5. hmn. Visited Zoe today. Played Boggle. She thought it was Boogle! Haha. Um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BH is feeling seriously beaten up): Don't feel sad anymore okay? SMILE(: KY (no, not Khengyin...) will realise it. KY will come back(: And cry if you need to... Don't bottle it all up): It's bad to bottle it up. Just cry. It feels bad to see you cry... Keep holding on, don't give up. Don't be afraid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'veneverseenamorecaptivatingflamelikeyours,ican'thelpbeingdrawntowardsit.somehowithinkyou'reentrancedme):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;whycan'tinotdothis.whycan'tijustkeepaway.argh.fuck.idon'twannabestuckinthisselfishgameoflove...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, yes. I am yet again too lazy to reply tags. Gonna hop over to Heartland Mall to buy the chicken. (Yes, I did not type wrongly, Chicken.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAPHNE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-2397679757475650121?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/2397679757475650121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=2397679757475650121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/2397679757475650121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/2397679757475650121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/10-more-mins.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-8110922080671980517</id><published>2008-02-16T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T06:17:04.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooh. Post Valentine's Day. I know I didn't post yesterday. No time... Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY TOTAL DEFENCE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;had cramps on the way to school... walked into class. Kristin went with me to 2/3 to post my angel's letter. Umm. Back to class. Samantha was there. She went, "Catch, Daphne!" And she threw me SOMETHING. I caught it and saw that it was a MARS BAR! Hahaha. Umm. Went up to 2/6 with Samantha to post &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; angel's letter. She was trying to study science... But I told her, if you cram your head up before an exam, you'll forget even more. Believe me, it's true... Anyway. Back to class. Umm. Studied. Last minute also, cramming, haha. But I actually finish studying before going to assembly ground. And I wasn't late(: Then walking to assembly ground. Walked past 1/6, past the staircase. Who came up to me... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Madelaine&lt;/span&gt;. Oh my goodness. I was like "HEERHHHHHHH!!" and I ran behind the pillar. Then she held out a plastic bag and said, "Here." I said "What?" And I didn't dare look in the plastic bag. She said "Look, I'm being very nice here, just take, okay!" So I finally looked. What did I see? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;. Whoo. And I think there was a lollipop. So she asked me to take one, but not the lollipop. So I took the M&amp;amp;Ms. Science was okay... I think... Hmmn. Then after CA (Lucky it was after CA...), my cramps started acting up again): So what did I do... Hmmn. Oh yeah. I ate the chocolate Samantha and Madelaine gave me. And the cramps went away(: So So So, Thank you &lt;u&gt;Samantha&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Madelaine&lt;/u&gt; for the chocolates(: Mmn. Fast forward. Maths. DAMN FUN! Mdm Surayah didn't come. So a relief teacher - Ms Ang came. Then she asked Qi An, "How is Xin An?" Then Qi An &lt;u&gt;screamed&lt;/u&gt;. Seriously. (Xin An is her brother.) Turns out that Ms Ang was her brother's ex-classmate. 0.0 Haha. But she was damn fun. She asked if I just came out of IMH cause Filzah and I were going crazy. Umm. I dared Maya to say, "Yo, What's up, dog." to her, but Maya dared me back. So I went up to her and said "Yo, What's up, dog." and she replied, "The sky!" HAHA. And I'm SO happy she hates people who act cute. Umm. Yeah. She refused to tell us her name. So Julia was threatening her, "If you don't tell us your name, we'll put the class photo on the blog, zoom into your face, circle it in red, and write 'Ang Mee Pok' below." &lt;u&gt;Ang Mee Pok.&lt;/u&gt; Seriously. I couldn't stop laughing. Umm. Then. Ms Ang released us early. So... We didn't go Parkway today. Fatin came to our class. Umm. Yeah, she borrowed a "Shiny One-Dollar Coin" from me so she could buy food. But I think she bought drinks instead... Umm. Yeah. Then Kimberlyn, Vidhya and I pei-ed Afiqa go to her PT(: Afiqa looked damn loner... So sad. Hmmn. Buddy session. Discussed class motto. What's our class motto? &lt;u&gt;We are ICHIBAN!&lt;/u&gt;. OMG thank you Samantha for suggesting it, I think it's super HOT(: Anyway, left early for training. It seriously sucked): Okay la, not that it sucked. It actually was quite fun(: The only part that sucked was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE COACH. &lt;u&gt;I HATE THE FUCKING COACH.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*Shakes head* Who holds up their hands &lt;u&gt;all&lt;/u&gt; the time in case some one passes the &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; ball (the ball isn't stupid, the coach is.) to you? OMG la. I think I prefer the warm ups we did during the SSTs... I think the seniors are quite nice la. Uhh. One of them (Xae-rl) from from.... 2/4 wished us happy valentines. Um. Okay la, the coach really sucked... How can training be enjoyable if you don't even like your coach): Hmmn. Hopefully, the school'll replace him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dear God, pretty please with strawberry cream on top, Pretty please replace the stupid coach, because I don't think &lt;i&gt;anyone&lt;/i&gt; can stand him... I don't think that's how you play basketball, keeping your hands up in case someone passes the ball to you. Dear God, you didn't grant my previous wish (and let me get into Drama, but I'm glad you didn't, anyway.), but please pretty please grant me this innocent (actually, i don't think this wish is very innocent...) wish, make the school fire and replace the coach, make everyone happy, I think even the seniors prefer their old coach. So pretty please with strawberry cream on top, make the school fire the coach or make him leave, thankyouverymuch.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm. Yeah. Caught a cab down to TJC &amp;amp; met Denise. Mum picked us and I slept in the car): Hmmn, deprivation of sleep at sec one? Imagine how the sec twos, threes and fours suffer. Actually it's not deprivation of sleep, just that don't wanna sleep early. Hmn :/ Piano. Slept &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;. For like, One hour half. Then after that my neck hurt. Okay, I know I shouldn't have slept in that angle on the stupid couch. Anyway. Did theory after that. And home. Umm. Watched Supernatural and SLEEEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was ): I hate it when I get woken up. I prefer to wake up myself. My dad woke me up. I went back to sleep, my mom came like 5 mins later, dragged me to the other room and made me do my work... Haiyo... Then after that, TUITION. I really don't wanna go tuition anymore, that stupid Mdm Tan always keeps me back for so long): Back home. Parents friends came over. Ryan came over too. Didn't see him for so long. Shayne came over too, last time I visited Ryan, he wasn't even born 0.0 And I didn't know that Ryan's 2 years younger than Denise. Thought he was younger, cause the last time I saw him he was like so much shorter than Denise, don't look like two years younger 0.0 Hmn. I'm supposed to be doing my work, tomorrow going Zoe's house... I have no motivation at all): Don't feel like doing anything except sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitch.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I tried to ignore it. I tried not to be angry at you. But when I told you to stop, did you? NO. I'm not angry at her. She was doing it too, didn't stop when i told her to either, but at least she doesn't say fucking moronic things, at least she doesn't do or say things that hurt me. Why don't you just fuck off for once? Quit irritating me, quit hurting me. Fuck off, will you, i'm sick of all your fucking moronic movements. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to reply tags, gonna install audition, Denise bugging me to play...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-8110922080671980517?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/8110922080671980517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=8110922080671980517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8110922080671980517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8110922080671980517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/ooh.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-2932594372318761244</id><published>2008-02-14T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T06:47:19.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i used to think taiwanese people were nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eYuIg7Tnc7g&amp;amp;rel=" width="212" height="175" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how evil. like &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; english is that good. Hmmn, let us see, &lt;u&gt;Taiglish?&lt;/u&gt; yea! i get it now. And in the first place, Singapore is multi-cultural blablabla, Singapore has many many different races okay. So, since we have so many races, then all of us speak differently and we're all influenced! yea. and i think taiwanese people are simply biased? Take this situation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiwanese becomes PR in Singapore. Used to Singlish accent. Singaporean-born person accompanies Taiwanese PR to Taiwan again. Taiwanese people? Laugh at the Singaporean-born person cos he/she speaks "funny". Accepts Taiwanese PR's accent cos he/she's Taiwanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH RIGHT. i get it now. You know, i don't really understand Taiglish either. And we Singaporeans are learning higher standards of English than you guys are. Example: (I have attended lessons over there, don't say i'm making it all up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAIWANESE: "Friday I went to the &lt;u&gt;pork&lt;/u&gt;." Teacher marks correct. (in case you don't know, the correct answer is "&lt;u&gt;p&lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt;rk&lt;/u&gt;"...)&lt;br /&gt;You guys are learning "Dog don't like cat. Cat don't like mouse. Mouse like cheese. Dog chase cat. Cat eat mouse. Mouse eat cheese."&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPOREANS: "The Pacific Octopus is a species of Octopod. Its incredible velocity while catching prey is one of the key factors in being one of the top predators of the fast-moving modern world." When do we learn this? Primary Five. 11 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys learn "Dog don't like cat. Cat don't like mouse. Mouse like cheese. Dog chase cat. Cat eat mouse. Mouse eat cheese." at Primary 5. 11 years old. see the diff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmn, i want to sleep. and i forgot. Let me see, i'm looking for proof of your perfect Taiglish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;none, sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you get it? no. alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-2932594372318761244?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/2932594372318761244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=2932594372318761244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/2932594372318761244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/2932594372318761244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-used-to-think-taiwanese-people-were.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-7000456049079273157</id><published>2008-02-14T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T05:53:02.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;VALENTINESDAY♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmn. chocolates. one thing i hate about valentines day, people give &lt;b&gt;balloons&lt;/b&gt; to each other... not that i disapprove of the idea, but i really really don't like balloons): mmn. lets see. today was an okay day laa... i think. history ca... i actually studied youknow. but never finish cos i got distracted. anyway. ca. then supposed legacy. Mdm lenny didn't come... like heng. stupid relief teacher talk so much. lit was fun. very fun. we were doing the last rehearsals. lol. i like vidhya and afiqa's group performance. they're doing Still I Rise. omg. haha. but they do until damn funny. got some... dance or whatever. i was trying to learn it but i gave up(: umm. right. going back to class. I saw &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Madelaine&lt;/span&gt;. gulp. oops. haven't seen her for a longlong time, but why today... especially when i was like tired of laughing trying to learn the dance 0.0 anyway, she chased me all the way round school. not really la. but i ran into class and screamed and ms low was still there. oops. and i hid at my table until she went away. mmn... oh yea. then i went to check cca appeal forms. claire &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ugly duckling &lt;/span&gt;didn't get into tennis): Claire don't be sad okay... umm. yea, lucky i went with maya. cos Madelaine was waiting outside class for me, but i stayed at staff room until end of recess. so so so she didn't catch me. and then. everyone drawing on the board. Maya wrote "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daphne ♥ Mr Indian Guy&lt;/span&gt;" Mr Indian Guy is the ugly relief teacher that didn't care what we were doing. then i erased it and wrote Maya is les. then Kristin wrote "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daphne ♥s hot girls!&lt;/span&gt;" hahha. and i erased it and rewrote Kristin's name. Zafirah spent the whole time saying "OHHHH MY GOOOOD" at whatever we wrote. lol. LSS was okay. we were damn noisy before lss cos recess maa... but she didn't scold. surprisingly. Lol. mmnnn. Maths. more quizzes. haiyo. assembly. for once, i wasn't late. falling asleep .__. umm. after that filzah, maya, ys and me were supposed to film for maya's youtube. but then my dad came alr, so we didn't. or maybe they did. but i didn't la. mmn. and thanks filzah for the mnms. recess was hilarious. the table almost toppled. HAHAHA. cos. cos. cos. got two sides, then Kristin, Vidya (note, no h.) and nicole sit one side, then me, cass and ys sat on the other side. then Kristin Vidya and Nicole stood up and the table almost toppled on us. OMG. HAHAHA. and then i was like screaming the first time. then ys was like "OWWWW!!" and she was eating hahaha. her ear. then the second time i screamed cos i didn't know they were gna do it. then i screamed again. then the girls sitting at the next table went away and ys said "see, you scream until they scared already la!" 0.0 hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you say these kinds of hurtful things like "you have a brain?" and i laugh. on the outside i may not seem to mind. but have you ever thought, on the inside, do these words hurt my feelings? have you ever thought if your actions hurt me? no, i don't think so. i'm really getting sick of this, you insulting me and i pretend i don't mind, please stop it cause i'm really tired of it. just quit it cause i really don't know if you really &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; my friend. oh, just fuck off alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmn. i haven't writtento my angel. she's gna curse me have pimples again... and i still haven't studied for science... i want but i don't want to... haiyo. i can't fail, but i really really don't want to studyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ROCHELLE&lt;/u&gt;: can't, sorry... I have buddy session. then i have basketball. Another day, perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MAXINE&lt;/u&gt;: EHHH. no fair. are you guys all going back, i can't still... AND AND AND. happy valentines day(: i love you(: and i miss you, and you owe me two hugs now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;WENDI&lt;/u&gt;: omg, i think i deleted your link by accident): sorry okay. and sorry again, i can't go back. sorry okays! and i still miss you):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;NICOLE&lt;/u&gt;: YAY! I know which one you are! hahaha. okay, happy valentines day! ohh. and string? omg so sad, you wanted to go band right? my friend don't know how to play any instrument and she went for auditions and got in. omg. but all the people in my class that appealed were unsuccessful): just don't be sad okay, maybe go talk to the band teacher(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;JACE&lt;/u&gt;: happy valentines day(: no chocolates for you. you're not my boyfriend hahaha! but i dunno, i also didn't see you today. hahaha. SO SO SO, happy valentines day is enough(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-7000456049079273157?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/7000456049079273157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=7000456049079273157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/7000456049079273157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/7000456049079273157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentinesday-mmn.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-7510598611276939544</id><published>2008-02-13T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T06:28:39.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE-RRHHH TKGS NOOSE ANYONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=Js1SQZiq6FE"&gt;THE NOOSE / NOPORK TKGS VERSION!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-7510598611276939544?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/7510598611276939544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=7510598611276939544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/7510598611276939544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/7510598611276939544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/rrhhh-tkgs-noose-anyone-noose-nopork.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-5976513775625503270</id><published>2008-02-12T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:50:35.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mmn shit. geog today was okay. Maths killed... uhh. my grades are killing me._. failed D&amp;amp;T and Art. WOW 0.0 how do you do that? mmn. art was hilarious today. kept pissing mdm seah off._. until she actually threw the marker 0.0 hahaha. couldn't stop laughing, it's like real funny(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-5976513775625503270?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/5976513775625503270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=5976513775625503270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5976513775625503270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5976513775625503270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/mmn-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-2685345664605362257</id><published>2008-02-11T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T05:40:03.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just felt like posting again. just after i posted a few minutes ago. well.. i decided not to appeal to sailing. uhhh, what else? yea. just finished my valentines day present to my angel. siao. my fingers feel weird with superglue on them. and considering how fucking lousy my art is, the present considered GOOD already. LOL. i have to go this time... &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;... just realising how much i miss 6meticulous...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-2685345664605362257?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/2685345664605362257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=2685345664605362257' title='53 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/2685345664605362257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/2685345664605362257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-felt-like-posting-again.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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>53</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33622285.post-6666110150744672182</id><published>2008-02-11T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T05:11:27.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHORT POST. no time. LOL. uum. mock test today ... Mdm Lenny scared us into thinking today was the actual one 0.0 uhh. PE was hilarious. hilarious and irritating. HILARIOUS. we did javelin today. so high... we did the basketball exercise and then i cannot throw .______________. then i kept screaming. Shubin almost hit me with the ball. uhhh. i can't believe that fuckingbitch actually did that! not at all like her personality 0.0 notthat i'm angry, i just think fuckingbitch really suits her. hmmnn... enters thinking mode. OH YEAH. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHEERLEADING AND SPORTS &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RELATED&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;0.0 Julia's in charge of cheerleading, i'm incharge of... uhhhh... Banner. yea. but i don't really care. we don't really care. cos i don't wanna do banner and she doesn't wanna do cheerleading. 0.0 and how is banner related to sports? why not chairman do it.__________________. we're already having fucking problems trying to get people to sign up for sports heats. and certain &lt;i&gt;people&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;are starting to get on my NERVES. ARGH. "&lt;u&gt;Ohhhh! i want this!! and i also want thiss!! ohhhh! noooo!! i think i don't want already &lt;i&gt;laahhh&lt;/i&gt;!! Ummm, yah, yah! That one, yes! Oh NONONONO! sorry, i think i said the wrong one &lt;i&gt;lehhhhh&lt;/i&gt;, how? what you think i should do &lt;i&gt;lehhhhhhh&lt;/i&gt;? i don't knoooow &lt;i&gt;lehhhhhh&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;/u&gt;" ARGHHHHH. whatever. RBC is DOOOWN): i don't like imeem... okay whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-6666110150744672182?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/6666110150744672182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=6666110150744672182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/6666110150744672182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/6666110150744672182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/short-post.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-5068009938032268623</id><published>2008-02-07T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:17.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i put myself in a room with a computer, three people playing tai ti. so what's the outcome? you can probably guess alr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6tWlxhCXyI/AAAAAAAAAiA/oQDKBOwg934/s1600-h/CHRISTMAS+THINGY.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164316604657458978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6tWlxhCXyI/AAAAAAAAAiA/oQDKBOwg934/s200/CHRISTMAS+THINGY.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know what it's like living in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6tXQRhCXzI/AAAAAAAAAiI/hWVFI9W_4As/s1600-h/HELLO,+MARSHMALLOW..PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164317334801899314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6tXQRhCXzI/AAAAAAAAAiI/hWVFI9W_4As/s200/HELLO,+MARSHMALLOW..PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randomly picked out an image, what comes out? and i don't know why that snowman's there inthe first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6tX9RhCX1I/AAAAAAAAAiY/hHAvJ2zbClU/s1600-h/OOOOOHHH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164318107896012626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6tX9RhCX1I/AAAAAAAAAiY/hHAvJ2zbClU/s200/OOOOOHHH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you guess what this is??&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6tX9RhCX0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Tnq65TJ0MMo/s1600-h/OOOOOHH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164318107896012610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6tX9RhCX0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Tnq65TJ0MMo/s200/OOOOOHH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! a lime! fascinating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6ta0xhCX2I/AAAAAAAAAig/8qtJLaz7V2s/s1600-h/IMG_1414ROWROW.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164321260402007906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6ta0xhCX2I/AAAAAAAAAig/8qtJLaz7V2s/s200/IMG_1414ROWROW.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember me? lol. not enough time to edit this photo, sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-5068009938032268623?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/5068009938032268623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=5068009938032268623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5068009938032268623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5068009938032268623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-put-myself-in-room-with-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6tWlxhCXyI/AAAAAAAAAiA/oQDKBOwg934/s72-c/CHRISTMAS+THINGY.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33622285.post-5316996220422718556</id><published>2008-02-07T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T09:16:10.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*cough* *cough* *sneeze* *sneeze*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. sick on cny. sorethroat and and blocked nose. something's seriously wrong with my nose. kept sneezing today ._________________________. alright. i really gotta think if i'm gonna appeal out of basketball or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmn. save the thinking for after cny. zoe's over at our house. she was playing some aeroplane xbox game to amuse hersekf &amp;amp; my bro. but she's playing DOA with denise and darryl, so i have to whole room to myself. anyway. this is what happens when the first thing coming to my mind is : BLOGTHINGS. omg hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Personality based on Your name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very charming... dangerously so. You have the potential to break a lot of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;You know how what you want, how to get it, and that you will get it.&lt;br /&gt;You have the power to rule the world. Let's hope you're a benevolent dictator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.&lt;br /&gt;You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.&lt;br /&gt;You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone.&lt;br /&gt;Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.&lt;br /&gt;You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.&lt;br /&gt;And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.&lt;br /&gt;You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row.&lt;br /&gt;You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace.&lt;br /&gt;People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are influential and persuasive. You tend to have a lot of power over people.&lt;br /&gt;Generally, you use your powers for good. You excel at solving other people's problems.&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, you do get a little selfish and persuade people to do things that are only in your interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.&lt;br /&gt;Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.&lt;br /&gt;Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's like kinda true.__________________. *gives a stoned face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Your Past Life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Were: A Brave Undertaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You Lived: Chile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You Died: In Childbirth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfg. Brave Undertaker ._____________________________. *gives another stoned face*&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe I died in childbirth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you normal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 50% normal on this quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most people you are normal in some ways...&lt;br /&gt;But you aren't a completely normal person. You're a little weird too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why You Are Normal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer fiction to non fiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd rather have rats than cockroaches in your home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had to, you rather live without music and still have laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer ruffled potato chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer your friends to your family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why You Aren't Normal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat the cupcake first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If given the choice, you would choose to have more time over more money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would not eat meat from a cloned animal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're in a car, you prefer to be the passenger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are no longer with your first love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfg. lol. 50% weird/normal. whatever~ i've been told i'm weirder than 50%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're back. no more alone, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-5316996220422718556?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/5316996220422718556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=5316996220422718556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5316996220422718556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5316996220422718556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/cough-cough-sneeze-sneeze.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-5264025498598581408</id><published>2008-02-06T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T08:46:03.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hilary (detonatedlove&amp;hearts;) asked the blogskinners quite some time ago: What is your biggest regret? youknowyouknow mine? not discussing my cca with my parents .___________. seriously. hmnnn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-5264025498598581408?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/5264025498598581408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=5264025498598581408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5264025498598581408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5264025498598581408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/hilary-detonatedlove-asked-blogskinners.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-1938327880289507055</id><published>2008-02-06T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T07:41:15.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>made the wrong choice. correct? or incorrect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. went back Rosyth today. met them at the coffeeshop ._. stupid curfew... anyway,  spent quite some time at the kpt talking to the people. thn we were supposed to go j8. one big group, but turned out we went to hougang mall. we meaning wendi, aiwei, rochelle and me. OMG. so scary. i took bus back to school and choing-ed back to meet my dad ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home. what did i do? sleep... lol. until like 4+ then we went for dinner. so early... uhhh. home. slacked all the way laa. the channel u 7:00 show was nice. uhhh. sooo. usual tradition. staying up real late. but this year we don't play noisy music and jump up and down. so what am i doing? eating hello kitty marshmellows. (they actually taste kinda nice)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice.&lt;br /&gt;wrong choice. correct choice.&lt;br /&gt;wrong choice. correct choice.&lt;br /&gt;wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice.&lt;br /&gt;wrong choice. correct choice.&lt;br /&gt;wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice.&lt;br /&gt;wrong choice. correct choice.&lt;br /&gt;wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice. wrong choice. correct choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. but seriously. i got into basketball. but somehow i feel that i should be taking sailing. it feels weird to think that i'm not continuing sailing. i do love the sport, i just don't like the competition. so... it's kinda like. thinking of appealing to sailing (since i can't go up to that Mrs Tan CY and tell her i wanna change). *screams* i know filzah is gonna tell me, don't change cca. but somehow i think i should continue sailing. *SCREAMS* i can't take this anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-1938327880289507055?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/1938327880289507055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=1938327880289507055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1938327880289507055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1938327880289507055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/made-wrong-choice.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-8676936974240955320</id><published>2008-02-05T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:17.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6hk9hhCXvI/AAAAAAAAAho/s4D3mPHpc3g/s1600-h/HELLOO!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163487980912008946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6hk9hhCXvI/AAAAAAAAAho/s4D3mPHpc3g/s200/HELLOO!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6hlXhhCXwI/AAAAAAAAAhw/jhRjurz3EbA/s1600-h/IMG_3667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163488427588607746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6hlXhhCXwI/AAAAAAAAAhw/jhRjurz3EbA/s200/IMG_3667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6hovRhCXxI/AAAAAAAAAh4/-lE86WU6bP0/s1600-h/IMG_3671.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163492134145384210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6hovRhCXxI/AAAAAAAAAh4/-lE86WU6bP0/s200/IMG_3671.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what happens when you place Daphne in a room with a computer. And don't be offended if you are. and and. i'm too lazy to do anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/33622285-8676936974240955320?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/8676936974240955320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=8676936974240955320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8676936974240955320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8676936974240955320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-what-happens-when-you-place.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6hk9hhCXvI/AAAAAAAAAho/s4D3mPHpc3g/s72-c/HELLOO!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33622285.post-29851318595002647</id><published>2008-02-04T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T19:44:09.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sick, not sure if i can make it back to Rosyth tmr. Cause when I'm sick I sleep for extremely long hours. and then i might sleep so long that i'm too lazy to go back to Rosyth): I can just imagine Tracy and that Sec 3 pop saying "I told you you'd get sick! It's so foolish to play in the rain you &lt;i&gt;knowwww&lt;/i&gt;." Yea, I can just see them stressing the "know". But still, you can say what you want. I didn't get sick cos of playing in the rain. It's just a freaking sore throat that the stupid Yueshan passed to me. Yeah, say "I told you so" and i'll whack your face. I shan't start calling you bitch(es) yet. Lets see what happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TKGS 1/3' 08.&lt;br /&gt;BASKETBALL. oh yea, venessa didn't get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SCREAM! I'M IN LOVE WITH THE FACT THAT SHE DIDN'T GET IN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. uh. Sometimes I really wanna kill my lit group. SO IRRITATING. Venessa and Sarah were supposed to be looking for JRR Tolkien's attitude towards life. After about 1/2 hour, Claire and I checked back. What did they do? &lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt;. PLEASE. SO FRUSTRATING LAA. What were they doing? Checking &lt;i&gt;Friendster&lt;/i&gt;... ARGHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmn. lets see. Today was not a good day. Overslept._. ho, fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta do the forum thingy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-29851318595002647?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/29851318595002647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=29851318595002647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/29851318595002647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/29851318595002647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/sick-not-sure-if-i-can-make-it-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-5756611890108504818</id><published>2008-02-02T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:18.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6Q3WBhCXqI/AAAAAAAAAhA/vrM6ZLaZmm8/s1600-h/IMG_3656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162311924377083554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6Q3WBhCXqI/AAAAAAAAAhA/vrM6ZLaZmm8/s200/IMG_3656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camwhoring in maths...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6Q3lRhCXrI/AAAAAAAAAhI/6INNF6aWAQs/s1600-h/IMG_3663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162312186370088626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6Q3lRhCXrI/AAAAAAAAAhI/6INNF6aWAQs/s200/IMG_3663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus to pp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6Q33xhCXsI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Gb4JmJjDxEs/s1600-h/IMG_3665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162312504197668546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6Q33xhCXsI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Gb4JmJjDxEs/s200/IMG_3665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6Q4mxhCXtI/AAAAAAAAAhY/PMXc_VlQm-Q/s1600-h/IMG_3667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162313311651520210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6Q4mxhCXtI/AAAAAAAAAhY/PMXc_VlQm-Q/s200/IMG_3667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holding that pose for real long. alyssa about to stop smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6Q5BxhCXuI/AAAAAAAAAhg/taAweSe9Cxs/s1600-h/IMG_3671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162313775507988194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6Q5BxhCXuI/AAAAAAAAAhg/taAweSe9Cxs/s200/IMG_3671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outside class trying to act emo (and failing terribly). my red monkey shorts can actually be seen and so can my MNMs' wrapper... Colette's &lt;b&gt;tying her shoelaces&lt;/b&gt;... okay, can't blame her, Filz took this like real quick, Colette didn't have time to react.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-5756611890108504818?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/5756611890108504818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=5756611890108504818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5756611890108504818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5756611890108504818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/camwhoring-in-maths.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R6Q3WBhCXqI/AAAAAAAAAhA/vrM6ZLaZmm8/s72-c/IMG_3656.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33622285.post-6296893389240726310</id><published>2008-02-02T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T00:58:26.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHKAAAY IM DAMN ANGRY AT TRACY AND THAT OTHER STUPID SEC 3 PREFECT OR WHATEVER SHIT SHE IS..I HATE THEM..EHH! ITS MY PROBLEM LORHHZ IF I WAN PLAY IN THE RAIN??izzit a school rule that you can't HAVE FUN...UNLIKE BOOOOORING SENIORS WHO CONDUCT BORING BUDDY SESSIONS!!uhhh.....stupid seniors..i hate them..if you're a female+dog= *****and ur reading this..you'd go tell them..anyway me and daphne will stick together no matter what...so back off bitches..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;filzah is angry. really. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;friday. sucked. seriously. playing with maya's cam on the bus to pp. maya didn't come. mmn. playing in the rain. some pop yelling at us. filz is damn angry @ Tracy. sw is a serious bitch. and one four is plain rude. you don't have to be so rude just cause they're trying to apologise. and &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; don't have to cry over some tease, and it's true anyway. you're a right damn bitch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have to do my commonwealth essay...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-6296893389240726310?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/6296893389240726310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=6296893389240726310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/6296893389240726310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/6296893389240726310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/02/ohkaaay-im-damn-angry-at-tracy-and-that.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-27152890558774486</id><published>2008-01-30T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T01:18:18.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mmn. not a good day.&lt;br /&gt;mdm seah made us stay back and clean art room.&lt;br /&gt;cut into last period.&lt;br /&gt;late for chinese. &lt;br /&gt;stayed back after school to finish my art.&lt;br /&gt;with mdm seah giving &lt;i&gt;geog&lt;/i&gt; remedial.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe she teaches geog :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents finally consented to me joining basketball.&lt;br /&gt;uh. i passed my history. &lt;b&gt;thankgod&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna fail DnT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-27152890558774486?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/27152890558774486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=27152890558774486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/27152890558774486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/27152890558774486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/01/mmn.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-6668962902786678459</id><published>2008-01-28T02:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T02:45:07.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;stomach&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;u&gt;Daphne&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;im dying.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no, im' starving myself, i ate too much icecream just now.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm fainting.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;like i care. &lt;sup&gt;x&lt;/sup&gt;runs and takes 旺旺&lt;sup&gt;x&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;not that, proper food.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i don't care. i hate you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;you'll grow fat.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;do i look like i care?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;come on.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no, on strike. except for this.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;strike? for what?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;duh, mom and dad are dead against basketball. and ginger got in too.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;oh, doesnt give you a reason to starve yourself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yea it does&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;who's the one suffering here? ME.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no, i suffer more. i can feel you screaming.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i give up, lame attempt at trying to be happy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-6668962902786678459?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/6668962902786678459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=6668962902786678459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/6668962902786678459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/6668962902786678459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/01/stomach-daphne.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-7012595845608573555</id><published>2008-01-28T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T00:58:29.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss videoworld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=elHNmCc_Kh8"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=PtebRHr0OOY"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was, lets say, happier. stupid maya, she went to put it on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;i got into basketball. so did filzah qian and audrey. oh yea, also a whatnot got in.&lt;br /&gt;filzah came back to school today, thank god.&lt;br /&gt;apparently some Christine (i dunno how to spell) and some other unidentified girl (not madelaine) came to find me during recess, apparently again they're my sister's friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have no mood to blog. maybe tomorrow. maybe later.&lt;br /&gt;maybe sometime next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: ignore the probs on this skin, im too lazy to fix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-7012595845608573555?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/7012595845608573555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=7012595845608573555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/7012595845608573555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/7012595845608573555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-miss-videoworld.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-5270725631958724356</id><published>2008-01-26T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T07:21:15.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i &lt;i&gt;thought&lt;/i&gt; this was what i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;it's cold everywhere i go. it's always at night where i think i lose the heart to feel human... it's always night where my true emotions come out. it's always night when i cry.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just stoning everyday, putting on a stupid fake act so you don't find out. pretending i'm okay so you don't bother me. my brain is like blank, everyone just fades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of living this life of a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;it feels terrible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-5270725631958724356?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/5270725631958724356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=5270725631958724356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5270725631958724356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5270725631958724356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-thought-this-was-what-i-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-424181460033634885</id><published>2008-01-26T03:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T05:42:40.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>smiles- Daphne has already resolved to stay calm during this post and get angry and cut off five minutes of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Here's the catch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My parents want me to sail for eleven years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EHMAGOD, Did Daphne just type wrongly? No, she didn't. EHMAGOD, then did I just see what I saw or are my eyes playing tricks on me? No, neither, you can stop rubbing your eyes now. Yes, Eleven. *giggles* The thought of it just tickles me so much. Oh alright, anyway lets continue. I was talking to my parents last night about my CCA Options. And guess what fantastic plans they have for &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; life? Ooh! Five years of Sailing in Rosyth. Another Two years of Sailing in TKG. Then DSA to Victoria JC for another Four years of Sailing. Madelaine would just scream with happiness if she read this, Daphne's gonna join sailing. I may love the sport, but hey, I'm not prepared to go &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; far... I haven't even thought if I want to join the IP programme! What happens if I don't want to join the IP Programme? What happens if I want to stay in TKG and do my O Levels? What happened to my say in my life? Gone. Okay, Daphne's temperature has definitely gone up. *Grabs some ice from the freezer and eats it* Okay! Daphne's fine now. But anyway, my choices are either:&lt;br /&gt;1. Basketball&lt;br /&gt;2. Drama (Although I didn't get in... I might reconsider changing this)&lt;br /&gt;3. Sailing.&lt;br /&gt;My mom wants me to join LDS (Literary and Debating Society). Like HELL NO. JUMP OFF A BUILDING! Ugh please! I'm not a very cheem person, if you haven't noticed. And the Teacher-In-Charge is freaking MRS LOPEZ! Don't you think I see enough of her already!? Oh God. *Grabs alot of ice for standby* I don't care if &lt;i&gt;she&lt;/i&gt;(not my mom, take note) joins basketball. I don't care if I hate her. I don't care if she's a total bitch and I'd rather eat a banana than sit beside her. I'm joining basketball even if she's there also. Provided my mom allows laa. She's still against the idea of basketball. *cough* *cough* I think i might die from her pester-ing. Not my mom. &lt;i&gt;HER&lt;/i&gt;. alright. But why, you might ask, do i want to join so much? (I'd be really really lucky and haaappy if i could.) , it'll be like so fun, AND it's something new, for a change, cause that stupid ROSYTH SCHOOL only allowed female basketballers when I was p6 and p6es weren't allowed to take up another cca. Besides, i already had 2 ccas, my mom would scream if i joined another. Anyway, I really really hope this works out cause cause the seniors are so nice(: They're fun. And i still can't figure out how to spell Shurei's name. Or is it Shirei? No it's Shurei. Yea, Shurei, but i can't figure out how to spell, dammit(: oh right, Daphne's rambling. I'd really die if she's on the team. Okay, maybe what I said earlier isnt' true. If she gets into school team right, then i'm not gonna join basketball already. cause i don't want rec team, i want school team. and if she's on the school team, i'm not joining, no matter how much i love the sport. Coach, my CCA lies in your hands. Please don't make the decision to put her on the school team, put her on the rec team okay okay? If not i'm really gonna hurt alot i'm really not gonna join already... My decision lies in your hands(: also right, like 7/8 of the decision depends on the basketball results coming out on Monday. So pleaseplease don't put her on school team alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, watch this video. I was like laughing so much when i watched it hahha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can go &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=9o--e9x1OfI"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes, watching videos is fun hahaha(: And I found Melody's blog. OH YES YES, i'm wrong. It's SHU RUI. I found out from the TKG Basketball site. Anywayyyy. Let me think. NOTHING(: I'm still trying to think of a way to get my mom to allow me to join basketball, and Filzah keeps slapping me with a huge tuna or &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; tongue cause i keep having doubts about the Basketball results. hahahah. Aiyoyo, stupid yueshan don't want to send me the Zilian pictures(: hahha, that day outside the studio while waiting for Maya, Vidhya, Kristin and Dianne(: annd i'm still trying to find a suitable blogskin, i'm still too lazy... or maybe i should switch back to the base templates... oh whatever. byes(: And i'll reply tags another time, still too lazy. I'm gonna try to find a blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;♥DAPHNE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-424181460033634885?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/424181460033634885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=424181460033634885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/424181460033634885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/424181460033634885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/01/smiles-daphne-has-already-resolved-to.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-4557112397522987832</id><published>2008-01-25T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T01:33:43.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOTHOTHOTHOTHOT. Today was extremely hot, I couldn't stand the sun at assembly ground. Was hiding behind Kristin... Anyway, to focus on the point, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cassandra and I are extremely mortified and have been embarrassed baaaaadly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is all filzah's fault omg. Seriously. About Shurei luh. Filzah said to Shurei during basketball round two "They are les, they think you're very hot, they say you very pretty, very chio." And pointed to me and Cassandra. OMG. So now we're like avoiding her hahaha. Anyway, after exiting class, was walking to assembly ground. Was infront of the staircase beside the toilet and who did I see? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Madelaine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And she has some radar or whatever, she can sense me lehhhh. I never said or made any sound and she turned around and grabbed my wrist . Eeeek. Anyway, I was trying to get away from Madelaine so I walked from the back. And who did I almost bump into? &lt;i&gt;Shurei&lt;/i&gt;. Oh my goodness, I &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; hope she didn't see me. So embarrassing, later she thinks i'm les. Cassandra almost tripped Shurei up. Riiight. She ties her hair up and it's so short, hahaha. It's like damn funny. Anyway, after school Yueshan, Colette and I were just spending our time at Videoworld. Oh yeah! Our normal fridays were supposed to end at twelve, but then. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1/3's lessons actually ended at 10.25. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Because 10:25 is recess, then after that is Maths. But Mdm Surayah went for OBS so she wasn't here. After Maths was A* Science, but it was cancelled, so we could have gone home at 10:25. But we didn't. Anyway, after recess we were like playing Truth or Dare. Then I dared Kristin to go hug Clara (Who is rumoured to be les, by the way). So she really went to hug Clara and Clara followed her back to our seats o.0 Then we played... murderer, hahaha. i was always the stupid victim. And then. We played Who. We only managed to squeeze in three games though, Maya was... uhh. BIG BIRD. Qian was... let me think. GORENGPISANG, HAHAHHA! Then Vidhya was SPONGEBOB! Oh anyway, i'm gonna update my links, byes(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAXINE: yea, i know, still got Sports Specific Tests (SST) but it ended Wednesday(:&lt;br /&gt;PASSERBY: oh wells, (:&lt;br /&gt;JULIA: oh right.&lt;br /&gt;~.~: Then put your stupid name there, don't use stupid signs(: and does ANGELINE have a bloooog? i wanna disturb her.&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA: helloh(: i think maybe not going back cause my school might end much later than Rosyth... Why this year they end so early, OMG. Last time we ended so late la. And. This year is Drama club, but Sec Two then can take DEP(:&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH: I don't like you, you say you won't call me already, but on Wednesday you keep calling me! And PLEASEPLEASE tell Shurei that Cass and I aren't les!&lt;br /&gt;MAYA: helloooo(: why can't you laugh not funnier, everytime you laugh everyone laughs(: And it's not boob bird, it's big bird, hahah(: And you &lt;i&gt;were&lt;/i&gt; a monkey, you're a bird now(: hahah.&lt;br /&gt;CHANTEL: Ohhh god, quit it. I hate Hamtaro, it's ugly.&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH: oh yea, i know(:&lt;br /&gt;ANNEMARIE: HELLOOO(: You came to find me while I was in class right? When Kristin called me and I went outside you were gone already(:&lt;br /&gt;SAMANTHA: yes, helloo. and please put sailing as one of your choices, if not Madelaine is gonna kill me.&lt;br /&gt;QIAN: hahaha, goreng pisang(: okays.&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA: OMGOMG, i hate ms sharifah... LOL. She made us make sandwiches in class and we didn't even want to eat it(: I think i'd prefer Mdm Lenny to Ms Sharifah(:&lt;br /&gt;UNKNOWN/DIANNE: Uh Unknown? You're not Dianne, I can tell by your typing. And your English, LOL. Please improve your English(: And yea, I don't really care what you think of my blog. It's your opinion anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-4557112397522987832?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/4557112397522987832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=4557112397522987832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/4557112397522987832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/4557112397522987832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/01/hothothothothot.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-542970877174540139</id><published>2008-01-24T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T02:06:44.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was gonna post in the class blog, one three's i mean. but no, it's weird, i still love 6meticulous. maybe it's just cause we've been together for long time. ah well, lets have a long post(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, lets talk about my teachers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MDM LENNY&lt;/u&gt; ; English, FM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna know, FM is form teacher by the ways(: anyway, she looks strict (and is...) but she can be funny and really really fun. calls herself the "Gorgeous Queen" hahahah and she's scared of ghost stories, but actually she tells us ghost stories. So far i've run away from her first story with Siangmin. Then Claire ran away. And then we(the three of us) heard the people in the class screaming while we were at the void deck and then Cheryl started running towards us(: Personally I hope she didn't see me posing infront of the statue (I hope she doesn't read this...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MS LOW&lt;/u&gt; ; Literature, FM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is an IT and maths idiot, seriously. What is 13+25? she doesn't know hahaha. but she's nice, except for the times when we're choing-ing for our CTs, but otherwise, i think she's nice(: And i like her lessons, only I really really wish i could switch my Lit groups, *sighs*. Ooookay, my lit group is fine. She's the Sec One Year Head though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MDM SURAYAH&lt;/u&gt; ; Mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec Three Year Head. OMG. hahaha. But so far I haven't gotten into any scrapes with her &lt;i&gt;yet&lt;/i&gt;. *shakes head* She can be quite boring occasionally, but still, she's fine other than the fact that she teaches kinda quickly, but I can follow, thank god. I can't imagine failing Mathematics at Sec One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MS SHARIFAH&lt;/u&gt; ; Lower Secondary Science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't exactly been punished by her... Vidhya has though, and her punishments are seriously waaaay too weird. I can't imagine hand-copying out a worksheet &lt;i&gt;yet&lt;/i&gt;. (Though Mrs Teh has made some people last year, thankfully I wasn't one of them...) Anyway, I don't really like her... More to the strict side but she can be quite kind though, at least she didn't yell at me this morning when I told her there was no more Carbonated Water (which was actually Sprite, by the way.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MRS LOPEZ&lt;/u&gt; ; History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh great Lord above, save me from this emotional torture. I always feel like sleeping in her class, unfortunately I can't, I'm sitting in the second row. And if you're kind enough, Mrs Lopez, I'd appreciate it extremely very very much if you didn't fail me for my History CA. Thank you very much. Ah yes, I just remembered, please &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt; make your lessons more interesting, don't make us sit there watching you walk about pointing to the powerpoint slide, because one day I'm really gonna fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MRS LAI&lt;/u&gt; ; Geography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first impression of her? &lt;b&gt;MEDUSA&lt;/b&gt;, OMG. seriously. That's why I call her Medusa sometimes. And then people will start staring at me like I'm mad. Retarded. Mental. Spastic. Okay, anyway, she gets really really boring at times. Most of the time, sorry. Ah, yes. She &lt;i&gt;claims&lt;/i&gt; she has a knee injury and can't walk properly, which I, personally, think it's not true. Because after our first Geog lesson in the lab, we all came out and I turned back and saw her walking rather, say, quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MDM SEAH&lt;/u&gt; ; Art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my sister first heard that she was my teacher, she was like "Good luck..." And I'm really gonna need that luck. Who does worksheets during Art? Like puh-leeze. And my sister told me that every first lesson she gives, she talks about the &lt;i&gt;Elements Of Art&lt;/i&gt;. Oh wow, everytime I'm "taking notes", I'm actually doodling my name or drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MS KUAH&lt;/u&gt; ; PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness, she's like my favourite teacher. She's uh, Teacher-In-Charge of Sailing and she was the one who wrote my name down for the Sailing list (and she spelt my name like "Daphnne" under the influence of Evil Siangmin.) Anyway, somehow she always makes me carry the medicine balls. Okay, maybe not really. The first lesson I was carrying her basket and her keys to the Equipment Room. And putting the equipment back actually gave me an excuse to be late for Mdm Lenny's class (Sorry Mdm Lenny.)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MR LOW&lt;/u&gt; ; Higher Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our teacher used to be another one, but I think she quit or something. Anyway, he's seriously skinny until his belt has to go two rounds around his waist. But his Adam's Apple is seriously big, so it looks kinda weird, especially when he came up to me and asked me to get the other people to hand up their compos. Ah well, I think he likes making me feel uncomfortable, or maybe it was just cause he saw me drawing and erasing. And he asked me to repeat what he said. Anyway, I haven't got into any bad scrapes yet, he makes us tell Idiom Stories or write three compos if we don't bring anything or don't do our homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MS LEE&lt;/u&gt; ; Design and Technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's... okay. I think. She was from TKGS also. twenty something i think, should be around twenty-seven. Anyway, she's been fine so far, and she helped me ground a hole in my acrylic. I guess she's fine. I really don't know what to say about her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MS IZRINA&lt;/u&gt; ; Drama Education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe Drama isn't exactly considered a subject, it's an enrichment program, but I'm really thinking of taking DEP in Sec Two. She made me off the lights in the studio and I didn't know which lights to off, so I just turned all of them off. Anyway, she doesn't like us to fidget and she &lt;i&gt;loves&lt;/i&gt; exaggerating. But she's really fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i think that's all. And I'm really glad I'm not taking Home Econs until next semester, so I won't have to do sewing. Oh god, I really suck at sewing. And I'm not bothering to do my music teacher, she can't even make some of the people shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I GOT INTO BASKETBALL ROUND 2. I went yesterday. I skipped netball, didn't feel like going. And then yesterday and today was like really embarrassing. Oh god. Anyway, i'll just highlight some funny funny parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;Julia and I were throwing Filzah's Coke at each other, our PE Tees both got stained. Julia sat on the coke and looked like she peed in her pants(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then. Started talking to this basketball senior (I don't know her name... But I talked to her on Basketball Round One). Anyway, I was telling her that my parents don't allow me to join. And then this other senior, I'm not sure of her name, I didn't hear properly, I think it's Shirei. Anyway, she stood beside the other senior and they both asked why. And then I said "Cause my mum says if I join then become very tomboy." (I actually said Chorlor:D hahah) Then Shirei was like "Ehhhh, I still here lehhhhh!" She said that cause her hair is like really short. But can tell she's a girl. I once mistook some basketball girl for a guy, and I was like asking Yue Shan "OMG, WHAT'S A GUY DOING IN THE SCHOOL?" and then she turned away and I saw her basketball uniform which said "Tanjong Katong Girls' Basketball". And i was like "Ohhhhh..." hahahha. Anyway, Shirei recognised Qian, they were both from TNS. Anyway, she knows my sister. And my sister doens't know how she knows her. I mean, Shirei is always hanging around Melody (Who was my sister's ex-classmate). And she's Sec Three. So when I told my sister Shirei knew her, she was like "How does she know me? She's not supposed to know me!" Hahahha, but anyway, my dad is supposedly persuading my mum &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; let me join Basketball. But I don't think he is though... My mum still disallowing me to join Basketball. She wants me to join Sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Sailing, that stupid Madelaine better stop kicking my butt, it's like damn pain already. Today I was at Videoworld with Maya. Then we were eating and then these girls raaaan to the bus stop cause of their bus. Then I was like "Why suddenly so quiet?" Then I look up and Who did I see? &lt;i&gt;Madelaine.&lt;/i&gt;.. Oh god. I was like gasping. And she saw me and she was like walking towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Madelaine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;x&lt;/sup&gt;GASPS&lt;sup&gt;x&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;x&lt;/sup&gt;Walks towards Daphne.&lt;sup&gt;x&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOOOOO, Don't hit me, I didn't go for Netball round two. (Madelaine hates netballers).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yes! Good giiiirl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BUUUUUUUUT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;But What? Quick say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I went for Basketball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;WHAAAT? YOU WENT FOR BASKETBALL? &lt;sup&gt;x&lt;/sup&gt;Attempts to slap Daphne.&lt;sup&gt;x&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yea, I went yesterday. Hahahaha. And I got in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ohhh shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No, Oh YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway, she tried to kick my butt luh, but I was sitting down so she couldn't(: And then. This TKSS guy was in the room. Then Maya, Yueshan and I were outside. Then We (Me and Maya) kept looking in, but mainly me luh, but anyway, we kept looking in to see what was on TV, but then everytime i looked in the guy was like staring at me. So anyway, I wanted to wash my hands. Then I opened the door so hard that it hit that TKSS guy and then I pushed it and it repeatedly hit him OMG. SO PAISEH! But anyway, when he went out, Maya went for her Dance Audition. Then Yueshan and I went into the room and we realised something: From the outside, it's hard to look in, but from the inside you can see outside! OMG LA! NOWONDER HE LIKE CAN SEE ME WHEN I LOOK IN! Then we both really couldn't stop laughing. OMG la, so paiseh... Ah omg, so embarrassing. And then Yueshan suggested going into the birdshop behind the bus stop, but she sprained her leg and very hard to walk, so we didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, left is classmates. I haven't memorised the register yet. OH WAIT! I HAVE THE CLASS LIST(: But i think i'll only write those left an impression on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULIA - seriously irritating, she loveslovesloves irritating me. Like it's a necessity, she says if she doesn't irritate me, she won't have 满足感. Anyway, yea, she invented the whole Hamster/Hamtaro thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH - she continues that Hamster/Hamtaro thing, I really really can't stand it. Anyway, I think she got into Basketball with me(: Hahaha, so happy(: She's really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYA - EHMAGOD, I LOVE MAYA(: hahahha. When she laughs right, I also cannot not laugh. If she laughs at a joke I don't find funny, I'll laugh also cause I can't stop laughing when she laughs(: And she got into DRAMACLUB(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIDHYA - The small one, by the way. Anyway, she's really fun and she can do the american accent hahahha. Last time it was like so funny in drama, she was like talking american(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUESHAN - She's crazy. Aiyo. She talks to herself! Only when have "INSPIRATION" though, hahahahhaha! She always makes Maya laugh alot when she tells us stupid stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIANNE - She didn't get into drama club. She was really sad, but she got into Choir. Hahahha. Uhh, I asked her to hug me last time hahahha. And I repeatedly asked her until she hugged me twice, I think. Hhahaha. But she's really nice(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAMANTHA - OMG she's like almost very high everyday, she signed up for Sailing also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLAIRE - She's Putty Tatt. And she calls me tweety bird. All cause of that stupid Kristin, started calling me tweety bird(: hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all. Majority la, hahaha. I can't be bothered to type the rest cause I wanna do Class Commmm(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL - CHAIRMAN. Also known as the "Chair" hahahha. Like "Please pass it to the Chair." hahaha. But she's nice(: She keeps getting whacked during Double Wacko(: Hahhha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NADIAH - VICECHAIRMAN. She keeps calling me Dianne! OMG hahahahha! But she's nice and she taught me how to write her name in Tamil, though I can't remember how already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIANNE - SECRETARY. Mentioned above, but i'll just say that iloveher and she's really really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY - TREASURER. (: i can't really say anything about her, i'm not ver close to her. But she's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME - SPORTSCAPT. Theres an advantage, I can be late for class helping Ms Quah keeping the equiptment(: hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULIA - VICESPORTSCAPT. LOL, Ms Kuah asked me to choose my vice sports capt. Then when I couldn't choose, she was like "Come on, sabo your friend!" so I said julia(: hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, what else? Oh yes, I can seriously say now that TKGS has changed me! If in the past someone came into our class, I would ignore them or something. But now I think I'm crazy. When someone comes into class, I will start screaming "HIIIIIIIII(:" for no reason. And I think Zilian is fun hahah, especially with Yueshan's phone when I can freak her out with all the negative photos(: I really can't describe how much I've changed, maybe you guys can tell me when I go back to Rosyth. I think like TKGS is much more bonded than Rosyth... I just say Hi to people for no reason... And and and having seniors to talk to is so much funner(: in rosyth like we oldest then got no senior to talk to so boring... Anyway, Angeline is trying to rope me into  Tennis, I skipped Round Two hahaha. That senior and Shirei are trying to rope me into Basketball. Uh. Madelaine is trying to rope me into Sailing. Oh whatever, I really gtg now, byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-542970877174540139?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/542970877174540139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=542970877174540139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/542970877174540139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/542970877174540139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-was-gonna-post-in-class-blog-one.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-98382698986443575</id><published>2008-01-19T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T07:42:50.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOOOOOO! i haven't been posting. okay, i'm being an extremely evil person. i'm supposed to be working on the class blogskin. one threes i mean(: i've done another for meticulous but i accidentally went to delete some part of it so it looks extremely screwed. OOOOH! hahahah. okay. now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drama auditions day. second round was shit. we had to create a script out of one word. what was our word? "&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;". siao. then we created some stupid script about lost socks, lol. hahahha. then yea, i didn't get into finals. the rest did, though... anyway. we were the first group. so still got alot of people so we were like waiting. then dianne asked me to spray her cos she felt hot. hahha. so i sprayed her and she was like wet(: hahahahhaha. uh. then. we were like running all about th place(: hahhhaa. and then we were like making weird noises. and i was trying to scare the rest, kristin, umairah, vidhya, dianne. then i was like going around making chicken noises lol. and then we all tried black voices, mine sounded uber weird luhhhh(: oh my goodness, i hate it when filzah starts calling me hamster. okay, anyway. i was zilian-ing with yueshan's phone lol. and then she was like saying the negative photos were like monsters like that(: aiyoyo. anywya. today was cca day. damn funny luh, we got separated form like 3/4 of one three. the netballers were like "you look like a netballer, are you a netballer?" and i was gonna scream NOOOOO. but anyway. they made me play. but i got chocolate after that(: oh yeahhh! Samantha signed up for sailing. miss quah wrote my name down... and my mum gave samantha my number and she gave it to madelene. i think that's how it's spelt.. neway, she's (madelene) like "*GASP* YOU'RE MY ENEMYYY!" cause rosyth and st hilda's are enemies, hahahahha. anyway, julia and filzah started calling me hamster. and i seriously seriously can't stand it anymore. whatever. anywayyyyy uh. yea, miss quah is tic of sailing(: uhhhhhhh. i didn't see softball and basketball, no time. didn't see drama's performance either, the studio was too crowded. anyway...... i seriously have to go do the blogskin. and formyselfalso.&lt;br /&gt;daphneisseriouslybusywith&lt;br /&gt;hersstsandherstupid&lt;br /&gt;commitmentsandhastogonow,&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and for once in a very long time, i'll reply your tags now. most of em. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASSERBY: dunno, just think so. gut feeling, lol. im' going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA: i saw you on manymany days, hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;YIJIE: evil, my day was fine. and how could you be so evil to your geog teacher? okay, maybe im' mean to mine too, in my opinion she looks like medusa -.-&lt;br /&gt;MAXINE: basic psychomotor ability test. top 40% in cohort have to go for all sport specific tests.&lt;br /&gt;ROCHELLE: uh. usually at two. but fridays at twelve. my last period which was scheduled to end at 12:50 was cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA: oh yeah! TKGS ROCKKKS(:&lt;br /&gt;LIANNE: YESYES, EVERYONE HAS THE TKGIAN SPIRITTTTT(:&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA: must like your school okay? not only like, LOOOVE(:&lt;br /&gt;SHERINA: hellooo, yes, i keep rushing homework. uh. i didn't get into drama...&lt;br /&gt;MAXINE: did you? i don't remmeber hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;AIWEI: hahhaha, how short did you cut yours? i just kep layering mine.&lt;br /&gt;WENDI: hello love. gfy, i miss you lots. and and and see you.&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA: YESYES, okay. i miss you. AND I LOVE TKG(:&lt;br /&gt;MAXINE: yea, wish me good luck. omg. hahhahah. but i'm like damn scared of her. ehhh. don't tell you, kinda weird, hahahhaha. everytime i think of it i'll start laughing. and i think you're off track, they're not &lt;i&gt;abit&lt;/i&gt;, they're &lt;i&gt;totally&lt;/i&gt; sort. i got no time to be sad about the drama thing... except that sometimes the truth sinks in when i'm trying to sleep and i lose my beauty sleep. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;~.~: ehhh, i dunno? julia? cheryl? venessa?&lt;br /&gt;DIANNE: ohh okay, i have your number already and i already gave you mine. did your mum scold you?&lt;br /&gt;AUDREY: hey first friend, no prob(:&lt;br /&gt;QIAN: helloooo(:&lt;br /&gt;FILZAH: hello, i'm not a bloody hamster, stop calling me that. and uh. can i get the password/username for the class blog? email me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-98382698986443575?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/98382698986443575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=98382698986443575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/98382698986443575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/98382698986443575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/01/helloooooo-i-havent-been-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-8804544238594037109</id><published>2008-01-17T01:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T01:43:56.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sighs*, really no time to post. so this is gonna be a short one.. i have to do my tuition homework. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-we got assaulted by the health people today.&lt;br /&gt;-i got rejected by drama.&lt;br /&gt;-apparently Kristin's "better" than Dianne and Vidhya cause she got into drama and they didn't.&lt;br /&gt;-and yueshan likes talking to herself.&lt;br /&gt;-some people really don't like &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%^&amp;amp;."&gt;!@#$%^&amp;amp;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i'm one of those people, she seriously sucks.&lt;br /&gt;-apparently, )(*&amp;amp;^ is les.&lt;br /&gt;-i'm getting seriously irritated by Kristin when she does that "oh my god, so sad you didn't get into drama, i wish you got into drama!" thing of hers.&lt;br /&gt;-Kristin spent a freaking $7 on SWEETS ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so. Dianne didn't get into drama. seriously. and not to offend anyone, but i seriously think Kristin didn't deserve that place in drama. right, some of you know, but i didn't get into drama. this probably sounds stupidly jealous to all of you, but in my opinion, Dianne deserved that place more than Kristin. Not saying Kristin can't act, but personally, Dianne's much better. Dianne and Vidhya got much smaller roles than Kristin and Umairah. I kinda expected Umairah to get in. She's like super good. but i really expected Dianne and Vidhya to get in too, and if possible, also Kristin. But still, i dont' believe that Kristin got in and Dianne didn't.  Kristin cried during the finals. And the people probably thought that was acting. But she wasn't, she was really crying. That was like probably how she got in. anyway. i'm still puzzling over what cca to join. i really don't wanna join Tennis though Angeline is in there. oh yeah, angeline is yueshan's senior omg0.0 then we didn't know until she told us she knew yueshan. i really really don't like the tennis coach. aiyo aiyo aiyo. i don't like almost all the coaches... i even more dont' like the stupid softball coach. aand theres this girl in softball that was from rosyth(: aiyo. basketball doesn't look very appealing to me either, i'm too lazy to go watch netball trainings. i'm kinda contemplating joining dance, but most of their dances are like, ballet. LOL, headache. AND ALSOOOO, MY EVIL ANGEL HASN'T WRITTEN TO ME. and so hasn't vidhya's and dianne's. does Karen's name start with K or W? Karen Anne Wei Jiamin. LOL, we think she's Afiqa's angel. andand afiqa and me. our head circumference and height were same when we were just born.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-8804544238594037109?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/8804544238594037109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=8804544238594037109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8804544238594037109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8804544238594037109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/01/sighs-really-no-time-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-3885100627290651335</id><published>2008-01-12T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T01:46:08.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back. tuition sucked hahaha. okay yesterday. A* science was cancelled. and we were all like screaming! hhahaha. then those in our class that in top 40% changed. uh. yueshan and me went to videoworld. the rest ate at canteen. LOL so funny. i ran right past videoworld. and i saw vanessa and lianne in pizza hut. no fair hahaha i want pizza also. hahaha but i'm just too lazy to go order hahaha. uh anyway. bought cup noodles hahaha. and i brought back to school. and cheryl saw and she was like "OMG. CUPNOODLES!" hahha. uh then. yea. halfway through i realised i did the stupidest thing ever. I LEFT MY WALLET AT VIDEOWORLD. then i ran back with julia and kristin. and the aunty there was like she recognized me hahaha. and she returned me, hahah. so heng(: then i bought toblerone and sweets, hahha. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH MY GOODNESS, HEAVEN! TOBLERONE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hahaha. and thennn. uh. yea. ate my lunch. julia gave me mnms(: and they turned my mouth blue... then i ran back to videoworld with yueshan and kristin. kristin bought sweets. i bought ice cream to turn my mouth orange hahaha. i can't remember what yueshan bought. uh. stood outside videoworld to eat my icecream cause we didn't dare bring it into school hahaha. uh. then back to school. started playing at fitness corner(: i was chatting with kristin and she was on track and field also(: and she's even crazier about wuzun than i am. sorry, was. hahaha. she saw him in person luh... i mean she went to the airport hahah(: anyway. we were chatting for like so long hahaha.t hen went hall. was hoping they wouldn't take attendance then i wouldn't have to do sst... but anyway. i anyhow play, so i got de-selected, YAY! hahahaha. tennis. wah siao. we did hand and eye coordination. then hand eye leg coordination. and the perpetually blind (i don't mean this literally) tennis coach selected me for tennis round two. *shakes head* anyway. went to foyer. and then kristin and i wanted to go see if the drama auditions over. but anyway, we met alyssa and venessa on the way. alyssa wanted to go also so we (yueshan, kristin, venessa, alyssa, me) went. yueshan and venessa didn't audition though. and like so funny we were supposed to prepare a monologue but we didn't. so it was kinda impromptu LOL! uhhh. yea.so i was like speaking real fast cause the guy didn't even give the other people one minute. and and and karen is in drama(: after drama auditions then we went foyer. met cheryl, claire and julia there. uh claire went back. then cheryl was calling her mum. then after that yueshan asked me to pose. like the school statue hahaha. eh i can't find the photo hahaha. then uh. yea, yueshan smsed the thingy for the ringtone for Crush on You. then i went to bluetooth to me hahaha. then i jio julia's phone and started bluetoothing songs... but some take very long so i gave up. then tangyuzhe's 最爱还是你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; didn't send properly and it sounded so funny hahha. and i got 超喜欢你, but my phone says the timing is 48 secs, but its not, its actually like uh 2mins plus hahahha. yea. then uh. home. yea. and then for the whole day i was like rushing my theory out(: and i was like asking Claire "five sharps is what major?" and she went around asking alot of people, i think she even asked samantha, hahahah. uh anyway. yea. i finished my theory except one page hahha.(: and i'm doing the bs account now so i &lt;i&gt;won't&lt;/i&gt; be replying tags again hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-3885100627290651335?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/3885100627290651335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=3885100627290651335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/3885100627290651335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/3885100627290651335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-8599697209434673317</id><published>2008-01-11T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T19:48:53.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooh shit. wanna know something goood? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hahaha, i anyhow played for badminton sst and i got de-selected! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and the bad news? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i got selected for tennis round two and i don't even know how to play tennis... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and the news thats making me SUPER nervous? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i went for drama audition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;seriously luh. i went with kristin and alyssa. alyssa's and kristin's was good luh, i really dunno about mine... oh shit luh. i'm so scared i don't get into drama club. *Dear god, i never really asked you for anything (yet) but still, please grant  me my wish and let me get into drama round two. and even better if you let me pass drama round two and get me into drama club* then when they asked me if i considering any other ccas right, i dunno what to say and i just said basketball. but seriously luh, i really dunno. if i get selected for both drama and basketball, i dunno which one i'll choose. probably drama though... i think i'll like drama more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dear god, pleasepleaseplease let me get into drama club!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-8599697209434673317?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/8599697209434673317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=8599697209434673317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8599697209434673317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8599697209434673317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/01/ooh-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-911599244206538414</id><published>2008-01-10T02:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T02:10:10.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH RIGHT! What CCA's are you joining? tomorrow have badminton &amp;amp; tennis ssts... *sighs* i think i'm gonna skip tennis... although it's compulsory hahaha. haiyo. i want basketball(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-911599244206538414?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/911599244206538414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=911599244206538414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/911599244206538414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/911599244206538414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-right-what-ccas-are-you-joining.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-5989990155617077186</id><published>2008-01-10T01:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T02:07:15.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oops, not supposed to be blogging.... heh. i'm supposed to be writing my Commonwealth Essay (which was made compulsory for my class, hmn). and also searching for legends and myths for my english lesson tomorrow(: haiyo. anyway. i'll tr to remember what happened th past few days hahha. uh. you know about wednesday already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was crazy hahaha. we were supposedly rehearsing for our friday night's performance but the dismissal bell rang and like so many people ran out of school hahaha. uh. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday. F U N(: hahhaa. after school. changed into pe attire then we went canteen. hahaha. then we supposed to lift a bucket of water with our LEGS. and our legs cannot touch the floor hahaha. then it was like damn tiring luh hahaha. then we started screaming and just laughing. Filzah was singing spongebob. hahaha. then some people were screaming "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONE THREE! ONE THREE! ONE THREEEE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(alamak, leg pain leh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" hahaha. uh. then we went foyer. and played some bench game. i didn't play cause butt damn pain hahhaa. julia played until her butt pain hahaha. then we had road block (: then we started hopping on one leg and screaming "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E-S-O-N-G SONG, CAMPFIRE! C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E-S-O-N-G SONG, CAMPFIRE! CAMPFIRE'S BURNING NOW, CAMPFIRE'S BURNING NOW! CAMPFIRE'S BURNING NOW, CAMPFIRE'S BURNING NOW! BURNING NOW, BURN, BURN, BURN! BURNING NOW, BURN, BURN, BURN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAMPFIRE'S BURNING IN THE DARK DARK NIGHT, WE SAY OOH YEAH, YIPPEE YIPPEE YEAH! CAMPFIRE'S BURNING IN THE DARK DARK NIGHT, WE SAY OOH YEAH, YIPPEE YIPPEE YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" And everyone was like trying to yell that while hopping to the void deck opposite our classes hahaha. uh then we played carrots and turnips hahaha. then we managed to stay together for 2 minutes. damn hard luh, like i was holding on to julia with my legs and then the rest were like pulling my arms hahaha. then we played against student leaders and they couldn't pull us apart, hahaha. uh, i think it was me and qian(: uh then. back to class, rehearse for performance. then campfire. small, teeny tiny one hahaha. cause raining, so they lit the campfire, thn we went to hall. then then then the performance very scary :x i was like asking vidhya "can i hold your hand?" hahaha. but it was fun luh(: but i don't think the ugly betty paegeant class thingy shold have won(: but i liked the modern shakesphere thing. very funny hahaha. esp. when the girl proposed to "juliet". Lianne's class was nice, they did sexy back, OMG. hahaha. then. student leaders. omg they did GREASE LIGHTNINGGGG(: hahaha. damn nice luh(: uh. yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;saturday. tuition, *sighs*. then home, packing up. sunday, moveee house. i don't think you guys know. other than uh. janelle, julia, qian and yueshan. hahaha. my piano got damaged... what "elite movers"... LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MONDAY. uh. i can't remember... hahaha. there was one day when i met Jieyun on the bus though(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tuesday. uh, still can't remember, just classes and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wednesday. OMG SO FUNNY LUH. during geog class right, we (julia, qian, colette, yueshan and me) were like at the back of the computer lab cos we didn't wanna sit in front. then julia clipped the crocodile clip to her shoe and started moving about. and she said she was electrocuted, hahaha. then we started clipping the crocodile clips to each other. then we cannot stop laughing and the... Mrs Lai didn't do anything about it hahaha. and she says that she has a knee injury right, but she walk damn fast lehh. yea, and if you ask us five what she said in the lesson, we wouldn't be able to tell you hahaha, we were too busy laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today. not so crazy luh. okay, except for pe hahahaha. first period lss(: all of us didn't bring our safety goggles to the lab so we used the old ones hahaha. and we lit the bunsen burner. very scary lehh. but you light one time then very fun, i lit it like uh, four or five times hahaha. then pe. ROCKED! we got ms quah hahaha. julia thinks she's 不男不女 cause of her short hair. but you can tell she's female luh. then she ask who's the sports capt. then i was like hiding behind vidhya, but then julia (in her stupid loud voice) went to say "DAPHNE!" and then ms quah asked me to stand up. then she ask for vice sports capt, but dun have. so she asked me to sabo one person. then i said julia hahahaha. then uh, yea. did warm ups. then sort of sprinting luh. first we did the dancing move, hahaha. the front back foot. i did it hahaha. then we were supposed to skip but our legs must go highhhh. but i can't skip for nuts boo. LOL. then was lift leg, stretch leg straight and walk forward, damn funny luh, venessa yueshan and i couldn't stop laughing hahaha. then was kick out butts(: then combine. damn funny luh hahaha. then we did pass the baton. just practise only luh, we didn't really do the running part. uh then we did uh. something like softball luh. but no ball, just run and touch base hahaha. then yueshan asked me to do what the statue in the foyer was doing, then i went to do luh. &amp;amp; yueshan fell in love with the stupid pose and asked me to pose again after school and she take picture. but we didn't hahaha. but anyway, about pe. we (me and julia) stayed back cos ms quah wanted our names. then she thought i was julia and julia was daphne. so we were like yeah! hahahah. then went eqiupment room. and i supposedly bullied julia cos we were both supposed to carry the cones but i didn't and gave it to julia. and md quah went 'don't let her bully you, bully her back' hahaha. then uh. yea. i carried ms quah's stuff. then there were these sec 4s outside the hall. then i was like screaming 'HIIIII!' to them and they were like looking at me like i was crazy hahaha. uh equip room. i was playing with some condemned ball that had some stupid boy character on it hahaha. uh then back to class. english. uh. then. recess. geog. didn't go com lab though hahaha. but yueshan and i were like drawing on my hand doing our impersonation of Mrs "medusa" lai. hahaha. uh. music. so funny luh, we had to sing the school song LOL. then dismissal. yueshan was convincing me to go pose but i didn't hahaha. and i caught the wrong bus, i forgot 43 didn't go to st gabriels -.- so i walked all the way from my old house... haiyo(: i have to go do my essay and uh. my research alreadys, bye, and i'll reply tags another time hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-5989990155617077186?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/5989990155617077186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=5989990155617077186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5989990155617077186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5989990155617077186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/01/oops-not-supposed-to-be-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-2900172429599934031</id><published>2008-01-09T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T04:19:49.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uh short update, i have to go shower soooon(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;omg tkgs totally ROOOOOCKS(:(:(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i love tkgs luh hahaha. orientation rocked. and uh. yea. let me think. i have to go shower soon, so i'll update some time next time hahaha. oh my goodness i so love tkg. and i love JULIAAAA KOHHH and HO QI ANNNN and COLETTE TANNNNN. and WUYUESHAN (SHANSHANNNN) hahaha. ehmagod hahaha. they rockk(: and then i'm  like on class comm hahaha. qian voted julia, venessa voted me -.- AAAAHHH. hahaha. cheryl is chair. chair. chair. hahaha. nadiah is vice chair. uh. i think joy is treasurer. uhhh. DIANNE is uh. let me think. oh yeah, secretary hahaha. oh and and and i'minthetop40%inseconecohortbutmyscoresucks. yes, MY SCORE SUCKS. and i dun wanna be in top 40%, cause tht means i have to go for ALL ssts. PPPFFTT. i can't play tennis hahahaha. uh. i have to go now, reply all of you next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND I LOOOOVE TKGS(: ANNNND 1/3 hahahha. and JULIA QIAN COLETTE YUESHAN. nyahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-2900172429599934031?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/2900172429599934031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=2900172429599934031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/2900172429599934031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/2900172429599934031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/01/uh-short-update-i-have-to-go-shower.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-5946428849998938975</id><published>2008-01-01T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T00:13:11.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'd be lying if i said today was a great day -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* anyway, today was horrific, haha. bad descript, sorry. morning. uh. i can't believe i actually managed to wake up, haha. then my mum cut the threads on my belt and anyhow sew on loosely -.- then. rush rush rush. school. uh. dropped off outside the gate. so funny, walked in thn all the sec ones looking for the notice board but not there, hahaha. then we waited quite awhile then the DM pushed the board out. then checked our names. i'm in 1 Integrity -.- at first thought that was our class names, but its only OGs. but anyway, our OGs are our classes luh, i'm in 1E3.  uh. anyway we assembled in foyer first. uh then they brought us up to hall. then they call all the OG that time then the sec twos threes and fours were like screaming and clapping. thn sat down. &amp;amp; they made us squeeze cause the hall no space for 4 levels -.- uh anyway, we sat there in the hall for about 2 hours luh. imean sec ones only. when the threes and fours left then we had to go onstage -.- uh then.... the Principal and VP and HOD for pe talk alot lehhh. but anyway, tomorrow got BPAT test -.- shit luh, i have WP. &amp;amp; then if top 40 % then must go for ALL the tryouts for all the sports ccas except for bowling &amp;amp; sailing. uh. anyway. back to class. then the cher collected our forms &amp;amp; then went for recess. i didn't eat, hahaha. i spent my recess in class -.- uh then we supposedly had class bonding, but the teacher not in class -.- anyway. our buddies came and we went on tour. then. uh. quiz. then they told us that on friday we would have to perform and if we used a song we had to put it outside the prefects' den by tomorrow. but we haven't even decided anything yet -.- *sighs* anyway. teacher came in. lol, gave us our substitute nametags first. then uh. talked for awhile. and and and. yeah, dismissed us. oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-5946428849998938975?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/5946428849998938975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=5946428849998938975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5946428849998938975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5946428849998938975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2008/01/id-be-lying-if-i-said-today-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-6112116426675193290</id><published>2007-12-31T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T23:36:16.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EHMAGOD, yesterday ROCKED(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;like seriously, it was damn fun. okay, only at the adults party luh, the kids party totally sucked, hahaha. anyway, morning. my mum woke me up... i didn't want to wake up -.- i wanted to sleeeeep. *sighs* packed my stuff &amp;amp; went down to my godmummy's house. my bro &amp;amp; i were left there while my mum, dad &amp;amp; denise went off. this time i'm actually happy, hahaha. they went for the end-of-year golf competition. actually my coach entered me also, but i dun want, &amp;amp; i think the club didn't accept cause i didnt' get my pc card yet, i only have the temp one. so anyway, bro &amp;amp; i watched ervyn ( my god-nephew)'s cds. like. uhh. looney tunes &amp;amp; tom &amp;amp; jerry, hahaha. either that or hi-5. hahaha. uh. went upstairs. then started messing about in jeannie, daniel, &amp;amp; my god-mummy's room. but we didn't mess up anything okay... hahaha. then daniel came home. &amp;amp; darryl was like hiding from him. &amp;amp; daniel was like "why you all hiding here?" then darryl went to use daniel's computer. i was... uh sleeping, hahaha. jeannie came home later on, daniel using his laptop. uh. then. later on. i woke up &amp;amp; went to change. darryl change also... my god mummy &amp;amp; daddy camehome. uhhh. then went to the club. we were late, haha. anyway. i didn't eat much luh, no appetite. hahaha. then i was avoiding javor cause he was playing with balloons. oh yea, their names damn funny luh. cause they never hear properly, so "jamie" become "amy", jacques nothing wrong, "javor" become "jervor". hahaha. then everyone supposed to wear the nametag, but cause the people cannot find mine, so i dun need to wear, hahaha. uh. then. yea, the host is a friggin' TRANSVITE. eeeeek. &amp;amp; "she" 's wearing a wig. hohoho. almost fell down while she was dancing. &amp;amp; i spent most of my time just sititng in the corner smsing a whole lot of people, hahaha. but then got once javor runrunrun &amp;amp; never look &amp;amp; banged into this photographer. hahaha. i'll just call him green cause his shirt is GREEN(: anyway, green was like ''so cuteee(:" to javor &amp;amp; tried to take his photo, but javor run away, hahaha. but in the end we still took photo cause i jio the 3 j's &amp;amp; darryl to take photo, hahaha. then. we were supposed to draw what we wanted for new year, so i just drew this stick figure smiling (which was relaly ugly, hahaha) &amp;amp; wrote "i just wanna be happy, hahaha". and then darryl went to touch the transvite cause he was playing some game. &amp;amp; then he touch one time &amp;amp; he went "i'm never touching a transvite ever again -.-" LOL. &amp;amp; then denise, zheren &amp;amp; zheyuan came over for awhile. &amp;amp; the transvite was going "turkies go gobblegobblegobble." &amp;amp; then denise was like 'what the fuck?' &amp;amp; zheyuan went "eh daphne, why you so fat now?" &amp;amp; i was like "fuck you, im' still underweight okay, &amp;amp; you're fatter than me" hahaha. anyway. after the kids party. went to adults party, FUN! my daddy was drunk -.- hahaha. so was my goddaddy. lol. went inside. it was like DAMN FUN LUHHHH(: we started collecting the party poppers, hahaha. then got th team a (my side, the right side) then team b (the left side). then damn funny luh. we supposed to do one looong train to decide which side is the stronger side. LOL. then must go up to the front &amp;amp; do the limbo rock cause the theme was tropicano. hahaha. then at first me &amp;amp; denise only. but then zheren &amp;amp; zheyuan joined in also. so it's like denise, me, zheren, zheyuan. then this young kid behind zheyuan kept grabbing his butt, LOL. then zheyuan went infront of denise. then zheren kena groped by the kid, hahaha. then we went on stage &amp;amp; started screaming. then everytime the host went "team a, screammmmm!'', zheren &amp;amp; i will like scream at each other, then zheyuan said "don't lose your voice" hahaha. then on stage was like damn fun luh. then uh. went back to table, sat down. then the guys opened the champagne. i didnt' drink -.- denise &amp;amp; zheren did thou. hahaha. then they started playing "hate that i love you". then everyone was like going "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AAAAAND I HATE THAT I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hahaha so funny luh. then they started playing fast paced "umbrella". but then we realised is not "umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh." it's "cinderella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh." but then everyone just started singing umbrella instead, LOL. then Uncle kenny (zheren &amp;amp; zheyuan's dad) was like going to pop the bottle of champagne. then he shakeshakeshake &amp;amp; then so funny luh. we all hiding &amp;amp; screaming cause we didn't wanna get wet. then he *pop* but nothing come out, hahaha. then he still had to pull off the cap. then everyone was like laughing like siao -.- uh then went onstage again to do countdown. then they were like telecasting form vivo city. hahah. then it was like counting down &amp;amp; then we all pulled the party popper, hahaha. then went back to the table. uh. everyone just wishing strangers happy new year, hahaha. i saw green, hahaha, wished him happy new year also. then just started hugging everyone, hahahaha. uh, then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;everyone started cramming party hats on each other, hahaha. then. got the lucky draw. uh. then uh. right, our table's waiter asked for denise's number, hahaah. called sky, ithink. hahaha. then zheren was like ''he pao you?  my tuuuuurn." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;went home, the car was like damned crammed, got denise's prizes, thn still got the lucky draw stuff &amp;amp; the golf bags, hahaha. home, sleep, durh, hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today was shit, seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S U C K E D ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At like 7 + in the morning i was woken up by shouting, turns out my mummy, daddy, aunty &amp;amp; grandmom were having an all-out war. seriously. &amp;amp; we (the kids) didn't even do anything right, my aunty just started cursing us like saying to my mummy "you no human decency, your kids will die early, blablablabla" and my mum was like "you don't curse my kids." wl eh. then i went outside &amp;amp; started listening... then my aunt started cursing everyone luh, even the maid's family.. go &amp;amp; die luh. &amp;amp; she's singing some stupid self-composed song that i can't be bothered to listen to. but so far all i can here is "we shall see, we shall see, the lord blablablabla" btw, she's christian, i'm not, hahaha. my dad says she's gonan move out. &amp;amp; the lyrics may sound nice, but wait, remember that my aunt is totally pitch-deaf &amp;amp; toneless so it really sucks -.- okay, then julia &amp;amp; david asked me to make some new year resolutions (which i still haven't, i wanted to sleep last night). &amp;amp; i still dunno what i should say. mmmn. lets see. eight okay, 2008, haha. uhhh. this is hard... *screams* i hate resolutions, i give up! i really, really really cannot make any resolutions, i really, really really cannot think of any -.- anyway, here are my top lists this yearrr(: hahaha. not in order, don't blame me if you're last. &amp;amp; any number luh, i dunno, sometimes 10, 15, 20, hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;PEOPLE(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. DEEERRNIISE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. MAXINE VOON, I LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. WENDIIIIIII, aiai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. AIWEI(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. BRYAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. SHAWNNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7. JUNRONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8. YEOKHENGYIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;9. JULIAAAAAA LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10. D A V I D , l o v e s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SONGS - ENGLISH(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. thanks for the memories. (Fall out boy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. tattoo. (Jordin Sparks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. What goes around comes around. (Justi Timberlake)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. Irreplaceable. (Beyonce)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. eighth world wonder. (Kimberly Locke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. numb. (Linkin Park)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7. The way i are. (timbaland) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8. Lips of an Angel. (hinder)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;9. Umbrella. (NOT RIHANNAH(: MCFLYYYYYYYYYY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10. All about you. (Mcfly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;11. Makes me wonder. (Maroon 5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;12. Famous last words. (MCR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;13. My Love. (Justin Timberlake)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;14. Who Knew. (Pink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;15. i love you. (the ordinary boys)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SONGS - CHINESE(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. 梁山伯与朱丽叶. (Caoge, Zhuowenxuan.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. 本草纲目. (Jaychou, remember the JCD hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. 我们的纪念日. (Fanweiqi.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. i think i. (fanweiqi, title's in english, but it's a half chinese, half english song.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. 最爱还是你. (tangyuzhe &amp;hearts;!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. 新窝. (flh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7. 出神入化. (flh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8.  不会爱. (flh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;9. 借口. (SHE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10. 谢谢你的温柔. (SHE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;11. 真爱. (183 Club)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;12. 不能说的秘密. (Jaychou)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;13. 夜曲. (Jaychou)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;14. 不得不爱. (Panweibo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;15. 错了再错. (Zhangdongliang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;16. 懂了. (Tank)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;17. 爱情女神. (jocie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;18. 爱美. (rainie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;19. 臭男人. (huangyida)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;20. 说你爱我. (SHE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ARTISTES - ENGLISH(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. pussycat dolls (i can't believe that asia horseyface won the search -.- )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. Natalie Imbruglia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. Fergie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. Timbaland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. MCR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7. Beyonce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8. Jesse Mccartney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;9. Westlife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10. Something Corporate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ARTISTES - CHINESE(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. TANGYUZHEEEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. flh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. SHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. Jaychou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. Zhang Dong Liang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. Fanweiqi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7. Zhuowenxuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8. 183 Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;9. Rainie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10. Huangyida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;DRAMAS(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Devil Beside You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. Witch Yoo Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. Why Why Love. (ehmagod, it was showing on some channel in genting.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. Coffee Prince.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. 1 Litre of Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. It started with a kiss I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. It started with a kiss II.&lt;br /&gt;8. They kiss again.&lt;br /&gt;9. Lovers.&lt;br /&gt;10. Hanakimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, i'm too lazy to do anymore, hahaha. gonna watch suzuka, byes(: okay, or maybe finish my skin -.- hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: the ending sucked hahaha. i'm re-watching it again, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA: LOL, you unlucky, no sister, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;PASSERBY: uh, someone form rgs...&lt;br /&gt;SHERINA: happy 2008(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i forgot, i'm really gonna miss waiting for aiwei, wendi &amp;amp; the rest ): hmns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-6112116426675193290?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/6112116426675193290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=6112116426675193290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/6112116426675193290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/6112116426675193290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/ehmagod-yesterday-rocked-like-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-7798051834384116721</id><published>2007-12-30T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T03:25:43.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh wow, just realised i forgot to reply tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASSER-BY: you know something, i'm beginning to think i know who you are(:&lt;br /&gt;EBAY SELLER: hey, i went to look at the skirt, haha, but sorry, not my type. &amp;amp; i don't think i need a skirt in the near future...&lt;br /&gt;JIEYUN: LOL, since when you use this kind of language. ok, maybe you did use it in school, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;WENDI: yes, animal. &amp;amp; i know, i love her tooooo(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reply the rest later, i have to go for dinerrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-7798051834384116721?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/7798051834384116721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=7798051834384116721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/7798051834384116721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/7798051834384116721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-wow-just-realised-i-forgot-to-reply.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-4468887782335388777</id><published>2007-12-30T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T02:32:39.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh wow, i'm posting on a sunday. nothing today. didn't go golf. darryl didn't go swimming. ahhh. morning. my mum woke me up at 12... *screams* i wanna sleep -.- went out for lunch. my parents had craving for thai sharkfin. actually i don't really like thai food much-.- everything is mostly sweet. -.- my aunty is seriously mad. she's angry at everyone, even at me, darryl &amp;amp; denise-.- please luh, we didn't even do anything... oh dearr. my bro &amp;amp; maid are shredding pieces of paper(: it's kinda fun hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-4468887782335388777?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/4468887782335388777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=4468887782335388777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/4468887782335388777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/4468887782335388777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-wow-im-posting-on-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-626300069956378442</id><published>2007-12-29T10:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T10:23:51.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new skin. supposed to be watching witch yoo hee but i got sidetracked and started editing this skin. aaaanyway, enjoy. i'm off to watch witch yoo hee again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-626300069956378442?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/626300069956378442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=626300069956378442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/626300069956378442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/626300069956378442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-7686629160525706172</id><published>2007-12-29T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T06:58:47.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pepperoni is depressed ... nevermind, cheese is depressed alsooooo, i'm having real doubts about my choice. did i make the wrong choice by putting tkg as my first choice? i mean, i know i would get into tkg, but maybe i should have put cedar first? maybe i made the wrong choice by putting cedar second? did i make the wrong choice by entering tkg? cause this topic's really got me thinking right now... we could say &lt;b&gt;NONE&lt;/b&gt; of my friends got into tkg. okay, maybe some, but still, i'm not very close to them or anything. but friends as in close friend luh. i'm still having doubts about my choices, although i can't change anything right now. maybe, just maybe i should have put cedar as my first choice. maybe i'd be happier there. cause i know my sister's more social than i am. so maybe cause of that she &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; happy in tkg. but regarding me, i'm less sociable, i'm more towards the shy side, so i'm like totally alone right now yea? i'm still not sure i'll enjoy myself in tkg and all, not that the school sucks or anything, but it's like i might not be as happy as i was if i was with my friends like maxine, wendi, aiwei, amanda, nicole, and the rest luh, so just maybe i made the wrong choice. blame it on me, i'm just rubbish at making decisions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-7686629160525706172?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/7686629160525706172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=7686629160525706172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/7686629160525706172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/7686629160525706172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/pepperoni-is-depressed.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-6892139579192067999</id><published>2007-12-29T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T04:01:51.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right, i have something to announce,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my &lt;s&gt;dear&lt;/s&gt; aunty has gone totally CRAZY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eek, scary. she goes around the house cursing and screaming. like, at both the maids. going like 'stupid maid, you think you very smart? you wanna fight then fight lah!' like, not even to the maid, she's fucking muttering to herself... -.- today was ee too. heh, my bro woke me up at around 12 +. i think. uh. cause i slept at 2 last night -.- anyway, i went upstairs and slept again. and my mommy didn't let me sleep and made me go downstairs. so i took my time, haha, and she thought i went back to sleep. eheh. downstairs. ehh. watched the stupid cartoon channel forawhile. and when this stupid cartoon came on then we watched Kamisama Kazoku. &amp;amp; my mum went into this cleaning frenzy... she started clearing out the stupid shoes luh. and then she said after lunch it'd be our room. *freak* cause my table is veryvery messy. and my cupboard got alot of crap... then after lunch i went upstairs and hid everything in my bedside drawer ;x hahaha. but she didn't clear out my room after all, she started sorting through our baby photos ;x hahahahaha. and i realised that last time i was like DAMN fat luh, and then when i smile very ugly, hahahahhaa. ugly until i cannot stop laughing. another time if i got time i scan in the photo &amp;amp; show you guys, hahahaha. andand i'm definitely not looking forward to monday, have the countdown party. i do NOT want to say bye to 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right! look what i found, from &lt;a href="http://gym-addict.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt; damn funny luhs, about the rg people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ello....&lt;br /&gt;sec 1 orientation ystd.&lt;br /&gt;i was freakin bored durin the talk n every1 was fidgeting.&lt;br /&gt;especially when the vp was tokin.&lt;br /&gt;but i heard some gossip(:&lt;br /&gt;some rgps ppl were tokin n they were cursing the natasha person sitting 2 rows in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;they were like,&lt;br /&gt;"oh, its that IDIOTIC PROUD ASS. Ha. Thinks she so pro.So what if she score so high?"&lt;br /&gt;(many ppl answer) "Ya lor."&lt;br /&gt;"Wonder which teacher she will suck up to." (giggles)&lt;br /&gt;there was more, but i didnt hear everything.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.its no surprise they have the same thinkin as most of us.&lt;br /&gt;but sch will b starting soon. NO MORE HOLS. but aVERY busy year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH**&lt;br /&gt;n anyway this place is dead so im like tokin to my hand &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like damn funny luh, i couldnt't stop laughing... anyyyyyyway, dinner was kinda gross. we ordered macs -.- it's like all cold. hahhaha. and we went to put A L O T of salt on the fries. hahahahahaha. and we went to put the chicken salt luh, and it's like damn funny, hahahaa. and they gave us an extra nugget by acc. hahahah. &amp; i'm like in LOVE with my blogsong(: hahahaa. eep. i'm gonna re-watch witch yoooo heee, byes. &amp;&amp; i'm still too lazy to reply tags, sorry ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-6892139579192067999?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/6892139579192067999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=6892139579192067999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/6892139579192067999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/6892139579192067999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/right-i-have-something-to-announce-my.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-4955788282139122638</id><published>2007-12-28T00:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:18.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;if theres one person god makes me hate for the rest of my life, it's my brother.&lt;/span&gt; JESUS. i really really really can't fucking stand him anymore. *screams and attempts to pull hair out* he can do &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; to me while i can't fucking do anything to him. i can't disturb him when he's using the computer, he can disturb me and jump around me and pull me all over the place when i'm using the computer. take this morning, i wasn't doing &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; to him, and he suddenly comes and starts going 'pow! bang! wahaha!' for no fucking reason. so i tell him to get lost. and he stands there and pulls the chair i'm sitting on forward, backward, forward, backward and right, left, right, left. then he finally sat down on MY chair. i can't stand it, why can't he sit on his own chair when it's like right beside him? so i get real fed up and just tell him to get lost again. then he sits on his chair and starts irritating me again, so i push his chair away and he follows the stupid chair. then he started screaming that he almost fell down the stairs or whatever fucking shit, like going 'YOU LA! LATER I GO HOSPITAL THEN YOU PAY MY MEDICAL BILLS!' and he starts threatening me and going 'next wednesday when you come home from school i wno't let you use the computer!' and im' like do i fucking care? what can he do to stop me from using the stupid computer? and he sleeps on &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; bed. he has his own fucking bed, why can't he sleep on his bed? *screams again* and he can yell at me, i can't yell at him, if not my mom will start with the fucking 'stop fighting with your brother, you only have one brother' talk. *SCREAMS*. i really can't stand this kind of fucking life anymore. when he screams and yells at me, my mum just ignores it. when i scream at him she'll start protecting him and saying 'you only have one brother, treat him better. he's only a young boy! one day you'll regret this.' like fuck, he's SO not a young boy, and one day i'm gonna regret not rebelling against my mum about the "treat your brother better" talk. sometimes i really wanna scream at my mum. and my bro is like "sensitive". if i accidentally bump into him or what he'll fucking start crying. and then my mum will go 'why? why you crying? is it your sister bully you again?' and i'm like fuck, i didn't even do anything luh. also he walk so damned slow and i walk fast. so every time he walks in front of me i always step on his shoe luh, then he'll turn around and say "CAN YOU STOP STEPPING ON MY SHOE!?" and i will be like ''then walk faster lah!' and then my dad/mum will go 'don't bully your brother!' and i'm like fuck, go away. he don't want to walk fast then walk behind or beside me luh, he knows i walk fast already still must walk in front of me so fucking slow. my mum is the first to blame me for everything, cause my bro cries for just about everything. he can't fucking do anything himself luh! if in the morning his uniform is not no his bed he'll cry. if in the morning the water is cold, he'll cry. and the first thing my mum always says is "is it your sister bully you?" like fuck off, i was in my room minding my own fucking business luh, what does it have to do with me!? seriously, sometimes i can't stand my mum. she's like such a bitch at times luh, every thing is MY fault. then when i argue back and tell her i didn't do anything, she'll start saying ''dont' lie blablablablabla, you know i don't like people who lie" when in the first place i wasn't even fucking lying. look at this picture, it shows how much i want to kill my fucking brother right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3S1Rfpj7NI/AAAAAAAAAgM/HOEPL9j66tI/s1600-h/EEEEE,+STUPID+DARRYL!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148939586149543122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3S1Rfpj7NI/AAAAAAAAAgM/HOEPL9j66tI/s200/EEEEE,+STUPID+DARRYL!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;from &lt;a href="http://stickgal.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you look at all of stickgirl's images, they explain how she feels. you know what, i should really use images to explain my feelings instead, it's easier. and i don't have to type and stop to fight with my fucking brother. *SCREAMS AGAIN AND TRIES TO WRECK DARRYL'S ROOM*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-4955788282139122638?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/4955788282139122638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=4955788282139122638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/4955788282139122638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/4955788282139122638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/if-theres-one-person-god-makes-me-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3S1Rfpj7NI/AAAAAAAAAgM/HOEPL9j66tI/s72-c/EEEEE,+STUPID+DARRYL!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33622285.post-1875974348262380586</id><published>2007-12-27T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T19:21:36.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr, bad janelle(: she made me send her my brushes. and janelle tan siying, you owe meeee 12 minutes of my life! hahahahhaa. and oh dear, today 磨女宥熙 and 爱情磨女士 last episodeeee(: hahahaha. and i'm addicted to my TAOOOOOKAENOI! hahahahahahha. i love my taokaenoi(: my bro decided he didn't like it, rawr(: oh alrights, im' too lazy to type anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-1875974348262380586?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/1875974348262380586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=1875974348262380586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1875974348262380586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1875974348262380586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/rawr-bad-janelle-she-made-me-send-her.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-5223141875341825680</id><published>2007-12-26T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:21.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is the result of boredom, again ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3NEtPpj7HI/AAAAAAAAAfc/lOzrU5Keewc/s1600-h/NERD,HAHAHA.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148534343100263538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3NEtPpj7HI/AAAAAAAAAfc/lOzrU5Keewc/s200/NERD,HAHAHA.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3NIS_pj7II/AAAAAAAAAfk/VU7PqluzKek/s1600-h/STUPID+TESTER,+HAHAHA].PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148538290175208578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3NIS_pj7II/AAAAAAAAAfk/VU7PqluzKek/s200/STUPID+TESTER,+HAHAHA%5D.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3NLXPpj7JI/AAAAAAAAAfs/QbPNN4-2RBY/s1600-h/RANDOMHAHAHA!.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148541661724535954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3NLXPpj7JI/AAAAAAAAAfs/QbPNN4-2RBY/s200/RANDOMHAHAHA!.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3NO0_pj7KI/AAAAAAAAAf0/mHgo6OBKei4/s1600-h/I"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148545471360527522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3NO0_pj7KI/AAAAAAAAAf0/mHgo6OBKei4/s200/I%27MHOOOOOOOOOOT!.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3NTh_pj7LI/AAAAAAAAAf8/42dhukuDfhc/s1600-h/WEIRDDDDDD!.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148550642501151922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3NTh_pj7LI/AAAAAAAAAf8/42dhukuDfhc/s200/WEIRDDDDDD!.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3NVr_pj7MI/AAAAAAAAAgE/90lSRzo7rEg/s1600-h/CHEESEISHEAVYYYY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148553013323099330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3NVr_pj7MI/AAAAAAAAAgE/90lSRzo7rEg/s200/CHEESEISHEAVYYYY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, off to gimp, janelle's making me do something with gimp... ee, i dunno whatttt(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-5223141875341825680?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/5223141875341825680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=5223141875341825680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5223141875341825680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/5223141875341825680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-is-result-of-boredom-again-d-right.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3NEtPpj7HI/AAAAAAAAAfc/lOzrU5Keewc/s72-c/NERD,HAHAHA.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33622285.post-3589708312611879287</id><published>2007-12-26T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T21:52:11.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;give me something to do, i've got nothing to do. i've no inspiration to create another blogskin, and besides, i'm too lazy. anyway, this is the result of boredom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:small fonts;font-size:180%;"&gt;Cbox Tutorial.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;li&gt;How do i bold, italicise, underline and strike my words?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;type this: [b]TEXT[/b] and your text will turn out like this:&lt;b&gt;TEXT&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;type this: [i]TEXT[/i] and your text will turn out like this:&lt;i&gt;TEXT&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;type this: [u]TEXT[/u] and your text will turn out like this:&lt;u&gt;TEXT&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;type this: [s]TEXT[/s] and your text will turn out like this:&lt;s&gt;TEXT&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;li&gt;How do i make my fonts big and small?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;type this: [big]TEXT[/big] and your text will turn out like this:&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; TEXT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;type this: [small]TEXT[/small] and your text will tur out like this: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;text.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;li&gt;How do i center my text?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;type this: [center]TEXT[/center] and your text will turn out like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;TEXT&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;li&gt;How do i make a marquee?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;type this: [scroll]TEXT[/scroll] and your text will turn out like this: &lt;marquee behavior="alternate" width="100"&gt;TEXT&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;li&gt;How do i create line breaks in the cbox?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;type this: TEXT[br]TEXT and your text will turn out like this: TEXT&lt;br /&gt;TEXT&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;li&gt; How do i change the color of my font?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;type this: [color=skyblue]TEXT[/color] and your text should turn out like this: &lt;span style="color:skyblue;"&gt;TEXT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;li&gt; Finally, how to post links in tagboard?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;type this: [url=http://URL]URL NAME[/url] and your text should turn out like this: &lt;a href="http://x-thedepressedcheese.blogspot.com/"&gt;DAPHNE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these can actually be found in under the "help" section of cbox(: you can go and read it yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-3589708312611879287?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/3589708312611879287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=3589708312611879287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/3589708312611879287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/3589708312611879287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/give-me-something-to-do-ive-got-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-6834464065184847913</id><published>2007-12-26T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:22.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right, changed my profile one &lt;i&gt;tiny&lt;/i&gt; bit. i added in a photo of my hairrrrrrrrrrr, haha. it looks weird right? very short... heh heh. and and i added in a cursorrrr(:one they when i have the time (or rather when i'm not too lazy) i'll go update alot or things. &amp;amp; i hate you guys, go check out the bloggggggggg! no, not my blog. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHECK OUT THE CLASS BLOGGGGGGG! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yes, i changed the url and the skin. the image has animation, but personally i dont' really like the animation ;D at first i was gonna use the same colors as the original ones (which was pink, heh). but i realised that pink + boys = disaster. cause the boys aren't gonna like pink. heh. so i changed it to blue, which i suppose most of us don't mind(: and turns out the killer twit spammer can speak non twit(: hahahaha. oo, my hair is now extremely fragile, yes, you people must think i'm crazy, testing if my hair is fragileeeeeeeee(: and and and the internet is not cooperating... it doesn't matter which browser i'm using, internet ex, opera or ff, it still goes haywire and everything starts jamming up. it's probably my tabs, so i can't use it now. and i have got like 8+ internet exs now... i think i'm crazy to be checking every single one of my hotmail accounts. i have like. uh. i think at least 5. heh. whatever, now people are thinking people hacked into my account cause i'm online on two emails(: nyahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;YIJIE: same to you&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA: ohhhh, heng. i thought i dunno anyone there... (: i didnt' see your name either. my name on second page...&lt;br /&gt;MAXINE: actually, she's calling herself a fucker cause she used that name to spammmm right?&lt;br /&gt;WENDI: hahahaha. twittish. hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;PASSER-BY: uh, np(: enjoy doing the quizzes, hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL THOSE THAT SCOLDED FU(KER: hahahaha, thank you guys so much, and i had fun reading your insults, hahahahha. and now i can't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LET'S FIGHT AGAINNNNNN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;WHAT SHE SAID: all you bitch i can tom properly okay u dun tink i cannot tok properly. y i muz b jealous of this fu(King bitch? ha who wanna be jealous of dis b*tch *tok. u sure very ugly one lor den you just sae u pretty oni. i bet ur parents are nt wad u said dey are lor i where gt sae my parents hookers &amp;amp;&amp;amp; prostitutes leh ya la im gurl la u b*tch wad else u tink i am huh? &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i hope u mpoe a lot den u die of moping lor! tkg very lousy lor moi sch better &amp;amp;&amp;amp; ur blog whr gt nice lor so ugli de and hooker dun equal prostitute you b*tch dunno ur own grammer oso wanna quarrel wif me &amp;amp;&amp;amp; all u do is complain rite? l8 u complain until ur parents dun luv u den u noe lor u b*tch la tink u veri pretty tink ur blog veri nice actrally veri ugly lor b*tch&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYREPLY: ehhh, that's not proper english... :/ tok? rite? wad? moi? dun? noe? wif? ugli? actrally? you call that proper english? then my english must be heavenly. in case you don't get the point, i'm saying my english is muchhhh better than yours. yes, it's true. judging by the way you're talking now, my english is much better than yorus. and err. just to let you know? those who stood up for me aren't bitches, you are the fucking bitch here. and at least they put their names down, unlike someone by th screen name of "fu(ker". oh yes, have a nice time guessing who it is. sorry, i made a mistake in the previous reply, i'm not beautiful or pretty or anything, i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yes, i'm hot. hahahaha. urr, since when did i say you said that your parents were hookers and prostitutes? oh god, you can't even read my simple english without misinterpreting things? *shakes head* did i say you were anything else other than, i say, a girl? uh, in case you haven't noticed, i'm not moping anymore... ._. did i say tkg was good? i only said i was beginning to like it... no, my blog isnt nice, i prefer to think of it in terms of "hot" just like me(: and hookers equal prostitute, my dear. take a look at this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3Mlvfpj7GI/AAAAAAAAAfU/xV6O2KGn_gc/s1600-h/h=pros.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148500296894508130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3Mlvfpj7GI/AAAAAAAAAfU/xV6O2KGn_gc/s200/h%3Dpros.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;errr. and it's not "grammer", it's "grammar". and also right, the topic concerns VOCABULARY, not GRAMMAR. eh, my parents know i have a blog, but they don't know what i'm writing in it, bitch. i told you already, i do not think i'm pretty, i think i'm hot, thankyouverymuch(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-6834464065184847913?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/6834464065184847913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=6834464065184847913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/6834464065184847913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/6834464065184847913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/right-changed-my-profile-one-tiny-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R3Mlvfpj7GI/AAAAAAAAAfU/xV6O2KGn_gc/s72-c/h%3Dpros.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33622285.post-2453727171646920538</id><published>2007-12-25T22:37:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T01:35:06.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah. boxing day. i've been waiting for this damned day. the day where i finally finally get my hair cut. now my hair is freakishly short. like. short. i layered it until it was almost impossible to layer it even more. ugh. i have to say, initially i didn't like it. but i actually lovee it now. so now i can hardly tie my hair. it's kinda hard, but i can still manage. ah wells. today. woken up early. ugh. i can't even sleep in... went to the hair salon. and i took veryvery long to decide. but in the end i just tell the person say "just layer alot can already... and perhaps cut my fringe abit shorter". then so scary, she just take my hair like that and measure the middle then "snip!" and my hair's gone. eep. denise cut bob. darryl just cut shorter and spike his hair._. uh. home. showered. and i wanted to sleep again but i hadto go down to tkg to register. and then buy my books, and then the canteen there spells "Quatre Saison". and i don't get it. eek. and the classes like primary school like that, 1 humility, 1 respectful. so funny... i dont' like it, i prefer to stay with 1e. anywayyy. register. i'm in group EIGHT. ur. and my mommy made me take higher chinese ._. god, she ask me to choose. then i say "don't want." then she say "take luh, give yourself a chance blablablablabla." so what's the point? why did she ask me to choose then? why didn't she just choose for me? cause what i say doesn't carry any weight, in the end i still have to follow what she wants. ughh. so... yeah. janelle's reaction to my hair length was like "OMG so short??????????" and she says i'm mad cause i take pictures of my chocolate mnms. and day-veed added janelle and apparently she went offline(: attack of the killer twit spammers. whee, how fun. finally something or someone to fight with. finally something interesting to do. finally someone who's stupid enough to spam my blog. because i know my blog's not worth any spamming, only nice comments, sorry. apparently me and janelle have got the same spammers. whee, fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA: hmn, maybe you know, you're not the youngest(: bKut thanks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA: i hate it when they do that and thanks.&lt;br /&gt;KYLIE: it's always "stop fighting with your brother!'' and no ''stop fighting with your sister!'' it gets irritating...&lt;br /&gt;MAXINE: thanks dear, i love you.&lt;br /&gt;PASSER-BY: uhh, &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/dcsx3__other" target="_blank"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: eep, we're in different orientation groups, i'm eight(:&lt;br /&gt;WENDI: my family cannot share all cause got... uhh... 14 people. 5 is my family, 2 is my god mummy and my godsister, then seven is my godsister's friends/family.&lt;br /&gt;JANELLE: hey darling, thanks for sticking up for me(:  and shoooooooow me your blogskin when you're done with it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOW, LETS FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS WHAT SHE WROTE: uue biitch la uue tiink uu berii gud iisiit? uue tiink uu p0st liiddatt dhen werr hAbb shhymptyy uh! uu tiink uue liidatt dhen uur pawwents wun sc0lld uue meeh? uu tiink uu acct em0 dhen pew0ple lyk uue ahh fu(k uue lah biitch uue n0 fwiiends shh0 uu do liidAt dhen uu g0rt fwiiends wiight? n00 w0nderr uuer mummiie and daddiie dunchh l0rve uue l00r, n00 w00nderr uue fieel iinshhecure wen wiif uuer fwiiendssh uu tiink uuer bw00g berii nyiice iissh itt? shh0 ugwwiie l0rhxz! aand iie bett uuesh 0rshh0 berii ugwwiie shh0 uuer bw00gg 0rsh00 shh00 uggwwiie.uue tiink uue berii kawaii isshh iit? iie tell uue moii auntiie lo0k betterr dhen uue l0rhzx. ii bett uue berii ugwwie derhxzxzx!iie h0pe uue arhh weally ahnn ad00pted chiild ahhnd iie h00pe uuer bel0giical pawwents arhh pw0stituteshh aahhnd h0okerhs uue tiinkk uuer psle sc0re berii gud issh iit? iie tell uue lahst tiime mii sc0re muchh hiiegher dhen uuers 0kaysh uue tiink uu g0rt i a* berii gud iish iit? iie tell uuesh ii lhast yearrsh iie g0rt 4 a* 0kayysh... annd sh00m0re g0rt diistiincsiion f0rh hiigher chiiniise 0kkaysh uue g00h tkg berii gud iish iit? mhhye sch0ol better dhhen uuers l0rhh!!! uue myyiight ashh well jhhust delleete dhiis page c00rhs n00 00ne wierr wantt tuhh c0mesh tuuh dhiish pagge! annd sh00m0re dhhiix skkiin n0rtt uue d00 wann, ishh bw0ggskiinsh derhhzx deet0natedl0ve d00 wan dhhen uue weem00ve derh cwwediitsh derhzx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIRECT TRANSLATION (at least this is what i think she's trying to say): you bitch luh, you think you very good is it? you think you post like that then will have sympathy uh? you think you like that then your parents won't scold you? you think you act emo then people will like you? fuck you luh bitch, you got no friends so you do like that then you got friends right? no wonder your mummie and daddie don't love you, no wonder you feel insecure with your friends. you think your blog very nice is it? so ugly lor! and i bet you also very ugly so your blog also very ugly. you think you very cute is it? i tell you my aunty looks better than you lor! i bet you very ugly! i hope you are *what is weally?* an adopted child and i hope your biological*heee, she typed bel0giical* parents are prostitutes and hookers. you think your psle score very good is it? i tell you last time my score much higher than yours okay! you think you got one A* very good is it? i tell you last year i got 4 a*s okay, and some more got distinction for higher chinese okay! you go tkg very good is it? my school much better than yours lor! you might as well just delete this page, cause no one would want to come to this page. and some more this skin not you do one, is blogskins the detonatedlove do one then you remove the credits derh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY, MY REPLY.: you know something, i do understand twit, but yours isn't even twit, it's improper english. like, 1/4 the words i don't understand. that isn't emo, that's complaining by the way. i think i should correct you, i DO have friends, and what does having no friends have to do with my parents not loving me, what does having no friends have to do with feeling insecure? and yes, i think my blog is very nice. and you BET. too bad, you lost, i'm a very pretty person. i'm a very beautiful person. no, i dont' think i'm very cute, i prefer to think of myself in the terms "PRETTY!". your aunty, oh, what if i really AM ugly, so you're saying your aunty is ugly too cause if i'm ugly and she's prettier than me, then she's just abit less uglier than me. (not that i'm saying i'm ugly, i'm pretty.)  you HOPE. too bad it isn't true. and my parents aren't hookers, so sorry, they're accomplished, wonderful and nice, although they can really suck at times. where'd you get these ideas, maybe &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; parents were hookers and prostitutes... did i say i thought my psle score was good? if i remember correctly, i said in my blog that i was very disappointed in myself, and i spent quite a few days moping about. and i don't fucking care if yoru psle score is higher than mine. i dont' fucking care that you got four a*s. and i still don't fucking care that you got a distinction for your higher chinese. if you got 4 a*s and a distinction, you'd probably be in nanyang or rgs (i'm assuming you're a female, i don't think guys are bored enough to spam my blog). and really, i don't believe that someone in nanyang or rgs is actually a twit. you know something, you're contradicting yourself only. you said i might as well delete this page and that no one would come here. but think about it, aren't you here yourself? aaaand, i did credit hilary, the first "x" there is her link you dodo. oh yeah, i think tkg is very good, i think i'm beginning to love it. so what's your problem? PS: i thought hookers = prostitutes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-2453727171646920538?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/2453727171646920538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=2453727171646920538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/2453727171646920538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/2453727171646920538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-8154952120207038355</id><published>2007-12-24T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T22:35:32.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:small fonts;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; 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&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;c&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;h&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;v&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ahhh, christmas, it only comes once in a year, no? and every year, we wait impatiently for it and for what? the presents. the spirits. the gatherings. i guess most of you would be enjoying your christmas with your families and all that, christmas gatherings(: this christmas, it's definitely not a very happy christmas. firstly, i got rudely woken up at ten this morning, (after i slept at around four this morning). like hey, i need my sleep. anyway, the christmas lunch (it was supposed to be dinner, but my parents, who are taking advantage of this holiday, are having FUN with other people, while us kids, basically, are NOT having fun. are my sentences funny?) was okay. back. right, so... this year, my mom decided we were not going christmas shopping. usually, my aunt would give us some money and go shopping with us, but not this year, my mom said from this year on, we weren't going anymore shopping. so today was a real disappointment. anyway, my mom was using the computer, i was smsing a whole lot of people. then darryl asked my mom if he could use the computer. mommy said yes, but he had to help her sort letters first. so darryl let me use the computer while he was sorting the letters. my mommy went downstairs. so after that, darryl started crying for no fucking reason. and saying 'it's so unfair, why you can use i cannot use?' and in the first place he let me use the fucking computer. so... he went down to mommy's room after sorting the letters and started complaining about me. like what the fuck did i do? and he started telling her an exxaggerated version of his side of the story. and as usual, my mommy believed him. and blam, my fault. my mommy stormed out of her room and started scolding me, like going 'why you always like to bully your brother? why can't you not fight with him? i already told you, you only have one brother, so don't bully him. and i let him use the computer, why did you use the computer then? he asked first, so why did you use it?' as usual, it's always my fucking fault. it's always 'DAPHNE! stop fighting with your brother, you know blablablablabla...' it's never 'DARRYL! stop fighting with your sister!' so... i was like 'FINE.' and i logged off and went to my room. and i can't remember. i think i went to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;this christmas just involves: daphne, daphne's claustrophobic thoughts, and sleep. before i went to sleep, i was thinking. thinking about alot of things. some of the things were like reflecting. others were about how it was always my fault. while i was in bed, i was thinking about my attitude.before i slept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i finally came to a conclusion: i have many faces. take this: if i'm a leader of some group, i treat my groupmates with more authority, and maybe without realising, somewhat bossy. Since the term "leader" was placed on my shoulders, i realise that should the project go awry, do badly, most fingers would be pointed at me, since "leader" is me. and less fingers towards the groupmates. or perhaps i just want good grades. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;next, towards my friends. in this case, i play the happy role, the person who never shows any emotion other than, well, happiness. i guess this is cause it is easier to fit in this way, happy people are easier to talk to, to be friends with. i try not to show my emotions other than happiness, like sadness, disappointment, and course, anger. i'm the playful one. i'm the happy one. i'm the person who's always laughing. but have my friends thought about how i really feel? sad, angry, confused? i don't know. i don't know if they &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; care about me, or if they are just pretending to be my friends for some reason. are my friends really my friends? or are they just faking it, faking it for some reason? maybe all of you don't realise it, i'm insecure. but i've mastered the trick of ignoring my insecurity, and instead, trusing people. maybe that's why some of my "friends" aren't actually my friends. maybe they take advantage of my trusting them and then they betray me. first they act all friendly, and next, you never know, they talk about you on their blog. if you think this is you, it's not. it's someone from rgps. back to the subject. i'm the talkative one, i'm the one who laughs at everything. but i don't know, maybe i'm doing all this just to fit in, cause the real me is very hard to adjust to. the real me is extremely angry. the real me is just sad. I would not like to be seen alone for the fact that I preferred to belong. because when i belong, it brings on a sense of security. my friends seldom see me crying, but do they think, do i have my weak moments? i don't know, maybe it's my fun exterior so people assume i'm a happy person, i'm a human who never cries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;on the other hand, my family. in my family, i do not belong. i'm the odd one out. i'm the weird person. take this: my mommy, daddy, sister and brother have detached earlobes. i have attached earlobes. and darryl takes pleasure in teasing me that i'm not from this family, that i was an adopted child. maybe when he says that in a joking way, it hurts more than if he said it in a serious way. maybe when he says i i just smile and shrug it away, but inside, i feel even more terrible, i'm reminded even more that i don't belong, that i'm the odd one out. when my parents say it jokingly, i hurt even more. cause if it was my bro, i would understand, he's a kid. but even my parents? even when they say it jokingly i have to turn away so i don't cry. so they don't see me crying. this fact only helps more in hurting me, it only helps more in reminding me that i do not belong here. sometimes i wonder: is there anybody out there who really cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so now i'm moving on to the next topic: DAPHNE's fault. i've been thinking alot... and every fight = Daphne's fault. my parents never give me a chance to explain, they never even &lt;i&gt;look&lt;/i&gt; at my "angelic" brother. they just go 'you like to bully your brother right?' and right now? i am very very sick of it. every fucking thing is my fault. every fucking quarrel is my fault. evern fucking fight is my fault. why don't they give me a fucking chance to explain? why don't they give me a fucking chance for once and listen to me? why do they only listen to my oh-so-angelic brother? maybe my parents don't love me as much as they say they do, maybe they're just saying it for the sake of saying it. they always say they love the three of us equally, but somehow, they always succeed to make me feel like they love me the least. and they always succeed to make me feel like my bro is the most precious. i know it's cause he's the youngest, blablabla, he's the only boy, he's the fucking heir or whatever, but still... do you have to blame me for every fucking thing he does? no. so i wanna thank you guys sososososo much for making me feel unwelcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;right, i'm pissed. so i won't post anymore, cause i'll only succeed in making myself more mad. ask if you don't mind listening to my complaining though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA: oh, alrights, and merry christmas.&lt;br /&gt;MAXINE: yes, hey dear. haha, and merry christmas.&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA: huh, did i say your post was long? but anyway, merry christmas.&lt;br /&gt;WENDI: oh yeah, very small, but we one room 3 people can share(: Merry christmas!&lt;br /&gt;PASSER-BY: uh, random survey sites and some blogs.&lt;br /&gt;JANELLE: i like small tagboards... LOL, merry christmas, and don't feel sad anymore.&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA AND WENDI: yes, merry christmases(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-8154952120207038355?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/8154952120207038355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=8154952120207038355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8154952120207038355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8154952120207038355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/m-e-r-r-y-c-h-r-i-s-t-m-s-c-n-t-s-y-t-h.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-1335818886219661805</id><published>2007-12-24T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T01:28:28.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:small fonts;font-size:+50;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-1335818886219661805?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/1335818886219661805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=1335818886219661805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1335818886219661805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1335818886219661805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/e-n-j-o-y-t-h-e-c-h-r-i-s-t-m-s-s-p-i-r.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-2767578167016485140</id><published>2007-12-23T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T21:18:04.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heys, i'm back(: it's funny. how time passes so quickly... *sighs* a few more days and it's back to school. and i don't wanna go back to school. at least sec school. i just wanna stay in pri school. ah, wells. anyways, about the hols. but first, somethings you need to knowwww!&lt;br /&gt;my godmummy-my godmummy. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;jeannie-my godsister.&lt;br /&gt;chor/chorhui-jeannie's friendddddd&lt;br /&gt;evanne-jeannie's friend again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; December, Thursday.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whhe. i didn't sleeeep. yup, i was using the computer all through the night. uhhh, then. lets see. went down to sun plaza, uh. okay, met my godmummy. and jeannie and all her friends. then caught a bus down to malaysiaaaaaaaaaa. on the bus we were like watching tvvvvvv. then i watch until giddyyyyy so i went to sleep. then gentinggggg. we stayed at first world hotelll and we took like almost 2hours to check in. rawr. up to hotel room. my mummy, daddy and darryl stayed in one room. me, denise and my godmummy stayed in the other connecting rooooom. then. uh. then mummy, darryl, denise, godmummy and me went out. my daddy sleep. heh. we went arcade, my mummys went casino. then we played until tired already ;D hahaha. back to hotel. played snappppp hahaha. then the stupid 6 always don't wanna come out. then we started singing the mocking six. hahaha. then cause 6 is evil, so 3 is half evil. nyahahaha. then dinner and shower and sleeeeeep. zzz. zzz. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; December, Friday.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mummys and jeannie and all her friends went KL for shopping. my daddy, me and denise and darryl went outdoors. hahaha. thankfully good weather luh, last year when we went we couldn't even go out. uh. then when we (me &amp;amp; denise) queueing for the spinning chairs thingy, got this teenage group. uh. 3girls/2guys. then one of the guys wearing a white shirt with a 3 on the side. and i was like going 'half evillllll........' then look at his face then my sister went "eh! 帅哥!' hahaha. he's quite hot luh(: then cause we were on the same round, i ask denise, "where you wanna sit?" then her reply damn funny luh(: nyahahah. she said "i wanna sit near my 帅哥 then i can see him." hahahaah. in the end we sat about 2 chairs behind him. hahaha. uh. then went pizza hut for lunchhhhh. denise was going on about wanting to see her 帅哥 again. uh. went pizza hut for lunch(: then shoppinggggg. i didn't buy much luh. uh. thn we briefly saw her 帅哥 again. hahaha. then went back to hotel room to eat dinnerrrrrrrrrr. and we went outdoors tp again. then the viking queue was like damn short luh... and we(denise, daphne, darryl(:) went to sittt. hahaha. then we sitting second row from theback. then these to guys were sitting in the middle. then before the ride started, i was thinking 'they so old already then still sitting in the middle, sit higher up luh...' those two guys were like old enough to go ns already. anyway. the ride barely started when one of the guys started screaming. like going 'ahhh, 我要下来了... 不想坐了... damn funny luh, we were all ike laughing like hell. then towards the end he said 'ahh, i dont' wanna be a pirate anymore!!' and then we all started laughing again(: then... after the ride. his friend was like 'eh brudder, 你还在发抖啊？calm down, brudder...' then he pointed at us and said '你看那三个小孩子，坐在上面根本就在自杀！' then we even more cannot stop laughing... hahahaha. then we so bored that we went to sit the kiddy ride. the haunted house that one... &amp;amp; we found out that the guy who was screaming name was Rama. or sth like that luh. then the haunted house right, i sat myself. darryl sat with denise. then they were screaming for nothing. anyway, the haunted house they removed all the scary-ish things already. then denise and darryl so bored that they started screaming. and i cover my ears also can hear them. t_t. then me and denise went to queue for the swinging chairs again ;D hahaha. Rama and friend were on the round before us. and then rama was like screaming and screaming. hahaha. then our turnnnn :D uh. denise was like 'very cccollldddd!!!' and i was like 'not cold!' and i took out my jacket. nyahahaha. damn fun luh. uh. then we(denise, daphne, darryl) went motion master. and rama and friend were there also. the show on was... prehistoric animals. and i was like going 'i have no interest in dinosaurs.' hahaha. but we still sat luh. we sat beside rama and friend. then rama was like exclaiming very loudly... hahaha. then back to hotel. and we showered tho it was lateeeee(: nyahahah. blow dry our hair and sleeeeep(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;22&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; December, Saturday.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even funner. we woke up earlyyy. uh. my gmummy, jeannie, and 2 of her friends and me and darryl and denise went for breakfast first. my gmummy initially supposed to bring us outside again. but jeannie and her friends going so we follow themm(: my mummy said to jeannie 'you babysitting them?' and jeannie said 'no, they babysitting us.' nyahahha. then we bought tickets and went outside(: we sat the stupid flying coaster first(: hahahaha. we got one ride free(: first ride jeannie sat with us, second ride jeannie sat with evanne and chor. uh. then we went to sit... uh. oh yeah. the corkscrew. then evanne and darryl don't dare to sit(: so funny luhs. darryl scared he vomit. evanne scared of heights. then the 360 part very funny luh. i didn't even know we were on the 360 already(: then... we (daphne, denise, darryl, jeannie) went to sit the slingshot. the bigbigbigbig tower that one then they bring you to the top and drop you down. hahah. that one. evanne and chor went to do the go kart thingy. anyway, cause the slingshot one side 3 people, we initially wanted to do 2/2. but no seat. so i sat with some guy and his girlfriend. then denise's supposed seat was taken up. and she went all the way the other side and sat with jeannie and darryl. then going up that time right, the guy's girlfriend(i shall just call her girlfriend) and i were screaming like hell. then the guy(just call him guy) was like laughing. then coming down that time 超 fun luh! girlfriend and me were lifted off the seat. jeannie, darryl and denise also. guy didn't. and then when they drop you down right, i was like screaming and then right, one scream not enough to reach the ground yet. must scream two time then reach the ground o.0 and girlfriend was like 'ahhhh, ahhhh, ahh.' and guy was like 'hahhahahahahahaa' rawr. but damn fun luh. uh. then we went to the go kart there to wait for evanne and chor. then they driving that time right, chor keep yawning cause her one very sloooooooooow. hahahah. then after that started drizzling(: we ran indoors and sat the euro. then this time faster than the day before cause got more people and they wanted to clear faster(: then stopped raining(: and we went outside again. queued for cyclone(: in the queue that time, we were talking about the slingshot. cause last time in the newspaper got some girl's hair never tie, then her hair got stuck up there and when coming down, her head got pulled off. so we were saying like 'that girl's hair condition very good, pull also cannot break derh.' then chor said 'eh, the head was going 等我啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊！' and then evanne so scared then she said '等你的头啊！' and then she said 'last time my friends went to sit the tower（they call it the tower). then got this Caucasian ( i shall be nice and not call it an ang moh.) sitting in the middle of them. then when she was strapped down right, haven't even go up she already started crying. and she went hysterical and demanded to be let off.' then we all couldn't stop laughing luh(: hahaha. uh. then this time we sat 3/3. jeannie, chor and denise, me darryl and evanne. then cause the cyclone only got one bar to hold you down right, evanne was like damn scared and she was like going 'huh?这样而已啊？' and then we all started laughing and screaming for no apparent reason. then we come down that time evanne was like saying '哇塞，刚才我擦点飞出来！' hahahah. then we went upstairs again to queue for the slingshot again(: but raining so we went indoors. then we(me darryl denise) went the rock climbing there. jeannie chor and evanne went to walk around. then we climbed twice and then went back to the room. my gmummy called evanne and she said that chor and jeannie went to sit the tower again. uhhh. then at night... the adults went for abalone dinner. while we, (the kids, hahah) ate cup noodles. how unfair. hahahhaha. anyway, we met jeannie chor and evanne. then we went to the causeway bay restaurant so that they could eat dinner. then cause they all say they no money. so they will run away and evanne and darryl wash plates. hahahah. so funny. then they took damn long to serve the food, then chor was like 'they must have heard our plan. so they don't wanna serve us.' then&lt;br /&gt;evanne said 'next time we chould come in right, go to one of the big tables, take out our jackets and pick up a fork and eat their food. then we say 哇，外面很冷... then we eat already then walk away. then later the waitresses and waiters ask the guys sitting at the tables 你认识它们吗？then the people will be like 不认识...' hahaha. and then we started laughing like siao(: uh. then we went arcade. uh. denise, me and darryl played some bowling game. then cause before that the machine got error luh, so we scan one time then nothing happen. then the attendant help us. then we played one game. and then we realised still got some more free games, other people tap their cards already, then nothing happen then they walk away. so we had like 12 plus free games(: nyahahaha. and from $3 and all the free games, we got like 700+ tickets already(: uh. then. yup. back to hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;23&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; December，Sunday.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my alarm was a mosquito tune. then i 受不了 then gotta wake up luh. went arcade again. and in the end we got like 1600 over tickets. redeemed them then back to the hotelll. uh. checked out. got on the bus. me and denise ended up sitting infront cause the family behind us was family of 3, thn they sit together mah. then the baby very annoying... hmn. everytime i gonna fall asleep right, she will start screaming and crying. ugh. anyway. after the yong peng stop where we stopped for dinner. the baby was like leaning over my chair. and denise was like 'aiyoooo, the baby so cute why so annoying?' yup. the baby was called wen.(: she's damn cute luh. and we started playing with herrr. and she stole my handphone. rawr. hahaha. but i got it back. then customs. and then back to the bus. uh. then when her father make her sit down, she whine until she stand up again. and the denise was like 'orh... she attached to you already... later you cannot go home... she gonna bring you home as human pet...' hahaha. but wen is like damn cute(: and then pulled my hair. and she pinched my nose. and we taught her to hit people. and she hit her mommeh. whoops. heh. then reached sun plaza(: uh. said bye to wen and went homeee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm done. and i'll be using this skin as preview until i'm done with my own(: rahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JACE: yeah, you're right(: i purposely didn't reply youuuu. hahaha. and i called you already. and. uh. yeah. i'm not jaced.&lt;br /&gt;WENDI: i closed it cause i was editing my html... and partly cause i was going away. and no, i won't not kill youuuuuuuuu(:&lt;br /&gt;SHERINA: hahaha, i'll kill youuuuuuuu. and i relinked you already.&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA: heys, congrats on st nicks(: and thanks for the tag.&lt;br /&gt;SHAWN&amp;amp;BRYAN: yes, i get the point.&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE: ehmagod, i can't believe it! hahahaha. congrats! (:&lt;br /&gt;ROCHELLE:　ee, no fair, i wanna go nanyang! rawr, i don't like youuuuu! oh yeah, what did your parents say about nanyang? hahaha, did they scold you for not getting into rgs?&lt;br /&gt;MAXINE:　same to you, heh heh heh, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAPHNE♥.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-2767578167016485140?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/2767578167016485140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=2767578167016485140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/2767578167016485140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/2767578167016485140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/heys-im-back-its-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-1482509137010931888</id><published>2007-12-17T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T00:28:54.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RIGHT. i'm seriously gonna change my URL soon. or Jace is gonna start pissing me up about that last post. and th srcshots are in CORRECT order yeah. th alignments just screwed up. ngghhh. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to use 3 words to answer each question. No more, no less.&lt;br /&gt;It's harder than you think. DONT CHEAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;--on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;--uhh. he's non-existent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair?&lt;br /&gt;--dry, tied up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where is your father?&lt;br /&gt;--maybe at work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Cheesecake?&lt;br /&gt;--i dunno, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;--i dunno, sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night?:&lt;br /&gt;--fighting in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your favorite drink?&lt;br /&gt;--i have alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your dream car?&lt;br /&gt;--never thought before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The room you're in?:&lt;br /&gt;--outside my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. George Bush?&lt;br /&gt;--ugh. gross. yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Your fears?&lt;br /&gt;--BALLOONS and INSECTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Nipple rings?&lt;br /&gt;--ew, that's gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Go check GoofyAuctions.com and give your opinion?:&lt;br /&gt;--i shan't bother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. One of your wish list items?&lt;br /&gt;--cookie monster plushie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Where did you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;--durh, in singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. The last thing you did?&lt;br /&gt;--doing this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;--shorts and shirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Tattoo on the small of a back?&lt;br /&gt;--okay luh, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Ketchup?&lt;br /&gt;--i hate ketchup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Your computer?&lt;br /&gt;--what about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Your life?&lt;br /&gt;--occasional fun only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Your mood?:&lt;br /&gt;--seriously fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Missing?&lt;br /&gt;--just about everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What are you thinking about right now?&lt;br /&gt;--i don't think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Your car is?&lt;br /&gt;--i don't drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Your summer?&lt;br /&gt;--stuck at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Your relationship status?:&lt;br /&gt;--fucking single, durh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Your favorite color(s)?&lt;br /&gt;--GREEN, orange, grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. When is the last time you laughed?&lt;br /&gt;--i think earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;--my PSLE results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. High school?:&lt;br /&gt;--not there yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bold what applies to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHIZOTYPAL&lt;br /&gt;I have had experiences with the supernatural.&lt;br /&gt;I have little interest in getting to know other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ple sometimes find it hard to understand what I am saying.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think other people are out to get me.&lt;br /&gt;I am aware that people notice me whenever I go out in public.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to keep to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have odd ways of thinking.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have trouble concentrating for long periods of time.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARANOID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;People have to earn my trust.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am overly confident in my own knowledge and abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm always searching for hidden meanings in things.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quick to challenge the loyalty of friends and loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;People find me cold and distant.&lt;br /&gt;I always blame other people for my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;I carry grudges against people.&lt;br /&gt;I have trouble with setbacks.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHIZOID&lt;br /&gt;I avoid relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I rarely show emotion.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;I do not need attention or acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;People rarely find me funny or I have trouble finding humor in things.&lt;br /&gt;I have been called a loner.&lt;br /&gt;I have weak social skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have difficulty expressing anger.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANTISOCIAL&lt;br /&gt;I have been arrested or have done something that could get me arrested.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that people who get taken advantage of are weak and deserve to be used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I lie a lot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been caught stealing or I have stolen more than three things in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I do things without thinking of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes I can be aggressive.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am more concerned with my needs than other people's needs.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care how others feel or I have no empathy.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORDERLINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My moods change a lot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have very low self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes I have trouble controlling my anger.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have hurt myself or I still am hurting myself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have attempted suicide or still have constant thoughts of suicide.&lt;br /&gt;I think that someone is either all good or all bad, there is no in between.&lt;br /&gt;I have unstable relationships.&lt;br /&gt;I am often depressed.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HISTRIONIC&lt;br /&gt;I am constantly seeking attention.&lt;br /&gt;I like being the center of attention.&lt;br /&gt;I often find myself interrupting people so that I am in control of the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;I love compliments and praise.&lt;br /&gt;I have/ still do dress provacatively.&lt;br /&gt;I exaggerate things like illnesses to gain attention.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that everyone loves me.&lt;br /&gt;I can sometimes be manipulative.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NARCISSISTIC&lt;br /&gt;It's all about me.&lt;br /&gt;I expect others to see me as superior.&lt;br /&gt;I am very picky about who I am friends with.&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone is worthy enough to be my friend.&lt;br /&gt;I usually make good first impressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have trouble keeping long-lasting friendships/relationships.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like taking advantage of people.&lt;br /&gt;I have fantasies of being famous, powerful, or beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AVOIDANT&lt;br /&gt;I am anxious in social situations.&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes avoid situations where I have to interact with people.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of rejection.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of embarrassing myself in front of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I tend to find all the bad things about trying out new things in order to avoid them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I create fantasy worlds that I like to go to.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be popular and have lots of friends, but I feel like I am unable to do this.&lt;br /&gt;People see me as unfriendly and withdrawn.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEPENDANT&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather live my whole life with someone taking care of me.&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it on my own.&lt;br /&gt;I tend to cling to people and fear losing them.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I fear I may lose someone or I have lost someone, I may become suicidal.&lt;br /&gt;I let others make decisions for me.&lt;br /&gt;I tend to jump from relationship to relationship.&lt;br /&gt;I would remain in an abusive relationship.&lt;br /&gt;I am deeply hurt by the smallest bit of criticism.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBSESSIVE-COMPULSIVE&lt;br /&gt;I like things to be perfect and in order.&lt;br /&gt;I have to do everything the "right" way or my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I set high standards for myself and others.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am very critical of myself and other people.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of making mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;I am not very generous when it comes to my time or money.&lt;br /&gt;I think rules are meant to be followed.&lt;br /&gt;I am very devoted to work.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearance&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way I look.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot look in the mirror without thinking that I am ugly.&lt;br /&gt;I think I am the ugliest of all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think the opposite sex will ever be attracted to me.&lt;br /&gt;If I had the money, I would get plastic surgery.&lt;br /&gt;I would change at least 5 things about myself.&lt;br /&gt;My friends/partner/family constantly tell me I'm beautiful, but I don't believe them.&lt;br /&gt;I will not leave the house without make-up on.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight&lt;br /&gt;I hate my body.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was thinner.&lt;br /&gt;I rather be stick thin than a little chubby.&lt;br /&gt;I am jealous of all the models I see in magazines.&lt;br /&gt;I either have, or do, make myself throw up regularly.&lt;br /&gt;I starve myself on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;I track how many calories I eat, and get mad at myself when I go over the limit.&lt;br /&gt;I have an eating disorder or am developing one.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abilities&lt;br /&gt;I am not good at anything.&lt;br /&gt;I have no special talents or skills.&lt;br /&gt;I don't apply for jobs because I know I will never get hired.&lt;br /&gt;I suck at school and don't bother trying.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm stupid.&lt;br /&gt;My friends are all good at something, but I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I rather die than perform anything in front of a crowd.&lt;br /&gt;I can't name anything good about myself.&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in myself.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings&lt;br /&gt;I am currently depressed.&lt;br /&gt;I feel lonely and/or sad all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I feel like nobody cares or understands me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My crush doesn't even notice me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't know why I am living.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about suicide seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I get embarrassed easily.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been happy in long time.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I often lay in bed for hours, not being able to sleep.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I worry about things constantly.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drink/do drugs to make myself feel better about my life.&lt;br /&gt;I often hurt myself purposely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I cry 4 or more times a week.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can relate to every sad song out there.&lt;br /&gt;I always have to do something to get my mind off things.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVERALL TOTAL: 22&lt;br /&gt;0 - 10: Your self esteem is great!&lt;br /&gt;11 - 20: Your self esteem is okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21 - 30: Your self esteem could use some work.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 - 40: Your self esteem is really low. Seek help from family/friends if you feel down all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW SEXY IS YOUR NAME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your Name: Daphne&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*under 60 points= not too sexy&lt;br /&gt;*from 61-300 points= pretty sexxy&lt;br /&gt;*over 301-599 points= VERY sexxxxy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*beyond 600= beyond verry verry verry sexy!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A=100&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B=14&lt;br /&gt;C=9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;D=28&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E=145&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F=12&lt;br /&gt;G=3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;H=10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I=200&lt;br /&gt;J=100&lt;br /&gt;K=114&lt;br /&gt;L=100&lt;br /&gt;M=25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;N=450&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O=80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P=2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q=12&lt;br /&gt;R=400&lt;br /&gt;S=113&lt;br /&gt;T=405&lt;br /&gt;U=11&lt;br /&gt;V=10&lt;br /&gt;W=10&lt;br /&gt;X=3&lt;br /&gt;Y=210&lt;br /&gt;Z=2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total?&lt;br /&gt;--735.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIETING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIQUIDS:&lt;br /&gt;[x] water (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] orange juice (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] skim milk (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 2% milk (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] soda (3 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] diet soda (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] beer (5 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] champagne (5 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] any other alcohol (5 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] V8 (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] tea (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Grape Drink (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cranberry juice (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] apple juice (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] capri sun (3 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] hi-c (3 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Kool Aid (3 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] chocolate milk (4 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] strawberry milk (4 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] coffee (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;Total for this category: 1 point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOLID FOODS:&lt;br /&gt;[x] pizza (3 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Tacos (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Burritos (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Rice (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] beans (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hamburger (3 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Veggie burger (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] baked fries (3 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] deep fried fries (5 points)&lt;br /&gt;[x] ham (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Lamb (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] hot dog (3 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] chicken (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] turkey (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] beef (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] fish (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] spaghetti (2 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] fettuccini (2 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Mac &amp;amp; Cheese (3 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Steak (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] shrimp (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] lobster (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] crab (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] sushi (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] pork (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] lettuce (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[x] eggs (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[x] bacon (4 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] baked potato (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] sausage (5 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] pancakes (3 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] French Toast (3 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Freedom Toast (10 points)&lt;br /&gt;Total for this category: 12 points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAST FOODS:&lt;br /&gt;[x] McDonald's (10 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Burger King (10 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Wendy's (10 points)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Kentucky Fried Chicken (10 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Taco Bell (9 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Harvey's (8 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hardee's (8 points)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pizza Hut (7 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Popeye's Chicken (7 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Arby's (7 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Swiss Chalet (5 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Any Steak House (5 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Denny's (5 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Subway (3 points)&lt;br /&gt;Total for this category: 27 points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNACKS:&lt;br /&gt;[x] Potato Chips (4 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] baked Potato Chips (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Doritos (5 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pringles (5 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] rice/soy cakes (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] chocolate cake (7 Points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] vanilla cake (7 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] other kind of cake (7 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] bananas (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] strawberries (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[x] grapes (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[x] apples (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Oranges (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] mango (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] pineapple (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] peach (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] kiwi (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Fruit cups (3 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] popsicles (4 points)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ice cream (7 points)&lt;br /&gt;[x] cookies (5 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] snack cakes (4 points)&lt;br /&gt;[x] popcorn (1 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] crackers (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] tiggers (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[x] marshmallows (5 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] poptarts (4 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] peanut butter (4 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] jelly (3 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] peanuts (2 point)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] sunflower seeds (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] any other kind of nuts (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] pudding (4 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cheesecake (7 points)&lt;br /&gt;[x] hersheys chocolate (5 points)&lt;br /&gt;[x] granola bar (4 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Good cereal like raisin bran/special K (2 points)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Bad cereal like Coco Puffs/Lucky Charms (6 points)&lt;br /&gt;Total for this category: 39 points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAND TOTAL:&lt;br /&gt;Liquids: 1&lt;br /&gt;solids: 12&lt;br /&gt;Fast Foods: 27&lt;br /&gt;Snacks: 39&lt;br /&gt;Grand Total: 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the Scale:&lt;br /&gt;Under 25: You have a serious problem with a lack of food, possible eating disorder. Seek help&lt;br /&gt;Under 45: A level that requires attention, you need to make time to eat cause you're not doing yourself any favors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Between 45 and 85: This is what I will consider a good, balanced and well taken diet. If you're in here, you have a displined diet and are serious about what you put into your body.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between 85 and 115: If you're in this category, I call you the fun loving food type. You love to eat, but eat only when you want to and are capable of keeping a grip on things and not overdo it. This is what I would call the middle ground. Not too strict, but not too free.&lt;br /&gt;Between 115 and 145: This isn't bad, but it's no where near good either, but you're getting close to having a bad problem with fatty foods... especially fast foods.&lt;br /&gt;Over 145: I really think the only way you can top this is to eat a lot if not most of the fast foods. This means you are a fatty and need to cut out the greasy foods&lt;br /&gt;Over 170: The opposite of the lowest scale... seek help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions: Name 10 boys and 10 girls (including yourself, if you'd like). Then answer the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;1. Julia.&lt;br /&gt;2. MEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;3. Kel..&lt;br /&gt;4. Maxine&lt;br /&gt;5. Wendi&lt;br /&gt;6. Aiwei&lt;br /&gt;7. Jiayi&lt;br /&gt;8. Jieyun.&lt;br /&gt;9. KY&lt;br /&gt;10. Janelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOYS&lt;br /&gt;11. David&lt;br /&gt;12. Jace&lt;br /&gt;13. Kevin&lt;br /&gt;14. Ryan&lt;br /&gt;15. Galvin.&lt;br /&gt;16. Shawn.&lt;br /&gt;17. Bryan.&lt;br /&gt;18. Junrong.&lt;br /&gt;19. Guanghan ( i really dunno who to put already.)&lt;br /&gt;20. Daniel (David, i know you hate your bro, but i really dunno who already...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTIONS&lt;br /&gt;1. Who is your favourite boy out of the group? urrr. alot lehh... uh, David, Kevin, Jace is okay luh, ryan and probably all of thm except 19 and 20.&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you going out with or crushing on anyone on this list? maybe, maybe not. what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;3. Who is/are your best friend(s)? uhhhhhh, let me think. maybe 1-10, and... 11-14. i think.&lt;br /&gt;4. Is anyone related to you? related? no.&lt;br /&gt;5. Are any people on this list going out with each other? uhhhh, no.&lt;br /&gt;6. If you had to kiss anyone on the list, who would it be? i am not answering... but if you really wanna know, email me and i'll see whether i wanna answer you.&lt;br /&gt;7. If you had to tell your biggest secret to anyone on this list, who would it be? eh. 1,2,10,11,13 definitely. and maybe jace luh...&lt;br /&gt;8. Who is the funniest person? uh. most of them luh.&lt;br /&gt;9. Who is the most helpful/kind? uh. 1-10. guys are not helpful. girls are.&lt;br /&gt;10. Who do you find the most annoying (if anyone)? i dunno... oh wait, i do. JR and Jace(sorry julia, i know you love yoru bro...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAIRING&lt;br /&gt;1. Would 1 &amp;amp; 15 make a good couple? JULIA AND GALVIN!? no WAY. i'd jump if they went out.&lt;br /&gt;2. Would 5 &amp;amp; 18 make a good couple? WENDI AND JUNRONG? definitely a bigbig YES.&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if 4 &amp;amp; 19 kissed? MAXINE AND GUANGHAN!? oh god, that's seriously sick. i'd vomit and hyperventilate.&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you think if 20 got 8 pregnant? DANIEL AND JIEYUN? oh fuck. jieyun wouldn't allow it in th first place. and god, if that really happened... oh god, daniel would probably dieeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 16 ever hit on 10? Shawn and Janelle? no WAY. that'd be seriously gross. and anyway, janelle has better taste thn that...&lt;br /&gt;6. If locked in a closet together, what would you think 2 &amp;amp; 12 would do? EHMAGOD. are you guys okay? like, JACE AND ME!? ohmygod. that'd never happen. but he'd probably freak me out and all sorts of things.&lt;br /&gt;7. Would 6 &amp;amp; 17 ever go out? aiwei and bryan... hmmnnn. yes. why not?&lt;br /&gt;8. Do 7 &amp;amp; 11 like each other? jiayi and david? hahaha, thats a good one. they don't know each other. and i don't think jiayi'd like david.&lt;br /&gt;9. Would 2 &amp;amp; 12 make a good couple? are you guys setting th questions right? JACE + ME = COUPLE!? no way. no way. i'd rather die.&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you think 8 would ever like 14? jieyun and ryan, no. they don't know each other, and anyway, they'd probably fight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INDIVIDUALS&lt;br /&gt;1. Does 17 talk a lot? Bryan, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Does 14 think about sex too much? Ryan? how would i know? go die, perverts.&lt;br /&gt;3. If 12 (or 1 if you're a guy) tried to kiss you, what would you do? J A C E ? oh god, sick. i'd seriously hyperventilate. and then probably faint. oh god, gross.&lt;br /&gt;4. If 20 (or 10 if you're a guy) hit on you, what would you do? DANIEL? oh god, i'd rather die. he's like freaking gross.&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you ever consider 6 your best friend? aiwei? probably.&lt;br /&gt;6. What don't you like about 17? bryan. hmn. oh yeah. he loves scaring me with balloons.&lt;br /&gt;7. How did you meet 8? jieyun? schooooollll.&lt;br /&gt;8. What song reminds you of 3? dunno?&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you consider 12 hot? hmn. yeah. but that doesn't mean he's a goooood guy.&lt;br /&gt;10. Has 9 ever done something really wrong to you? i dunno lehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY PEOPLE ON THE LIST...&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you done anything sexual with (kissing or more)? god, gross. i'm not answering.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you consider your close friends? most of them luh.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you think you will never lose touch with? dunno?&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you had a crush on? uh, let me count. GIRLS: julia, kel, me. (yes, i'm les. hahaha) GUYS: uh. 3. but im' not saying whooooo.&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you hated at one point? a few of thm luh....&lt;br /&gt;6. Smoke? i don't think any of thm smoke...&lt;br /&gt;7. Share at least one class with you? all th girls, 11-19 minus jace.&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you talk on the phone with? uh. 1,2 (yes i talk to myself.), 3, 10 (sometimes only luh), 11-14.&lt;br /&gt;9. Have parents that you've met/seen? eh. let me see. 1-6, 10, 11-13, 17 and 20.&lt;br /&gt;10. Have a house you've been in? ehh.. urr. count first... 1-3, 10, 12 and 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED IS ANGER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you currently mad at someone? being angry is tiring, but yes, 33.&lt;br /&gt;2. Which of your family members has the worst temper? dunno, my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever thrown something at anyone?uh. i think.&lt;br /&gt;4. Is anyone mad at you?dunno, but i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you usually mad?not always, but yes at 33.&lt;br /&gt;6. When you're mad do you prefer to stare angrily or yell? yell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORANGE IS EXCITEMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Has anyone ever thrown a surprise party for you?no...&lt;br /&gt;2. What event is coming up that you're most excited about?i dunno... uh. countdown party. Zheren says he's gonna pretend he likes dj.&lt;br /&gt;3. If you won a million dollars, what would be your first thought? it's probably fake...&lt;br /&gt;4. If you could have anything right now what would it be? uh. uh. i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YELLOW IS SELF DISCOVERY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name: DAPHNEWONG.&lt;br /&gt;2. Birthday: SEVENTHOFMARCH.&lt;br /&gt;3.What's your main goal in life?live life happily...&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you want to have children? yeah... i think.&lt;br /&gt;5. When do you want to die? when i feel i have no purpose in life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREEN IS OPINIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you against gay marriage? no, people deserve to decide what they want to do.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lower the drinking age? no...&lt;br /&gt;3. Corporal Punishment? definitely against it...&lt;br /&gt;4. Against Abortion? durh, you shouldn't kill a still-growing infant. thats murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLUE IS LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you love someone? durh...&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you believe in love at first sight? i guess.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you believe in love? probably...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PURPLE IS Q&amp;amp; A's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: how many beds did you lay in today?&lt;br /&gt;A: three.&lt;br /&gt;Q: What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;A: blue with a sheepdog saying "what's a sheep?"&lt;br /&gt;Q: Name one thing that you do everyday?&lt;br /&gt;A: uh. i dunno. breathe...&lt;br /&gt;Q: How much cash do you have on you right now?&lt;br /&gt;A: dunno, i don't bother to count.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is Tom on your Top friends list?&lt;br /&gt;A: who's tom?&lt;br /&gt;Q: Look to your left. What's there?&lt;br /&gt;A: uh, my cup... from 17... and th stairs banister luh.&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's the last piece of clothing you borrowed?&lt;br /&gt;A: i can't rmbr.&lt;br /&gt;Q: What website(s) do you visit the most during the day?&lt;br /&gt;A: blogs/blogskins.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have plants in your room?&lt;br /&gt;A: no, they steal oxygen from me at night.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Does anything hurt on your body right now?&lt;br /&gt;A: yes, my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Recent time you were really upset?&lt;br /&gt;A: yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINK IS LAST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Person you saw: uh, my piano teacher.&lt;br /&gt;3. Movie you watched in cinema: The Golden Compass.&lt;br /&gt;4. Song you listened to: uhh. "umbrella" by McFLY.&lt;br /&gt;5. Person you talked on the phone with: my mummy.&lt;br /&gt;6. Did you notice that the question 2 was gone: no, just.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAY IS TODAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What are you doing right now? this quiz...&lt;br /&gt;2. What are you doing tonight? watching witch yoooooooo heeeeeeee and CSI Miami and Fashion Police and Grey's Anatomy.&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you going to eat? my dinner is always rice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BROWN IS TOMORROW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. IS MISSING...&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you looking forward to it? NO. i don't wanna find out my secondary school...&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you going to laugh? noooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this quiz is stupid, so many missing questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001. real name: DAPHNEWONG.&lt;br /&gt;002. nickname: uh. my family calls me Gigi. my friends call me shinn.&lt;br /&gt;003. single or taken: uh. single?&lt;br /&gt;004. zodiac sign: pisces.&lt;br /&gt;005. male or female: female, durh.&lt;br /&gt;006. elementary: rosyth.&lt;br /&gt;007. high: i dunno?&lt;br /&gt;008. college: dun have luh.&lt;br /&gt;009. eye color: i think brown.&lt;br /&gt;010. hair color: actually dark brown, but cause of the sun so bleached light brown luh.&lt;br /&gt;011. long or short hair: long...&lt;br /&gt;012. shoe size: kids 5. i think. aiya, i dont' bother to care.&lt;br /&gt;013. asthma: no. are you cursing me?&lt;br /&gt;014. are you health freak: no, im' unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;015. height: about 16+ already...&lt;br /&gt;016. do you have a crush on someone: hmn. maybe.&lt;br /&gt;017. do you like yourself: durh/&lt;br /&gt;018. piercings: yes 5, but 3 closed up.&lt;br /&gt;019. tattoos: uh. only if it's non-permanent.&lt;br /&gt;020. righty or lefty: righty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;br /&gt;022. first surgery: nooooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;023. first piercing: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;024. first best friend: uh, yeah. in kindergarten. called Han Yi. i think. uh.&lt;br /&gt;025. first movie: ooo, i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;026. first sport you joined: urh, let me think...... maybe swimming luh, swimming is essential.&lt;br /&gt;027. first pet: dog i think.&lt;br /&gt;028. first vacation: uhh. i dunno, can't rmbr.&lt;br /&gt;029. first concert: i never performed in concert before......&lt;br /&gt;030. first crush: last year, but i'm not telling.&lt;br /&gt;049. eating: uh, i skipped lunch.&lt;br /&gt;050. drinking: nothing ?&lt;br /&gt;052. i'm about: uhhhhh, dunno.&lt;br /&gt;053. listening to: mcfly's umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;055. waiting for: N O T H I N G .&lt;br /&gt;057. wearing: clothes, what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE&lt;br /&gt;058. want kids?: durh.&lt;br /&gt;059. want to get married?: obviously, how wld i produce kids thn?&lt;br /&gt;060. careers in mind?: i dunno... somewhere on tv crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;068. lips or eyes?: eyes.&lt;br /&gt;069. hugs or kisses: bothhh(:&lt;br /&gt;070. shorter or taller: taller definitely.&lt;br /&gt;072. romantic or spontaneous: uh. sensitive, fun but also gentle luh..&lt;br /&gt;073. sensitive or loud: sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;074. kissed a stranger: no. hug yes.&lt;br /&gt;075. lost glasses/contact: no.&lt;br /&gt;076. ran away from home: thought of it.&lt;br /&gt;077. broken any bones: yes last year.&lt;br /&gt;078. broken someone's heart: yes many.&lt;br /&gt;079. been arrested: nooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;080. cried when someone died: durh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;081. yourself: yes, sometimes no luh...&lt;br /&gt;082. miracles: at times luh...&lt;br /&gt;083. love at first sight: maybe /:&lt;br /&gt;084. heaven: i really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;085. santa claus: no.&lt;br /&gt;086. fairies: no.&lt;br /&gt;087. angels: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY :&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there one or more people you want to be with right now?: durh.&lt;br /&gt;098. Is Superman really better than Batman?: uh no. Superman sucks with his red underwear. Black is HOOOOOOOOOTTTT. that's why batman is better.&lt;br /&gt;099. Have you had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at the same time?: uh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Honestly what color is your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;uh, dark blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Honestly, whats on your mind?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Honestly, what are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;listening to umbrella by mcfly and doing this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Honestly, have you ever been in love?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Honestly, have you done something bad today?&lt;br /&gt;noooooo. actually yes, i didn't do my theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Honestly, do you watch disneychannel?&lt;br /&gt;uh no. only when my cousins do luh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Honestly, who is the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;my mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Honestly, are you jealous of somebody right now?&lt;br /&gt;yes david, cause he gets to go to basketball camp. yes kellie cause she gets to take up ice skating lessons. yes julia cause she has an older bro (not that i want you for a brother, jace.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Honestly, what makes you mad most of the time?&lt;br /&gt;my brooooooo. and 33 luh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Honestly, do you bite your nails?&lt;br /&gt;when i'm nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Honestly, do you use anyone?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Honestly, do you want to see someone this very moment?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Honestly, do you have a friend you don't like?&lt;br /&gt;okay luh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Honestly, do you love someone very much?&lt;br /&gt;i love many people alot lehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Honestly, does anyone like you?&lt;br /&gt;no. why'd anyone like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIFFERENT EMOTIONS SURVEY&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you do when you're mad?&lt;br /&gt;call, sms, yell, scream, cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What's the worst thing you've done when you were mad?&lt;br /&gt;ah. i ran into the wall on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ever made anyone cry when you were mad?&lt;br /&gt;yeah... my bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you swear when you're mad?&lt;br /&gt;who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When was the last time you really cried?&lt;br /&gt;quite recently luh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Ever cried yourself to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;there was this period when i cried myself to sleeeep everynight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What usually makes you cry?&lt;br /&gt;dunno, results, death, i cry easily luh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you normally a happy person?&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Does being with your friends makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, who else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When people say they think you are good looking/pretty, do you get happy?&lt;br /&gt;wtf, stupid question. no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was the last time you had a pillow fight? can't rmbr, and it's when was the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you use to wash off all your make-up? uh. i seldom use makeup luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever snuck into the guys' restroom at your school? i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever just suddenly ran out of a classroom during a test because you were "sick" to avoid the test? eh yeah. i think it was p5, i didn't wanna do lina's "mini" test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you heard of The Rocket Summer? Do you like his music? eh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you find the AXE "Bam Chicka Wow Wow" commercials to be funny? no,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Would you rather watch Big Brother or America's Next Top Model? america's next top model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When was the last time you had Chinese take-out? What is your favorite take-out food? i dunno, and pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Have you seen Al Gore's "An Inconvenient Truth"? no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you thought about Halloween and what you want to dress up as recently? i don't celebrate halloween, dodos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Which of your friends posts the most useless bulletins on your myspace? i don't do myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you want ones of those iPhones? How about an enV?eh none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you know what BAMF stands for? Are you a BAMF? yes and no hopefully, but that's for others to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever stapled your hand on accident? yes, with the staple gun. eek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you know that whole story about the toes on your feet, talking about pigs? yeah... i used to love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you still use your home phone?sometimes. but most of th times handphone luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. How many community service hours are you required to have? How many do you have so far? Where do you [want] to volunteer?uh. i think min is 8. i completed more than 8 luh. and beach. definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you know sign language for "bitch"? yes, i use it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you made a Zwinky? no. they're ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When was the last time you made a video? What was it about? i think peanut. it was about peanut luh, what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Did you know you could comment yourself on myspace? i don't do myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you know how to make a paper hat? a paper boat? yes both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who was the last person to scare you? eh, jace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What is your favorite "World Wonder"? How many wonders have you been to? uh. i dunno? one, great wall. is eiffel tower counted? yes thn 2 lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you like Seattle's rainy climate? Or would you prefer a more sunny climate, like in Florida? sunny, can beach then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you want to see the movie "I Now Pronounce you Chuck and Larry"? i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you think The King of Queens is a pretty good sitcom? no, it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you read Middlesex, a fictional book about a hermaphrodite? Does it seem more gruesome/gross or interesting to you? no. and it sounds gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Would you ever want to go jet skiing? definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you know any dirty words and phrases in Spanish? Give us an example. yes, and you really wanna know? Ándate a la cresta, Perra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you smoke weed? no.&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you kissed somebody in the last 2 weeks? yes.&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was the last friend you had in your room? dunno, i can't rmbr.&lt;br /&gt;4. Miss someone? yes.&lt;br /&gt;5. How's your ex doing? Do you care? fine. yes.&lt;br /&gt;6. Is there someone you want to fight?yes.&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you like someone right now? you think leh?&lt;br /&gt;8. Song playing? uh. tang yu zhe's zuiaihaishini.&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you doing tomorrow? school. results.&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you know what sodomy is? uh. i think so, but i can't rmbr.&lt;br /&gt;11. What's annoying you right now? JACE.&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you want to go back to high school? not there yet, dodos.&lt;br /&gt;13. Have you ever watched a movie drunk? noooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you doing tonight? watching tv luh.&lt;br /&gt;15. Who did you ride in a car with last? uh this morning, my dad.&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you tired? not really.&lt;br /&gt;17. Who will you be with today/tonight? family?&lt;br /&gt;18. What kind of socks do you have on? i don't have socks on.&lt;br /&gt;19. What color is the shirt you are wearing? dark blue shirt...&lt;br /&gt;20. What will you do sunday? uh sunday is th... 23rd. uh. overseas.&lt;br /&gt;21. Last person to call you? jace T_T julia gave him my number.&lt;br /&gt;23. Does your family own any mansions? no. we're not that rich.&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you have any interesting bruises or scars? whats your definition of "interesting"?&lt;br /&gt;25. Where were you at noon today? uh. piano. doing theory.&lt;br /&gt;26. How long does it take you to get ready to go out? depends. sometimes 2 minutes. sometimes 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you been outside of the U.S.? uhhhh. yes, singapore...&lt;br /&gt;28. The last comment you recieved was from? i dunno, i think vanessa. wait let me check.... uhhh. its JACE, oh fuck.&lt;br /&gt;29. Last show you watched? uh, this morning, i watched abit of news.&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you wish at 11:11? yes, when it's 11:11, someone's thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;32. Do you wear any jewelry? no. plastic.&lt;br /&gt;33. Next vacation you're going on? uh, thursday.&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you have any piercings? yes.&lt;br /&gt;36. Last person you hugged? uh, my daddy.&lt;br /&gt;37. The last time and place you went out to? piano this morning.&lt;br /&gt;38.Who/What made you angry today? i dunno. jace probably...&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you sing in the shower? uh maybe.&lt;br /&gt;40. Has anyone ever sang or played music for you personally? no, i wish.&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you love anyone? yes.&lt;br /&gt;42. Do you have any siblings? yes 2.&lt;br /&gt;43. What's your fav. breed of dog? i dunno, maybe collies.&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you find yourself loved? no. the only person who loves me is me.&lt;br /&gt;46. Called anyone a bitch today? yeah, whoever has been reading this post has been called a bitch (i don't mean it though...).&lt;br /&gt;47. Where is the weirdest place you have slept? i dunno?&lt;br /&gt;48. What's the closest blue object to you? uh, stapler.&lt;br /&gt;49. What is your natural hair color? light brown is natural, it got bleached by the sun, i didn't do anything to it.&lt;br /&gt;50. What are you excited for? uh, dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What side of the heart do you draw first? right.&lt;br /&gt;2) Can you dive without plugging your nose? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;3) What color is your phone? uh. silver.&lt;br /&gt;5) Who would you want to be tied to for 24 hours? i dunno. myself.&lt;br /&gt;6) Where are you right now? here.&lt;br /&gt;7) How do you feel about carrots? ewwww.&lt;br /&gt;8) How many chairs at the dining room table? uhh... 6.&lt;br /&gt;9) Who is the best Spice Girl? none of em.&lt;br /&gt;10) Do you know what time it is? no, i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;12) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator? i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;13) What's your favorite kind of gum? i dunno. strawberry? cola? mint?&lt;br /&gt;14) T or F: All is fair in love and war? yeah... true...&lt;br /&gt;15) Do you have a crush on anyone? yes, myself.&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you use words that you don't know the meaning to? sometimes... haha.&lt;br /&gt;17) Do you like to sleep? durhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;18) Do you know which US states don't use Daylight Savings? No clue.&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you know the song "Sugar We're Goin' Down"? I KNOW! F A L L O U T B O Y !&lt;br /&gt;20) Do you want a bright yellow '06 mustang? nooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;21) What's something you've always wanted? i dunno?&lt;br /&gt;25) Do you wear a lot of black? sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;26) Describe your hair. uh light brown and quite long luh, but i'm gonna cut it short, but still able to tie.&lt;br /&gt;28) Are you an adult? no. Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;29) Who was/were your best friend(s) in 5th grade?: uhh. 5th grade is primary 4 right? Alethea and Rebecca.&lt;br /&gt;30) Do you have a tan? yes...&lt;br /&gt;31) Are you a television addict? i guess.&lt;br /&gt;32) Do you enjoy spending time with your mom? only if we happen to be getting along...&lt;br /&gt;33) Are you a sugar freak? dunno?&lt;br /&gt;34) What is your favorite movie(s)? alot luh...&lt;br /&gt;35) What's your sign? pisces.&lt;br /&gt;36) Where do you wish you were right now? uh. dunno?&lt;br /&gt;37) Who did you copy this from? A random survey site...&lt;br /&gt;38) How do you know them? i dunno? it's random wads.&lt;br /&gt;39) What brand of shirt are you wearing? urrrr. i can't see. i think it's Silverbang.&lt;br /&gt;40) Have you ever snorted anything? noooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have cheated. -- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;you believe hitting a child is a form of discipline. -- noooooooo. it's a torture..&lt;br /&gt;you practice a religion. -- No&lt;br /&gt;You apologize. -- sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;you keep a diary. -- yes, but sometimes i don't write in it...&lt;br /&gt;you like to cook. -- i can cook, but i don't exactly like it...&lt;br /&gt;you exercise regularly. -- i guess. but not anymore cause it's th hols.&lt;br /&gt;you sketch while you are on the phone. -- maybe. if i can't be bothered to listen to what that person is talking about...&lt;br /&gt;you have read a book in the past month. -- durhh.&lt;br /&gt;you replace the toilet paper roll immediately. -- noooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;you like crossword puzzles. -- no, cause i get pissed when i can't solve them.&lt;br /&gt;You have a secret you have never shared wtih another person. -- yes.&lt;br /&gt;You wait until the last minute to fill your car with gas. -- I don't have a car.&lt;br /&gt;You snore. -- Not that I know of.&lt;br /&gt;You've gotten sick on a vacation. -- yeah...&lt;br /&gt;You often have people over at your house. -- not often luh...&lt;br /&gt;You can remember jokes. -- if they're stupid, no.&lt;br /&gt;You play cards. -- Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;You talk in your sleep. -- Not really.&lt;br /&gt;You eat fast. -- no.... i eat th slowest among my family.&lt;br /&gt;You often avoid paying full price. -- Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;you like being on the phone -- okay luh. but gotta rmbr RADIATION.&lt;br /&gt;You shave regularly -- i don't even shave.&lt;br /&gt;You set your watch a few minutes ahead. -- no, i dont bother to be early.&lt;br /&gt;You are always late. -- not always luh. sometimes i'm like so nervous until i get there 1/2 hour earlier.&lt;br /&gt;You often get headaches. -- maybe.&lt;br /&gt;You smoke. -- No.&lt;br /&gt;A naked photo of you exists. -- noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;You can whistle. -- yes.&lt;br /&gt;You believe in destiny. -- I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;You have something you wish to confess. -- Not really.&lt;br /&gt;You change your bedsheets weekly. -- uh yes.&lt;br /&gt;You bite your fingernails. -- when i'm nervous.&lt;br /&gt;You pick your nose. -- ewwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;You are a vegetarian. -- ngghhh.&lt;br /&gt;You have eaten in a restaurant alone. -- No.&lt;br /&gt;You have gone to a movie alone. -- No.&lt;br /&gt;You read the newspaper every day. -- Nah&lt;br /&gt;You have not used a hair dryer in the past year. -- no, i just used one yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;You have made love on an airplane. -- ew, that's gross.&lt;br /&gt;You have hit your father or mother in anger. -- No, i love thm too much.&lt;br /&gt;You lose control in heated arguments. -- no, arguments go OUT of control.&lt;br /&gt;When the alarm goes off, you get up immediately. -- no, i leave it ringing and sleep. or i wake up, turn it off and sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;You generally save letters and postcards. -- yeah...&lt;br /&gt;You hate parties. -- some.&lt;br /&gt;You have stolen money from your parents. -- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;You have fired a gun. -- Toy?&lt;br /&gt;Less is more. -- maybe.&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are. -- uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. yes.&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy being photographed. -- not exactly.&lt;br /&gt;Life treats you well. -- mostly. there are fucked up times also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the emotion you tend to hide the most: pain.&lt;br /&gt;a moment you achieved absolute happiness: uh. dunno.&lt;br /&gt;You have a great amount of guilt regarding: uh. alot of things...&lt;br /&gt;You would feel envious right now if: i dunno?&lt;br /&gt;When you're happy you need: whatever made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;When you're sad you need: music, my room and my phone.&lt;br /&gt;When you are angry you need: a locked bedroom door.&lt;br /&gt;When you are in love you need: nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;You would jump up and down if someone told you: i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;Someone who genuinely makes you or has made you happy: i dunno, all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Something that makes you happy: alot of things?&lt;br /&gt;Someone that made you laugh this week: denise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two things you did today: uh. piano. theory.&lt;br /&gt;best word to describe your current love life: -&lt;br /&gt;best word to describe your current work situation: uh. haven't started, but it's S$30/day.&lt;br /&gt;The last person who told you that they loved you: my mummy.&lt;br /&gt;The last person you said you loved: julia.&lt;br /&gt;what are you wearing? clothes, what else.&lt;br /&gt;what are you listening to? the fan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Is it raining/snowing/? none...&lt;br /&gt;2. Are there a lot of bars in your town? noo. i don't spose.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you like canned foods? maybe.&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you like giving to food drives? why not?&lt;br /&gt;5. Are there a lot of casinos in your town? eh, no.&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever played a tambourine? i dunno?&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you have Emo bangs? at times.&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you know anyone who is a professional painter? nooo.&lt;br /&gt;9. Where is the nearest car dealership? i don't bother to knowww.&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you draw on people in school? Yes, other peoples hands...&lt;br /&gt;11. Have you ever serenaded somebody? No...&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you have Photoshop on your computer? noooo.&lt;br /&gt;13. How many times a day do you throw down a yo momma joke? Never...&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever dissected anything for a science class? no, thank god.&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever done a project on a different country? uh yes.&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the last movie you watched? the golden compass.&lt;br /&gt;17. Are you a smartass? that's a laugh, no...&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you ever wish you could mute someone? yeah. jace.&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you have any paintings in your house? yup.&lt;br /&gt;20. When was the last time you hung out with someone? can't rmbr...&lt;br /&gt;21. What has been the most amount of money you have stolen? i'm not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;21 ½. What is the most amount of money that has been stolen from you? dunno?&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you get lunch money from parents and skip lunch to save up the money? yes.&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you own someone? uhh. i own myself.&lt;br /&gt;24. Do lez/bi/gay dating shows on mtv gross you out? okay luh, they deserve to do what they want to do.&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you ever used zoo pals silverware? No&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you have any guilty pleasures? Not really&lt;br /&gt;27. What is your favorite writing utensil? pencils...&lt;br /&gt;28. What color are your eyes? Brown.&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you have a curvy body? erh, no.&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you have a garden? yes.&lt;br /&gt;31. What chore do you hate the most? uh, none really.&lt;br /&gt;32. Do you post surveys as bulletins on myspace a lot? i don't do myspace.&lt;br /&gt;33. Are you a teenage heartthrob? nooooo, i'm still in my preteen years.&lt;br /&gt;34. Who is the most special person you know? myself.&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you know how many dimples are on a golfball? no, i don't know, i don't bother to count either.&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you call your grandma by some other name? No.&lt;br /&gt;37. Does your stereo come with a remote? Yup&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you like licking an envelope? no, you never know what crawled over it while it was drying.&lt;br /&gt;40. Have you ever wondered about how many dimples are on a golfball? No.&lt;br /&gt;41. Have you ever worn a snowsuit? yes, when i was in london.&lt;br /&gt;42. Have you ever wondered how many seeds were on a strawberry? no, i don't like strawberry.&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you get these teen hearts beating faster? im not even a teen...&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you like youtube? Sure.&lt;br /&gt;45. Pick one: Dairy Queen or Waffle House? neither. pizza hut's the best.&lt;br /&gt;46. What is your favorite kind of ice cream cone? none...&lt;br /&gt;47. Do energy drinks work for you? gatorade?&lt;br /&gt;48. When was the last time you looked in the phonebook? dunno?&lt;br /&gt;49. Do you like playing monkey in the middle? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;50. Have you ever used Pepto Bismal? no, it's gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you wear deodorant? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever peed your pants after age 8? No.&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the longest you have gone without sleeping? uh. 1 day only. i need my beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever trusted in Jesus Christ as your savior? for chrissakes, im' not christian.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you have a girlfriend/boyfriend? yeah, julia.&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever been on a roller coaster? Yup.&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever skipped school? not school. class.&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you eat meat? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;9. How do you vent anger? cry. most of the times.&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever been on a boat? yeah, sailing requires you to be on the boat... =='''&lt;br /&gt;11. Would you try to take over the world? no, i'm not mean.&lt;br /&gt;12. Who do you talk to most on IM? right now, jace.&lt;br /&gt;13. Last time you were really really mad?can't rmbr.&lt;br /&gt;14. Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea? none, i don't like tea.&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever been on a motorcycle? no.&lt;br /&gt;16. Pink or blue? Depends.&lt;br /&gt;17. Are all the pigs lined up? Huh?&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your lucky number? eight or seventeen.&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you believe in spontaneous combustion? Sure.&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you ever asked someone out? yeah, why not?&lt;br /&gt;21. Who is your enemy? dunno...&lt;br /&gt;22. Have you ever cut off a limb? Nope&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you believe in yourself? Somedays.&lt;br /&gt;24. Pancakes or waffles? both.&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you ever gone to a public school? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;26. Have you ever gotten your tongue frozen to something? Haha yeah, ice.&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you smile a lot? Yes I do :]&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you believe in love? But of course.&lt;br /&gt;29. You are about to die. What do you do with your worldly possesions? I have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;30. Have you ever been beaten up? No, i beat people up.&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you like depressing music? No... it's okay luh.&lt;br /&gt;32. Pain or no gain? Depends on what were talking about.&lt;br /&gt;33. Would you go to college if you had a chance? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;34. What is your favorite male name? Jace. it's a hot name :D or Dante.&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you cry a lot? maybe...&lt;br /&gt;36. Chocolate or vanilla? Both&lt;br /&gt;37. Have you ever been high... on life? hah. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you ever cook? Nope. only if i feel like.&lt;br /&gt;39. Would you be president if you could? No.&lt;br /&gt;40. Have you ever prank called someone? Sure.&lt;br /&gt;41. Have you ever seen Nine Inch Nails in concert? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;42. Have you ever cut yourself? Yes&lt;br /&gt;43. Do animals go to Heaven? Whatever you believe...&lt;br /&gt;44. Who annoys you? ohh, some guy whose name starts with a "JA" and ends with a "CE".&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you drink alcohol? No.&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you shower daily? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;47. What's your family like? Like the usual.&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you use email, IM, MySpace, or phone the most? im.&lt;br /&gt;49. Do you want to get married? Yep, eventually.&lt;br /&gt;50. What do you do most when you're bored? This.&lt;br /&gt;51. Have you ever failed drivers' ed? Why? Never taken it&lt;br /&gt;52. How much do you weigh? ehh. 40 something only.&lt;br /&gt;53. French or Italian? Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;54. What's your favorite car? Don't have one really&lt;br /&gt;55. Are you registered to vote? (And have you yet?) Not old enough yet&lt;br /&gt;56. Have you ever met a celebrity? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;57. Would you drop out of school or quit your job? noooo.&lt;br /&gt;58. Would you give me $5? Nope, the $5's MINEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;59. Have you ever been high? Yes&lt;br /&gt;60. Name one person you love, and why: julia. just cause...&lt;br /&gt;61. Favorite type of sock? Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;62. Have you ever driven a Ferrari? Nope&lt;br /&gt;63. Right handed? Left handed? Both? Righty&lt;br /&gt;64. Name 4 things you always have with you: Phone, money, shoes, clothes.&lt;br /&gt;65. What's your favorite band? McFLY ALLLLL THE WAYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;66. Have you ever broken a bone? yes.&lt;br /&gt;67. What is your favorite female name? envyliyanna.&lt;br /&gt;68. What's your favorite drink?dunno.&lt;br /&gt;69. Who DID let the dogs out? Huh?&lt;br /&gt;70. How tall are you? uhh. 16+ luh.&lt;br /&gt;71. Have you ever gone rock climbing? yeah!&lt;br /&gt;72. Dogs or cats? both.&lt;br /&gt;73. What was the last insult you GAVE? fuck off, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;74. What's your favorite animal? dunno, cats, dogs, horses, alot luh.&lt;br /&gt;75. What is your favorite musical instrument? Drums. guitar.&lt;br /&gt;76. Last time you spent $100, and what for? uh. shoes.&lt;br /&gt;77. Do you like sports? no. LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;78. Last time you saw your mom? This morning.&lt;br /&gt;79. Favorite month? march...&lt;br /&gt;80. Have you ever been to a beach? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;81. Are you a neat freak? No, i'm a messy freak.&lt;br /&gt;82. Have you ever been camping? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;83. Have you ever been toilet papering? Why? Eh?&lt;br /&gt;84. Do you look like your mom or your dad? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;85. Have you ever danced in public? Yep. mindchamps.&lt;br /&gt;86. Do you like seafood? nooooo.&lt;br /&gt;87. Have you ever been on a road trip? uh no.&lt;br /&gt;88. What size shoe do you wear? 5.&lt;br /&gt;89. Favorite website? freedom-tolove :D and blogger and blogskins luh.&lt;br /&gt;90. Do you pray? Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;91. Would you live on another planet if it were possible? Nope&lt;br /&gt;92. Do you have a bad life? Some parts&lt;br /&gt;93. Emotional or physical pain? physical. emotional hurts toooooooooo much.&lt;br /&gt;94. Do you like dancing? uh yes.&lt;br /&gt;95. Are you afraid of the dark? no,&lt;br /&gt;96. Name one person you hate, and why: some guy whose name starts with a "JA" and ends with a "CE". just cause :D&lt;br /&gt;97. Happy or depressing music? uh, both.&lt;br /&gt;98. Where were you born? In a hospital...&lt;br /&gt;99. Day or night? Night&lt;br /&gt;100. What is your favorite type of music? Pop, rock, hiphop.&lt;br /&gt;101. Who is your favorite celebrity? orlandooooooo bloooooooooom. and dooooooooooougie.&lt;br /&gt;102. Last text? uh, some plot about ISWAK 2 from wendi(:&lt;br /&gt;103. Cars or planes? Cars. i hate planes.&lt;br /&gt;104. Do you smoke? No.&lt;br /&gt;105. Kleenex or Puffs? Whatever, it's just tissue&lt;br /&gt;106. Are you a vegetarian? No, ew.&lt;br /&gt;107. Have you ever made a promise you'd die to keep? Eh, not really&lt;br /&gt;108. Bagels or chicken? Chicken&lt;br /&gt;109. Have you ever made a blood oath? No&lt;br /&gt;110. Do you like holidays? Sure.&lt;br /&gt;111. Have you ever been home schooled? No, that costs megabucks.&lt;br /&gt;112. One rumor that's been spread about you: i don't think it's too convenient to say here luhhh.&lt;br /&gt;113. Would you flip off the president? hahaha no.&lt;br /&gt;114. Do you have any tattoos? No.&lt;br /&gt;115. Do you believe in the external world? whatever you choose to believe.&lt;br /&gt;116. Who do you NOT want to meet? I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;117. Have you been on drugs? No :D&lt;br /&gt;118. How much cash do you have right now? dunno?&lt;br /&gt;119. Have you met anyone in real life after meeting them online? online, but thn we realised we actually knew each other..&lt;br /&gt;120. Ocean or pool? Ocean.&lt;br /&gt;121. What kind of music do you hate? Opera&lt;br /&gt;122. What is your most missed memory? Something...&lt;br /&gt;123. What would you change about the past? dunno, alot.&lt;br /&gt;124. Would you have sex before marriage? Why or why not? no. cause it's like beyond my principles.&lt;br /&gt;125. Do you believe in free will? Sure.&lt;br /&gt;126. Have you ever been asked out? Yup&lt;br /&gt;127. Do you play an instrument? piano, a little guitar.&lt;br /&gt;128. Favorite day of the week? dunno...&lt;br /&gt;129. Snakes or rabbits? Rabbits lol.&lt;br /&gt;130. If you had three wishes - what would you wish for? uh, i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;131. Favorite country? This one&lt;br /&gt;132. What store would you choose to max out a credit card? Why? Heh, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;133. What is your favorite flavor in general? uhhhh. dunno...&lt;br /&gt;134. Have you ever sworn? Duh&lt;br /&gt;135. Do you send chain letters very often? Never, i hate chain letters.&lt;br /&gt;136. Would you date someone younger than you? maybe... only if he's not tooo young...&lt;br /&gt;137. Have you ever smoked? No, and i don't plan to.&lt;br /&gt;138. Disney or Warner Brothers? uh, disney.&lt;br /&gt;139. What is your biggest weakness? Procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;140. Would you flip off the pope? Lol uh i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;141. Have you ever stolen something over $20? No...&lt;br /&gt;142. Do you drink enough water? no...&lt;br /&gt;143. How do you usually dress? However I damn well please&lt;br /&gt;144. How easily do you trust people? Why? uhhh. depends.&lt;br /&gt;145. Sunrise or sunset? bothhhh.&lt;br /&gt;146. Do you study the Bible? No...&lt;br /&gt;147. Do you think Snoop Dogg sucks? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;148. Do you think you're attractive? no.&lt;br /&gt;149. Do you believe that animals have souls? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;150. Shorts or pants? shorts.&lt;br /&gt;151. Explain your political beliefs. I have none&lt;br /&gt;152. Do you believe in magic? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;153. Would you pretend to be someone's bf/gf? only if he/she asked luh... and they were my friends...&lt;br /&gt;154. Do you sing? uh yes.&lt;br /&gt;155. Do you believe in miracles? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;156. Would you be my friend? Sure&lt;br /&gt;157. Do you like dogs? Yup&lt;br /&gt;158. Have you ever failed a grade? Why? yeah. grade 5 piano.&lt;br /&gt;159. Who did you last talk to? darryl.&lt;br /&gt;160. Have you ever been on a snowmobile? N0.&lt;br /&gt;161. If you had to get married now, who would you want to marry? me.&lt;br /&gt;162. What's your favorite song? I have lots...&lt;br /&gt;163. What were you doing at midnight last night? Trying to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;164. Explain what you think about dating. It's complex luh.&lt;br /&gt;165. Have you ever committed suicide? Noooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;166. Have you ever seen Switchfoot in concert? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;167. What's your favorite movie? dunno? alot.&lt;br /&gt;168. When do you get up? depends. sometimes 4 am, sometime 2 pm.&lt;br /&gt;169. What is the last thing you said to someone? bye to mummy.&lt;br /&gt;170. What is your screen name? DAPHNE. the stars will cry the blackest tears tonight;&lt;br /&gt;171. Have you ever written a song? yes.&lt;br /&gt;172. Would you smoke? Nooo.&lt;br /&gt;173. Do you have a soul? I'd sure hope so&lt;br /&gt;174. Have you ever tried to bite a dentist? hahahaha, no.&lt;br /&gt;175. Would you chug beer? Noooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;176. What grade are you in? primary 6. andddd. thats grade seven right?&lt;br /&gt;177. What's one unique thing about you? *thinking* There's got to be something ....&lt;br /&gt;178. Logic or art? Art&lt;br /&gt;179. How are you feeling right now? emotionless...&lt;br /&gt;180. Have you ever walked more than a mile? More than that.&lt;br /&gt;181. Why are they called fingers if they don't fing? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;182. Do you like poetry? okay luh...&lt;br /&gt;183. Have you ever been on a plane? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;184. Have you ever beat someone up? yes.&lt;br /&gt;185. Do you like yourself? Somedays&lt;br /&gt;186. Have you ever been in an accident? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;187. Have you ever been in a mosh pit? Noooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;188. Explain your religious beliefs. None.&lt;br /&gt;189. Do you hold grudges? Not usually.&lt;br /&gt;190. How often do you visit your myspace/xanga/etc profile? noneeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;191. If you could go to one place right now, it would be: ehhhhhhhhh. icerink.&lt;br /&gt;192. Have you ever been expelled from school? Nope&lt;br /&gt;193. Cappuccino or coffee? none.&lt;br /&gt;194. Do you like cows? hahahaha. i think.&lt;br /&gt;195. Do you like your neighbors? Why or why not?yes. cause.&lt;br /&gt;196. Have you ever been late to work because of myspace? no. i don't do myspace.&lt;br /&gt;197. Are you ghetto? Lol no&lt;br /&gt;198. Mints or chewing gum? Mints. i think.&lt;br /&gt;199. What is your favorite hair style? I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;200. What name brand do you wear the most? Whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which Supernatural Being Are You?&lt;br /&gt;Made By: TheWoodenShoe00 {Do Not Remove}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dracula&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Blood intrigues you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You prefer night over day.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Bats and wolves are your friends.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wish you could fly.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You despise mirrors.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Coffins don't bother you in the least.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Living forever sounds like a great idea.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You can hang upside down for long periods of time.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Garlic is your kryptonite.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You sleep all day.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankenstein&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You owe a lot to your creator.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Fire is scary!&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are very tall.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Little kids are more fond of you than adults.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Most people don't understand you.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your speech leaves a lot to be desired.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You often look a little green.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Fashion means nothing to you; it's like you wear the same thing everyday.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wish you had more friends.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Werewolf&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You're quite furry.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The full moon drives you wild.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You often wake up in strange places with no memory of the night before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Silver repulses you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dogs hate you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You love raw meat.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are pretty strong.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pentagrams fascinate you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You feel kind of cursed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Some of your clothes are shredded and bloodstained and you have no idea how they got that way.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zombie&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your skin looks gray.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You rarely speak, but you do groan a lot.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Brains should be one of the food groups.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your clothes are ratty and tattered.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You're alive, but you feel dead.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Being near fire makes you uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Guns scare you.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You're not very smart.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have an insatiable desire to feed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You lost your personality a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have some unfinished business to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You hang out in cemetaries (or you have before).&lt;br /&gt;[x] You enjoy playing pranks.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Sometimes people act as if you aren't even there.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You want revenge.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Death surrounds you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] strange dreams about dying.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am: Frankenstein... eek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right, i'm sick of posts, i'm gonna edit my html, byes(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;oh yeah, i wanna tell you guys, im' gonna officially stop using haloscan cause cbox was unblocked from my computer so i'll be switching back to cbox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALLLSSOOOOO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;http://freedom-tolove.blogspot.com/&lt;/b&gt; will be closed for a period of time while i edit my html and all. i will continue posting, but you will only be able to read thm when i re-open my blog, okays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA: oh...my playlist cannot choose song ;D just random onlys.&lt;br /&gt;JACE: psh. oh god, stop... bothering me! i bet julia gave you my address right? nngghh. i censored it cause it was P R I V A T E. yes, i already swore, lala. i don't care. i can't believe i actually swore to you...*shivers* the idea is scaring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-1482509137010931888?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/1482509137010931888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=1482509137010931888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1482509137010931888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1482509137010931888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/right.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-8032300178217408812</id><published>2007-12-17T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:24.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grrrr. i wasn't joking when i said i was fucked up. oh right, who cares anyway? not only am i fucked up, i'm like friggin' boredddddd~ rahh. denise is watching Minority Report, I just watched Kinship 2, David's still at basketball camp, Julia's watching Minority Report, uhh. Ryan is online thoughhhhh, and and kellie is FRIGGIN' AT TH &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ICE RINK&lt;/span&gt;. RAHH. i can't believe she's skatinggggggggggg...... rahhh. apparently she's working on her axels (and still can sms me...) oh wow. like ngghghh. why is she allowed to take up classes and i'm not? rahhhh. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; she's like damn good at it luh, like friggin' &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AXELS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. god i can't believe her... rahh. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i'm gonna kill julia. i can't believe she gave her bro my email add. i mean he's like always irritating me, and he&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; L O V E S&lt;/span&gt; scaring th fuck out of me. but he's seriously hot. heh, i'm mad... (Don't get all proud jace, just cause i said you're hot doesn't mean you're a good person(:). oh god, someone save me from him... Jesus, he finally went offline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2Z0xPpj66I/AAAAAAAAAdU/a5Ikm6290Es/s1600-h/jace-1.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144928013680634786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2Z0xPpj66I/AAAAAAAAAdU/a5Ikm6290Es/s200/jace-1.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2Z1Kvpj67I/AAAAAAAAAdc/B6lhu-65MCI/s1600-h/jace-2.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144928451767298994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2Z1Kvpj67I/AAAAAAAAAdc/B6lhu-65MCI/s200/jace-2.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2Z1bfpj68I/AAAAAAAAAdk/uviEoj3vfYU/s1600-h/jace-3.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144928739530107842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2Z1bfpj68I/AAAAAAAAAdk/uviEoj3vfYU/s200/jace-3.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2Z1bfpj68I/AAAAAAAAAdk/uviEoj3vfYU/s1600-h/jace-3.PNG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2Z1uPpj69I/AAAAAAAAAds/PzAki4Tj2Tc/s1600-h/jace-4.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144929061652655058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2Z1uPpj69I/AAAAAAAAAds/PzAki4Tj2Tc/s200/jace-4.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2Z24vpj6-I/AAAAAAAAAd0/rm6oct9RCXI/s1600-h/jace-5.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144930341552909282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2Z24vpj6-I/AAAAAAAAAd0/rm6oct9RCXI/s200/jace-5.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2Z3jfpj6_I/AAAAAAAAAd8/vgwT9mFD8uc/s1600-h/jace-6.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144931075992316914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2Z3jfpj6_I/AAAAAAAAAd8/vgwT9mFD8uc/s200/jace-6.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2Z4Ffpj7AI/AAAAAAAAAeE/b8h1UfVue5I/s1600-h/jace-7.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144931660107869186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2Z4Ffpj7AI/AAAAAAAAAeE/b8h1UfVue5I/s200/jace-7.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2Z4o_pj7BI/AAAAAAAAAeM/rRtypRYSdJs/s1600-h/jace-8.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144932269993225234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2Z4o_pj7BI/AAAAAAAAAeM/rRtypRYSdJs/s200/jace-8.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JULIA I"M GONNA KILL YOU. and omgomgomg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't believeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee that 明道 is in SINGAPORE! actually i'm used to calling him dang ou already(: and K I M J E O N G H O O N also(: so funny, during star awards thn kim jeong hoon came out and thn my sister waslike 'AHHHHHH! HOTHOTHOT! TH GOONG GUY!' and my bro and i were like 'EHHHHH? THAT GUY IS THE 学长!' th 学长 is th channel u 10 o'clock show one... th witch yoooo heeeee(: nyahahaha. and COFFEE PRINCE IS GONNA SHOW SOOOOONNNN! i can't waittttttttttt. okay, i gta translate some.. things. bye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND I CAN'T BELIEVE HADY MIRZA WON ASIAN IDOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/33622285-8032300178217408812?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/8032300178217408812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=8032300178217408812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8032300178217408812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8032300178217408812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/grrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2Z0xPpj66I/AAAAAAAAAdU/a5Ikm6290Es/s72-c/jace-1.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33622285.post-3744728651330439587</id><published>2007-12-16T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T18:16:09.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm seriously fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;no one cares.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-3744728651330439587?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/3744728651330439587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=3744728651330439587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/3744728651330439587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/3744728651330439587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-seriously-fucked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-6800362005828439769</id><published>2007-12-14T02:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:24.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys, sorry, wrong count. Just now was 200th post, now's 201st post! okay, i'm not posting cause i'm bored. i'm not &lt;u&gt;that&lt;/u&gt; lame. or maybe i am. okay, forget it. anyways. &lt;b&gt;NEW SKIN!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Legolas - Prince of Mirkwood. (LOTR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2JWMfpj65I/AAAAAAAAAdM/F3JevS23ysI/s1600-h/Screenshotttt.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143768497064766354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2JWMfpj65I/AAAAAAAAAdM/F3JevS23ysI/s200/Screenshotttt.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live preview: &lt;a href="http://eternnality.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/download.php?sid=171232"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=171232&amp;action=Preview"&gt;PREVIEW&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;download okays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-6800362005828439769?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/6800362005828439769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=6800362005828439769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/6800362005828439769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/6800362005828439769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-guys-sorry-wrong-count.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2JWMfpj65I/AAAAAAAAAdM/F3JevS23ysI/s72-c/Screenshotttt.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33622285.post-1683108850538810136</id><published>2007-12-13T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:25.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;50 Random Questions...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. What do people usually call you?&lt;/b&gt; uhh. depends luh. friends then daphne/chipmunk/shinji. if family then gigi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Do you have freckles?&lt;/b&gt; no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Have you ever been to another country?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Do you feel comfortable dancing in public?&lt;/b&gt; not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Have you ever kissed a mirror?&lt;/b&gt; yes, i think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Do you still talk to your bestfriend from when you were 14?&lt;/b&gt; i'm only 12 luh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Can you skateboard?&lt;/b&gt; a little only luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Do you own an iPod?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. What was your favorite tv show as a kid?&lt;/b&gt; uhh. i think it was teletubbies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Do you still have feelings for an ex?&lt;/b&gt; no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Would you rather bungee jump or sky dive?&lt;/b&gt; BOTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Who is the hottest celebrity?&lt;/b&gt; ORLANDO BLOOOOOOOOOOM and DOUUUUUUUUGIE! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T H E Y A R E &lt;u&gt;H O T&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. Who was the last person to call you?&lt;/b&gt; julia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. Do you like to text message?&lt;/b&gt; okay luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. What kind of music do you listen to?&lt;/b&gt; uhh. mostly hiphop/rock/pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Did the movie Titanic make you cry?&lt;/b&gt; i haven't watched it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. Have you ever punched someone?&lt;/b&gt; yes, my bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. Has anyone ever punched you?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. Have you ever been dumped?&lt;/b&gt; no, i dump people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. Big dogs, small dogs, or cats?&lt;/b&gt; cats hands down. no competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. How many cars have you owned?&lt;/b&gt; uhhh. not me, my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. Do you call your bestfriend everyday?&lt;/b&gt; almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. What do you live in?&lt;/b&gt; terrace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. Have you ever gotten drunk?&lt;/b&gt; i think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25. Have you ever stolen anything?&lt;/b&gt; no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26. Who do you think about the most?&lt;/b&gt; ahh. oh, right. 6 meticulous people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27. What is your most prized possesion?&lt;/b&gt; i dunno,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28. Do you like to watch tv?&lt;/b&gt; maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29. When is the last time you went to the movies?&lt;/b&gt; sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30. Do you wear glasses or contacts?&lt;/b&gt; glasses, but most of th time i don't wear thm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;31. What country would you most like to visit?&lt;/b&gt; i dunno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;32. Do you think anyone could ever really be satisfied?&lt;/b&gt; no... Man has too many lusts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;33. Are you religious?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;34. Do you live with your parents?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;35. Would you like to live to be 110 years old?&lt;/b&gt; no... what'd i be doing for the next 98 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;36. Have you ever approached someone of the oppisite sex?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;37. Do you kiss on the first date?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;38. What hair color do you like most on the oppisite sex?&lt;/b&gt; i dunno, brown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;39. When is the last time you took a shower or bath?&lt;/b&gt; uhh. last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;40. Have you ever been to a concert?&lt;/b&gt; i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;41. Do you talk to your parents?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;42. How many siblings do you have?&lt;/b&gt; twoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;43. Do you like to have your picture taken?&lt;/b&gt; i don't mind luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;44. Do you have more girl friends or guy friends?&lt;/b&gt; i think... both about same leh. or maybe a little more guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;45. Have you ever played in the rain?&lt;/b&gt; YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;46. Ever seen a tornado?&lt;/b&gt; no... only on tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;47. How many meals do you eat a day?&lt;/b&gt; uh, depends. if my parents are home, 1. if my parents aren't home then none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;48. Who do you most resemble in your family?&lt;/b&gt; i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;49. What kind of accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt; singlish accent ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;50. How long have you known your bestfriend?&lt;/b&gt; this the 3rd year... (i think...) my maths is terribly bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right. last night was crazy. i was fighting with my bro again ._. *shakes head* &lt;em&gt;"when are you gonna stop fighting with your stupid bro? Even I don't fight with mine..." -julia&lt;/em&gt; yeah. let me think about it... because i really don't know, ju. and yours is an OLDER bro, won't fight derh. i'm DYING to have an older bro luh, jump off a building luh. i hate you. try living with a younger bro... oh wells. just have to wait and see ;D because i don't think we'll ever stop fighting... ah, well. oh, right. i completed my scribbleys! oh, right. i forgot to upload them yesterday. whhe. yesterday was my 200th post. so anyway. 201 right now(: i'll upload them here/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2IJc_pj6zI/AAAAAAAAAcc/b4Mo45blyEI/s1600-h/scribbley1c.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143684118137269042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2IJc_pj6zI/AAAAAAAAAcc/b4Mo45blyEI/s200/scribbley1c.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2IJovpj60I/AAAAAAAAAck/CGM7UaiVrF4/s1600-h/scribbley2c.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143684320000731970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2IJovpj60I/AAAAAAAAAck/CGM7UaiVrF4/s200/scribbley2c.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2IJo_pj61I/AAAAAAAAAcs/-7OYHiOtQoc/s1600-h/scribbley3c.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143684324295699282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2IJo_pj61I/AAAAAAAAAcs/-7OYHiOtQoc/s200/scribbley3c.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2IJo_pj62I/AAAAAAAAAc0/r4rxJu1tVrI/s1600-h/scribbley4c.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143684324295699298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2IJo_pj62I/AAAAAAAAAc0/r4rxJu1tVrI/s200/scribbley4c.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2IJpPpj63I/AAAAAAAAAc8/yuVuHsswOQQ/s1600-h/scribbley5c.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143684328590666610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2IJpPpj63I/AAAAAAAAAc8/yuVuHsswOQQ/s200/scribbley5c.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2ILuvpj64I/AAAAAAAAAdE/Fw68SJvn5Ho/s1600-h/scribbley6c.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143686622103202690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2ILuvpj64I/AAAAAAAAAdE/Fw68SJvn5Ho/s200/scribbley6c.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the scribbleys are terrible. i anyhow draw then i too lazy to re-draw/edit luh. so if ugly not my fault(: oh, right. you guys want can use. &lt;u&gt;BUT&lt;/u&gt;! you guys must credit me. yup. i did all these scribbleys from scratch in &lt;u&gt;PAINT&lt;/u&gt;. and it took time so don't don't claim it as your own alrights? urr. the ones i uploaded are those that have watermark luh, but i have those no watermark derh. if you want then email me at &lt;a href="http://errortagboard-email.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://errortagboard-email.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. that one right, i will email you th image personally. i won't upload on ete-replies. but i will still post that i've replied you. right... i want my chicken soup ;D oh yeah. one of them scribbleys is just a remix. i think it's the mcfly one. either mcfly or MCR luh. okay okay. i want my chicken soup ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. right. i remembered: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you guys can now email me for scribbleys(: read details @ &lt;a href="http://errortagboard-email.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://errortagboard-email.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-1683108850538810136?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/1683108850538810136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=1683108850538810136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1683108850538810136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/1683108850538810136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/50-random-questions.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l_tI2Qx6deg/R2IJc_pj6zI/AAAAAAAAAcc/b4Mo45blyEI/s72-c/scribbley1c.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33622285.post-511474609289852400</id><published>2007-12-13T02:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T20:09:08.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh god, have you guys heard umbrella? not Rihannah's derh... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;McFLY's VERSION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehmagod, it's like damn nice luh. and it's easier and funner to dance to(: and more party version. mcfly's version is MUCH MUCH MUCH better than Rihannah's. hmnnn. someof mcfly's songs remind me of simple plan... and one thing i LOVE about mcfly's version: they don't have Jay Z's rapping form Rihannah's version, i can't stand th rapping in Rihannah's ver. lalala. oh, right. here's the web. go listen alrights, i can't post the songs here because got my playlist already. log in first alrights(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/fd7b3RA/playlist/5OmZ-AyP/mcfly_umbrella_music_playlist/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i191.photobucket.com/albums/z67/s_hinn/UMB-MC.png" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wow. i listen to thm so much today tht i can already tell th difference between their voices(: i seriously gotta stop listening to them(: nyahahaha. alrights, i gotta log off before i start crapping. byes(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-511474609289852400?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/511474609289852400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=511474609289852400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/511474609289852400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/511474609289852400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-god-have-you-guys-heard-umbrella-not.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-8600182227282438250</id><published>2007-12-12T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T17:38:37.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ehmagod. my computer like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;finally, finally, FINALLY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;unblocked cbox. ._. after like so many months of blocking it for no fucking reason. ehmagod. okay wait. i just realised you guys could still access my cbox, only i couldn't, so here are th replies: (you guys may not rmbr what you said so i'll post your comment here also alrights)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DENISE:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;whoa. you're scaring meee.:( haha. but i still love you anyway sis :) its RAINING EARLY IN THE MORNING. GAHH. :(:(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i do? raining good luh, can sleep :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;oh know what. i reeaallllyyy like the peanut video:) haha. if you want your own tablet pc then you can like come to TJ~! whee. haha. ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh eh eh. th video music righttttttt, is Nicholas sing derh(: dun want go TJ luh, the OBM so scary one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Akon:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;u noe why JR hitu because u r a boy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am NOT a boy, i am 100% female alrights, and if he hits anybody, does that mean that someone is a boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DENISE:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ahBOO. yo. in dad's office now. lol. the two Jmonsters were in her just a moment ago. haha. crazy noisy jumping again. j1's calf muscles are HUMONGOUS! OMGG&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j1? like jamie? or whooooooooooooo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;KY:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Erm...may i know who's Akon?....LOL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akon is bryan luh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kylie:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hello! hello! haven't tagged you for a real long time, yea? hehe ^-^ all the best for the coming PSLE. im sure you'll do great!~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha, i haven't tagged you for a long time too(: uhh. over alrs, but thanks(: and i didn't do well... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;WENDI:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hey, juz wanna wish you good luck for the up coming exams!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks(: though maybe it wasn't enough luck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;CLARA:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HELLO ;D nice and interesting blog!! sleep&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, about th blog luh. sleep. are you telling me to sleep? yeah i know i sleep very late derh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, regarding ete-replies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE only luh, i may insert cbox luh, then remove the blogger comment thingy. whatever. see first. and what uh. let me think... uh nevermind luh. when i rmbr then post okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-8600182227282438250?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/8600182227282438250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=8600182227282438250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8600182227282438250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/8600182227282438250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/ehmagod.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-2084881743294636424</id><published>2007-12-12T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T03:02:35.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ri-ight....... i forgot this just now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA: yup okays(: and thanks and all(:&lt;br /&gt;ANON: nyghhh. hey(: i might consider, cause i just uploaded the whole lot of thm(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33622285-2084881743294636424?l=bloodied-despair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/feeds/2084881743294636424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33622285&amp;postID=2084881743294636424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/2084881743294636424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33622285/posts/default/2084881743294636424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodied-despair.blogspot.com/2007/12/ri-ight_12.html' title=''/><author><name>'/♥동방신기</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-33622285.post-2281114534834535849</id><published>2007-12-11T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T23:02:45.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;INTRO:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hi my name is:&lt;/b&gt; Daphne&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My best friend calls me:&lt;/b&gt; chipmunk&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My pet is named:&lt;/b&gt; my pet doesn't have a name.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I am nervous I:&lt;/b&gt; pace.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;By this time next year:&lt;/b&gt; hmn. dunno?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last night:&lt;/b&gt; GREY'S ANATOMY!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PART 1: FAMILY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Were you a planned baby?&lt;/b&gt; DURH. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Were you the first?&lt;/b&gt; nope.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sibling you are closest to?&lt;/b&gt; dj?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PART 2: PERSONALITY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have low self esteem?&lt;/b&gt; not really.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your worst personality trait?&lt;/b&gt; i'm vulgar. VERY VERY vulgar.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PART 3: APPEARANCE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you care about the way you look?&lt;/b&gt; maybe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you comfortable with the way you look?&lt;/b&gt; not really. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Describe your hair:&lt;/b&gt; urr. layered. and it got bleached brown because of sunblock.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PART ONE: YOU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your best physical feature:&lt;/b&gt; i dunno?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have a license?&lt;/b&gt; no...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ever been kicked out of a store?&lt;/b&gt; NO, im' not THAT bad.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ever dialed 911?&lt;/b&gt; do i seem that terrible?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you prefer indoors or outdoors?&lt;/b&gt; outdoors.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you like walking in the rain?&lt;/b&gt; yes. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you like thunderstorms?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How often do you watch tv?&lt;/b&gt; almost everyday?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you care if the person you are dating smokes?&lt;/b&gt; YES.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you a vegetarian?&lt;/b&gt; no...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anything you absolutely could eat forever?&lt;/b&gt; i dunno? P I Z Z A !&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your favorite dessert?&lt;/b&gt; urrrrhh. ice cream?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you want to get married?&lt;/b&gt; leave that to later.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever been in love?&lt;/b&gt; i guess...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RANDOM QUESTIONS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Where is your cell phone?&lt;/b&gt; urrr. i think it's still in my jeans pocket...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Your favorite toy as a child was:&lt;/b&gt; rabbit/teddy bear. i can't remember which.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Your first pet was:?&lt;/b&gt; goldfish.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. How often do you go out in public without make up?&lt;/b&gt; YEAH!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Cheesecake?&lt;/b&gt; YEAH!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Favorite clothing item?&lt;/b&gt; alot, can't say(:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Your dream last night?&lt;/b&gt; dreamless sleep...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Your favorite drink?&lt;/b&gt; i dno.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Car you want?&lt;/b&gt; later thn decide luh...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. The room you are in&lt;/b&gt; OUTSIDE my room...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. What is on your nerves?&lt;/b&gt; my crazy migraine...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Your fears?&lt;/b&gt; BALLOONS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. Body piercings?&lt;/b&gt; no..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. Who are you hanging out with tonight?&lt;/b&gt; lets see. WEDNESDAY uh. julia? david? i dunno.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. Where do you want to be right now?&lt;/b&gt; ice skating... seriously(:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Describe the wallpaper on your computer:&lt;/b&gt; th same image as my eighth world wonder skin...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. One of your wish list items?&lt;/b&gt; i dunno, music xpress.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. Where did you grow up?&lt;/b&gt; singapore?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. What is your favorite hair color?&lt;/b&gt; i dunno, do i have a right to choose my hair color?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. What are you wearing?&lt;/b&gt; tennis shirt. and ur. denim shorts.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. Tattoos?&lt;/b&gt; no. indelible only.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. Ketchup?&lt;/b&gt; NO.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. Your computer?&lt;/b&gt; YES!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. Your life?&lt;/b&gt; DURH.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25. Your mood?&lt;/b&gt; cranky, my migraine is drinving me CRAZY.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26. Missing?&lt;/b&gt; chipmunk and the rest...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27. What are you thinking about right now?&lt;/b&gt; image... i need one for etereplies.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28. Your car is?&lt;/b&gt; none...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29. Your work?&lt;/b&gt; student?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30. Your summer?&lt;/b&gt; singapore has no summers.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;31. First thing that comes to mind?&lt;/b&gt; david(: nyhahaha. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;32. Your favorite color?&lt;/b&gt; ur. orange, green.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;33. When is the last time you laughed?&lt;/b&gt; last night.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;34. Last time you cried?&lt;/b&gt; can't remember. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;35. High school?&lt;/b&gt; uhh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;36. Last text?&lt;/b&gt; julia: hey chipmunk, lend me your chicken can?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;37. Last received call?&lt;/b&gt; theory.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;38: What should you be doing?&lt;/b&gt; theory.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;39. Last IM?&lt;/b&gt; uhh. who was it. can't rmbr luh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;40: Who has your heart?&lt;/b&gt; no one...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;About Me Survey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name:&lt;/b&gt; Daphne...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOB:&lt;/b&gt; 070395&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birthplace:&lt;/b&gt; Singapore?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current Location:&lt;/b&gt; home.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Height&lt;/b&gt; about 16+ alr...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eye Color:&lt;/b&gt; brown?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hair Color:&lt;/b&gt; actually dark brown, but it got bleached lighter.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zodiac Sign:&lt;/b&gt; pisces.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right or Left Hand:&lt;/b&gt; right..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Piercings:&lt;/b&gt; actually 5. but i let 3 close.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tattoos:&lt;/b&gt; no. indelible. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Relationship:&lt;/b&gt; no...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Job/Grade:&lt;/b&gt; tsk, student you idiot.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Living With:&lt;/b&gt; uhhh. family.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fear:&lt;/b&gt; BALLOONS. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weakness:&lt;/b&gt; uh. uh. i got alot leh ._.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Color:&lt;/b&gt; orange.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Food:&lt;/b&gt; dunno?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Saying:&lt;/b&gt; i dunno?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you cheated?&lt;/b&gt; no...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Been cheated on?&lt;/b&gt; uhhh. i guess so...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last person you talked to:&lt;/b&gt; darryl.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last time you laughed:&lt;/b&gt; last night.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last time you cried:&lt;/b&gt; can't remember, when i got my PSLE results i think.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drink or smoke?&lt;/b&gt; none.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your bestfriend?&lt;/b&gt; JULIA!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summer or winter?&lt;/b&gt; winter.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best physical feature:&lt;/b&gt; dunno?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best personality trait:&lt;/b&gt; hmn. i dno, shld be other people deciding that...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Worst personality trait:&lt;/b&gt; i'm V U L G A R.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ABC Favorites.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Animal&lt;/b&gt; i dno, alot luh. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book&lt;/b&gt; uhhh. Brunettes Strike Back and I Was A None-Blonde Cheerleader.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Candy&lt;/b&gt; candy canes/lollipops ._.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drink&lt;/b&gt; dunno?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emoticon&lt;/b&gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food&lt;/b&gt; dunno...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Game&lt;/b&gt; hidenseek(:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Holiday&lt;/b&gt; i dunno...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I/M Program&lt;/b&gt; dunno?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Job&lt;/b&gt; uhhh. think about it later...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keepsake&lt;/b&gt; plushies...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lunch&lt;/b&gt; pizza?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Movie&lt;/b&gt; golden compass, step up, take the lead, alot luh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Number&lt;/b&gt; 8.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oreo&lt;/b&gt; uhh. maybe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Place&lt;/b&gt; hoooooooome, school. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote&lt;/b&gt; i dunno?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Radio Station&lt;/b&gt; 9.33, 98, 987&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song&lt;/b&gt; alot leh...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TV Show&lt;/b&gt; those listed under "Drama serials" in my sidebar... and alot more luh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Underwear&lt;/b&gt; ewww. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Video Game&lt;/b&gt; i don't like video games...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Website&lt;/b&gt; my blog..... hahahah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;X-men Character&lt;/b&gt; i dunno. i dont think i like any. Lord of the rings can? LEGOLAS! LEGOLAS! nyahahaha/&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year&lt;/b&gt; i dunno?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zoo&lt;/b&gt; i don't like zoos...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have You Ever...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slept outside?&lt;/b&gt; yeah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Went sky diving?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Done drugs?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shoplifted?&lt;/b&gt; no,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fell in love?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kissed a friend?&lt;/b&gt; dunno?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Skipped school?&lt;/b&gt; not school. i skipped class.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drank alcohol?&lt;/b&gt; yes...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stuck gum under a desk?&lt;/b&gt; no&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Went to another country?&lt;/b&gt; yes. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saw a celebrity?&lt;/b&gt; yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Met a celebrity?&lt;/b&gt; no&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Made a prank call?&lt;/b&gt; yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Been stalked?&lt;/b&gt; no&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wrecked a car?&lt;/b&gt; no&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Threw a phone?&lt;/b&gt; no&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Went skinny dipping?&lt;/b&gt; uhhh. no...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Punched someone?&lt;/b&gt; yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thrown up in public?&lt;/b&gt; no&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Met someone from the net?&lt;/b&gt; no&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Been to Disney World?&lt;/b&gt; yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Been arrested?&lt;/b&gt; no&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Snuck out of the house?&lt;/b&gt; yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dumped someone?&lt;/b&gt; uhh. i guess.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Been dumped?&lt;/b&gt; no... i won't let them...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheated on someone?&lt;/b&gt; no...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Been cheated on?&lt;/b&gt; i guess.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lied so you didnt have to share?&lt;/b&gt; hahahaha yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stole someones boyfriend or girlfriend&lt;/b&gt; no... i'm not THAT mean. but doesnt mean i won't do that in th future:D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Went in a chatroom?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How old were you when you first...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;First fell in love:&lt;/b&gt; can't rmber.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Had first kiss:&lt;/b&gt; nnghhhh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Went to first party:&lt;/b&gt; i can't rmber luh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Got drunk:&lt;/b&gt; last year.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smoked a Cigarette:&lt;/b&gt; never&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Got high:&lt;/b&gt; almost everyyear luh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Met your bestfriend:&lt;/b&gt; 10&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Broke a bone:&lt;/b&gt; 11&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Got arrested:&lt;/b&gt; never&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lost a pet:&lt;/b&gt; never&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lost someone close:&lt;/b&gt; 9&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Got in a wreck:&lt;/b&gt; never&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheated on someone:&lt;/b&gt; never&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Got cheated on:&lt;/b&gt; 11&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Got your heart broke:&lt;/b&gt; almost every year have one time luh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Broke someones heart:&lt;/b&gt; uhhhhhh. can't rmbr.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Went to a concert:&lt;/b&gt; uhhhhhh. let me thing... uhhhh. cnt rmbr luh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Snuck out of house:&lt;/b&gt; 12&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Got grounded:&lt;/b&gt; 12&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Had first real bf or gf:&lt;/b&gt; not telling!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Snuck out of your house:&lt;/b&gt; 12 it's up there alr...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Snuck someone in your house:&lt;/b&gt; cant rmbr, maybe about 8?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Made out with someone:&lt;/b&gt; NOT TELLING YOU PEOPLE.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Got your own cell phone:&lt;/b&gt; uhh. let me think... 8?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Got a myspace account:&lt;/b&gt; nuh uh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Got your first crush:&lt;/b&gt; i dno... serious one thn 11 luh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drove a car:&lt;/b&gt; uhh. i think it was 6... buggy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Skipped school or class:&lt;/b&gt; 12.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How old are you now:&lt;/b&gt; 12.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guilty Game&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is The Guilty Game. Next to the questions, put your answers as either guilty or innocent. Guilty if you have, innocent if you haven't. The number of guilties you have, is the number of years in prison you are sentenced to. You can post this on MySpace with a headline stating how many years in prison you have....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Dated outside your race?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Given a hickey?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Dated your best friend?&lt;/b&gt; guilty...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Sung in the shower?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Spit in someones drink?&lt;/b&gt; guilty...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Dumped someone?&lt;/b&gt; guilty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Opened your Christmas presents early?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Seen "Star Wars" more than 10 times?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Had more than five REAL bf/gF?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Played a computer game for more than 5 hours?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Ran through the sprinklers naked?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Ate food that fell on the floor?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. Went outside naked?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. Kissed one of your best friends?&lt;/b&gt; uhhhhh. guilty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. Mooned somebody?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Been on stage?&lt;/b&gt; guilty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. Taken someones boyfriend or girlfriend?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. Been in a parade?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. Taken more than 5 surveys in a week?&lt;/b&gt; guilty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. Drank beer?&lt;/b&gt; innocent. (wine only, no beer)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. Gotten detention?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. Been on a plane?&lt;/b&gt; guilty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. Been on a cruise?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. Broken into a house?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25. Gotten a tattoo?&lt;/b&gt; guilty. (indelible one luh)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26. Gotten piercings?&lt;/b&gt; guilty. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27. Cried so hard you threw up?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28. Gotten into a shouting match?&lt;/b&gt; guilty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29. Been skinny dipping?&lt;/b&gt; guilty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30. Spun yourself in circles to get dizzy on purpose?&lt;/b&gt; guilty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;31. Laughed so hard it hurt?&lt;/b&gt; guilty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;32. Tripped on your own feet?&lt;/b&gt; guilty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;33. Cried yourself to sleep?&lt;/b&gt; guilty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;34. Cried in public?&lt;/b&gt; guilty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;35. Thrown up in public?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;36. Lied to your parents?&lt;/b&gt; guilty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;37. Cheated on a test?&lt;/b&gt; innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;38. Slept in class?&lt;/b&gt; guilty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;39. Made out with someone and didnt talk to them the next day?&lt;/b&gt; guilty. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;40. Had a one night stand?&lt;/b&gt; INNOCENT YOU DODOS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;True or False - No Explaining!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Appearance:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am short: &lt;/b&gt; false.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have many scars: &lt;/b&gt; true.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I tan easily: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I burn easily: &lt;/b&gt; false&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wish my hair was a different color: &lt;/b&gt; false&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wear glasses or contacts: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have 4 or more piercings: &lt;/b&gt; true (counted right? i got 5, but 3 close)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Relationships:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I miss someone right now: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have gotten divorced: &lt;/b&gt; false you idiots.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have had a crush on a teacher: &lt;/b&gt; false like hell.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have hugged a stranger: &lt;/b&gt; true. (MINDCHAMPS YC!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Embarrassment:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have laughed so hard I have cried: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have glued my hand to something: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have laughed till some beverage came out of my nose: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have had my pants rip/drop in public: &lt;/b&gt; false.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have tripped in public: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have fainted in public: &lt;/b&gt; false.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have walked into a door: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have gotten a pimple on the end of my nose: &lt;/b&gt; false.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Experiences:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have gotten lost in a city: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have seen a shooting star: &lt;/b&gt; false.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have wished on a shooting star: &lt;/b&gt; false.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have gone out in public in my pajamas: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have pushed all the buttons on an elevator:  &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have been to a casino: &lt;/b&gt; false&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have played spin the bottle: &lt;/b&gt; true (we even played three minute in heaven and strip poker luh...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour: &lt;/b&gt; false (i don't like milk...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have been in a car accident: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have caught a snowflake on my tongue: &lt;/b&gt; false&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have sat on a roof top at night: &lt;/b&gt; false&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have played a prank on someone: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have ridden in a taxi: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have went mountain climbing: &lt;/b&gt; false&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have eaten sushi: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ownership:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I own something from Hot Topic: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I own something from The Gap: &lt;/b&gt; false&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I own something I got on E-Bay: &lt;/b&gt; false&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I own something from American Eagle: &lt;/b&gt; false&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I own something from Abercrombie and Fitch: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I own something from Anchor Blue: &lt;/b&gt; false&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I own something from Aeropostale: &lt;/b&gt; false&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I own something from Hollister: &lt;/b&gt; false&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant: &lt;/b&gt; false..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I watch the news: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I curse regularly: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I sing in the shower: &lt;/b&gt; false. not most of the times luh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am a morning person: &lt;/b&gt; false. (im' the crank-iest in mornings you dodos)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am a sports fanatic: &lt;/b&gt; i guess.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have listened to more than 30 CDs in a day: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have worn pajamas to school: &lt;/b&gt; false.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know how to shoot a gun: &lt;/b&gt; false.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am really ticklish: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I play video games:  &lt;/b&gt; false.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am good at remembering names: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am good at remembering faces: &lt;/b&gt; false.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have 2 siblings: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am friends with an ex: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I watch SpongeBob: &lt;/b&gt; true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I do not eat meat: &lt;/b&gt; false&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21 Relationship Questions...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) Are you single, taken or crushing?&lt;/b&gt; single.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) Are you happy with where you are?&lt;/b&gt; yeah...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) When you meet the right person, do you fall fast?&lt;/b&gt; maybe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4) Have u ever had ur heart broken?&lt;/b&gt; no, i break others' hearts.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5) Do you believe that there are certain circumstances where cheating is ok?&lt;/b&gt; no. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6) Would you ever take someone back if they cheated on you?&lt;/b&gt; depends.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7) Have you ever talked about marriage with another person?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8) Do you want kids?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9) How many?&lt;/b&gt; dunno&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10) Would you consider adoption?&lt;/b&gt; maybe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11) If somebody liked you right now, what do you think is a cool way to tell you?&lt;/b&gt; i dno, something more than 'hi, i like you'... because boys who do that are just idiotic dodos. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12) Do you enjoy playing hard to get?&lt;/b&gt; dunno, maybe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13) Do you want someone you cant have?&lt;/b&gt; no. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14) Do you believe love at first sight exists?&lt;/b&gt; maybe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15) Do you believe in celebrating anniversaries?&lt;/b&gt; i guess, but if we don't i won't make a big deal out of it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16) Do you believe that you can change someone?&lt;/b&gt; no. she/he has to change himself/herself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17) Do you have feelings for someone right now?&lt;/b&gt; yes, me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18) Do you still have feelings for an Ex?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19) Have you ever wished you could have someone but you couldnt?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20) Would you ever consider getting engaged or married right after school?&lt;/b&gt; NO.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21) Would you Marry any of your Exs if they asked?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;61 Odd Questions...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Do you talk in your sleep? &lt;br&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Red Jello or Blue Jello? &lt;br&gt; red.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Whats the song thats getting on your nerves right now? &lt;br&gt; shadow of the day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Current Crush? &lt;br&gt; none.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) What is your favorite color(s)? &lt;br&gt; green.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Window seat or aisle seat? &lt;br&gt; window.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) Ever met anyone famous? &lt;br&gt; president counted? i dun think so right.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) Do you feel that you have had a truly successful life? &lt;br&gt; maybe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? &lt;br&gt; twirl.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) Who do u like- Ricky Lake or Oprah Winfrey? &lt;br&gt; oprah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) Basketball or football?&lt;br&gt; basketball hands down. no competition&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.) How long do your showers last? &lt;br&gt; depends, sometimes 2 mins, sometimes 1 hour.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.) Do you read blogs? &lt;br&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) Sleep in or wake up late? &lt;br&gt; both.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) Are you self-conscious? &lt;br&gt; at times.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) Have you ever given money to a bum? &lt;br&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) Lied about something you werent really good at? &lt;br&gt; no..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18). Where do you wish you were? &lt;br&gt; school.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever ridden in an ambulance? &lt;br&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.) Can you tango? &lt;br&gt; NO.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.) Last gift you received? &lt;br&gt; uhh. i think it was a plushie from david before he went fo basketball camp.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.) Last sport you played? &lt;br&gt; basketball... (or does playing in th rain count?)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.) Things you spend a lot of money on? &lt;br&gt; clothes, accessories, alot luh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.) Something you want, but know you will never have? &lt;br&gt; i dunno? nothing is impossible...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.) Most amount of money you have ever had in your hand? &lt;br&gt; i can't rmber.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Favorite FAST food restaurant? &lt;br&gt; PIZZA HUT!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) What food will you not eat? &lt;br&gt; seafood.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Can you sing? &lt;br&gt; i guess, maybe not now, i'm having a terrible sore throat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.) Someone you wish was still alive? &lt;br&gt; my great grand mama. and my both grand daddies.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) What is your least fav. chore? &lt;br&gt; i dno. tidying my room...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.) Favorite Drink? &lt;br&gt; dno...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Are you a vegetarian? &lt;br&gt; i guess.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Do you believe in Heaven? &lt;br&gt; i guess.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Do you miss someone? &lt;br&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Have you ever come close to dying? &lt;br&gt; counted luh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.) Been pranked by a friend or family member? &lt;br&gt; my bro...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Are you eating? &lt;br&gt; now? no. i don't eat breakfast or lunch. and sometimes i don't eat dinner also.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Do you eat the stems of broccoli? &lt;br&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Do you wear makeup? &lt;br&gt; sometimes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Whats your worst fear? &lt;br&gt; balloons.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) Would you ever have plastic surgery? &lt;br&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) What do you wear to bed? &lt;br&gt; i dunno, shorts and some shirt? but must be short shorts luh, if not very uncomfortable...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) What is the last book you read? &lt;br&gt; i think... uhhhh. let me think. 32C, That's Me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) Which TV Show do you wish would come back? &lt;br&gt; antm. tabtv. ghost whisperer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) What kind of shoes do you wear usually? &lt;br&gt; depends. sneakers, heels, wedges.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) Do you want kids? &lt;br&gt; yes..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) Future childs name? &lt;br&gt; uh. Dante/Envyliyanna.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.) Been videotaped doing something stupid, embarrassing or not proud of? &lt;br&gt; embarrassing and stupid. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.) Hooked up with your friends brother/sister? &lt;br&gt; uh. no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) Do you snore?&lt;br&gt; dno?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51) If you could go anywhere in the world where would it be? &lt;br&gt; i dunno lehhh. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52) Do you sleep with stuffed animals? &lt;br&gt; yes...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53) If you won the lottery, what would you do? &lt;br&gt; scream.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54) Gold or silver? &lt;br&gt; silver. gold is ah-ma.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55) Hamburger or hot dog? &lt;br&gt; hamburger. aiya, both can?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56) If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be ? &lt;br&gt; pizza?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57) City, beach, country? &lt;br&gt; BEACH HANDS DOWN. no competition at all. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58) What was the last thing you touched? &lt;br&gt; the computer keyboard, what else?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59) What did you eat last? &lt;br&gt; uh. i can't rmbr. why shld i rmbr what i ate ytd?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60) When was the last time you cried? &lt;br&gt; when i got my psle t-score.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61) Pretzels or potato chips? &lt;br&gt; both. i think.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30 Random Questions...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. When was the last time you shaved your legs?&lt;/b&gt; i don't shave my legs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What were you doing this morning at 11 am?&lt;/b&gt; lets seee, redesigning the skin for errortagboard-emails.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. What were you doing 15 minutes ago?&lt;/b&gt; uh. quiz?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Are you any good at math?&lt;/b&gt; no way. i suck at it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Are you mad at anyone right now?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. What do you drink most often?&lt;/b&gt; water...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. What is your favorite kind of potato chips?&lt;/b&gt; i dno?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Do you know the words to the song on your MySpace profile?&lt;/b&gt; i don't have a myspace prof. but i know the words to all the songs on my blog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Last thing received in mail?&lt;/b&gt; uh. from wendi i think.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. How many different drinks have you had today?&lt;/b&gt; i haven't drunk anything today.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. How many people did you talk to on the phone today?&lt;/b&gt; 2. julia and kevin. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Any plans for tonight?&lt;/b&gt; no...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. Do you draw your name in the sand when you go to the beach?&lt;/b&gt; yes... when we slack during training ;D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. What is the most painful dental procedure you ever had?&lt;/b&gt; when th dentist injected wrong place and i had to take 2 injections...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. What is outside your front door?&lt;/b&gt; uh. slippers.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Do you have plans on friday night?&lt;/b&gt; no...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. Do you like the ocean?&lt;/b&gt; not like. i love it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. Have you ever received one of those big tins of 3 different popcorn?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. Have you ever been to a planetarium?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. Do you ever drink coffee?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. Something you are excited about?&lt;/b&gt; uh. when david comes back from basketballcamp... and next year ( i think...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. Who around you has the most problems?&lt;/b&gt; i dunno. everyone has problems...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. Are any of your great-grandparents still alive?&lt;/b&gt; no...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. Describe your love life?&lt;/b&gt; uh. uh. okay luh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25. Where do you keep your change?&lt;/b&gt; uh. pocket. i'm too lazy to open my wallet...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26. When was the last time you spoke in front of a large group of people?&lt;/b&gt; i dunno. can't rmbr.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27. What is something you usually look forward to everyday?&lt;/b&gt; getting back on th com and html-ing...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28. What was the weather like on your birthday?&lt;/b&gt; uh. raining. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29. Do you sleep with the door to your room open or closed?&lt;/b&gt; closed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30. Have you ever personally met a celebrity? If so who?&lt;/b&gt; i dno, shld i say? felicia chin, huang bi ren.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;40 Random Questions...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Where do you hang your towel to dry after showering?&lt;/b&gt; staircase banister lor...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What kind of mouse pad do you have?&lt;/b&gt; i have, but i dun use. and i do\'nt bother to look at it either.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Do you brush your hair with a comb or a brush?&lt;/b&gt; both.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. In your opinion, who do you think is the hottest celebrity?&lt;/b&gt; ORLANDO BLOOOOOOOOOOOOM.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. You have a project due tomorrow, do you use tape or glue?&lt;/b&gt; glue.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Chicken or pork?&lt;/b&gt; uhhh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. By the time you get to school, is it still dark?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. If you had a choice to be a unicorn or mermaid which would it be?&lt;/b&gt; i dno. unicorn. mermaids are yuck.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. What time does the sun usually set?&lt;/b&gt; i dno, i dnt care to notice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Would you rather be told on or talked about?&lt;/b&gt; talked about.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Do you have any pets?&lt;/b&gt; fish.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Do you wear braces?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. Can you do a hand stand?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. If you were the opposite sex, how would you style your hair?&lt;/b&gt; i dno, ask ryan luh. he's the hairstyling maniac...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. How often do you talk to your bestfriend?&lt;/b&gt; almost everyday.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Jessica Simpson or Alba?&lt;/b&gt; ALBA!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. Which subject is worse, English or Math?&lt;/b&gt; MATH. english is whoooooosh easy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. What is one thing you really want to do this very moment?&lt;/b&gt; i dno...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. What movie are you embarrassed to admit you have watched?&lt;/b&gt; uh... none luh...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. CD player or iPod?&lt;/b&gt; ipod. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. Would you rather spin upside down going 30 miles or drop 400 ft into water?&lt;/b&gt; thats mental torture to even think about luh...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. Whats your favorite shape?&lt;/b&gt; i dno.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. What do you have planned for the weekend?&lt;/b&gt; nth...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. Have you ever gone ice skating?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25. If you were put in a room with nothing except for a pencil and paper, what would you do?&lt;/b&gt; take the pencil and doodle on th paper luh! what else?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26. Is it always easy finding your remote every time you want to watch TV?&lt;/b&gt; no, it always goes missing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27. How was your day?&lt;/b&gt; no comment. i've been at th computer since 8+.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28. Do you grow your nails, bite or cut them?&lt;/b&gt; now holiday so grow luh!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29. Describe your handwriting:&lt;/b&gt; uhhh. i dno, see for yourself--&gt; http://i191.photobucket.com/albums/z67/s_hinn/IMG_0009.jpg&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30. Do you consider yourself a stalker?&lt;/b&gt; yes. i stalk people.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;31. Do you bruise easily?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;32. There`s nothing on TV except Barney and Japanese news what do you do?&lt;/b&gt; no. i don't do myspace.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;33. Do you know more then 3 myspace codes?&lt;/b&gt; no. i don't do myspace.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;34. You got a essay due, you either can type or write in pen, which will it be?&lt;/b&gt; type.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;35. Do you wear jeans to relax at home?&lt;/b&gt; sometimes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;36. Describe yourself using three words:&lt;/b&gt; cranky, crazy, corny. ALL Cs!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;37. Do you use deodorant?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;38. Do you like ice in your drink?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;39. What age do you expect to have kids at?&lt;/b&gt; dno.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;40. Do you own any stuffed animals?&lt;/b&gt; lots...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;50 Random Questions...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Name someone who made you smile today?&lt;/b&gt; alot luh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What were you doing at 8 this morning?&lt;/b&gt; computer...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?&lt;/b&gt; dunno?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. What is something that happened in 1995?&lt;/b&gt; I WAS BORN!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. What is the last thing you said out loud?&lt;/b&gt; 'ahahaha, ve-ry funny, i'm not gonna lend you my chicken...'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. How many different things did you drink today?&lt;/b&gt; none...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. What color is your hairbrush?&lt;/b&gt; i dunno, i can't rmbr(:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. What was the last thing you bought?&lt;/b&gt; uh. nachos.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. What was the last gift you recieved for your birthday?&lt;/b&gt; uhhhhhhhhhhh. i can't rmbr, my birthday was like in march luh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. What color is your mouse?&lt;/b&gt; black/grey.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Where do you keep your change?&lt;/b&gt; pocket.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. What was the weather like today?&lt;/b&gt; cold. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. What is something you are excited about?&lt;/b&gt; dunno?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. When was the last rainbow you saw?&lt;/b&gt; very long alr luh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. Whats your favorite gardening tool?&lt;/b&gt; i don't like gardening...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Do you have a sister?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. Are you very random?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. Do you want to cut your hair?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. Are you over the age of 25?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. Do you watch The OC?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. Does your screen name have an x in it?&lt;/b&gt; DAPHNEEEEEEEEE(:                           Ã¿´Î±ÕÉÏÑÛ¾¦¿´µ½µÄ¾ÍÊÇÄãµÄÁ³... no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. Do you know anyone called Steve?&lt;/b&gt; YES! MINDCHAMPS! but his real name is Stephen. (i think it is...) he chnged cos brent couldn't pronounce stephen.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. Are you ticklish?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. Are you typically a jealous person?&lt;/b&gt; not really.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter J?&lt;/b&gt; JULIA! JANELLE! JONATHAN!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter K?&lt;/b&gt; KARISE.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27. Who iss the 1st person on your received calls list?&lt;/b&gt; julia.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28. When is the last time you went out to eat?&lt;/b&gt; uhhhh. sunday.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29. What kind of computer do you have?&lt;/b&gt; i dno, how to describle leh?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30. What is the last movie you watched?&lt;/b&gt; the golden compass.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;31. What did the last text message you sent or recieved say?&lt;/b&gt; julia: eh, lend me your chicken can? (sth like that...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;32. Do you chew on your straws?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;33. Do you have curly frizzy hair?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;34. What is the next concert you are going to?&lt;/b&gt; dunno?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;35. Who is the shittiest person in your life?&lt;/b&gt; my bro...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;36. What is something you say a lot?&lt;/b&gt; i dunno?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;37. What is the last thing you ate?&lt;/b&gt; i dunno, i can't rmbr.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;38. Have you seen the movie Donnie Darko?&lt;/b&gt; no, haven't even heard of it...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;39. Do you have work tomorrow?&lt;/b&gt; i.. uh. no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;40. What about marriage?&lt;/b&gt; maybe. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;41. When was the last time you said I love you?&lt;/b&gt; just now. julia and kevin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;42. What should you be doing right now?&lt;/b&gt; theory...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;43. Are you a heavy sleeper?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;44. If you met Britney Spears, what would you say to her?&lt;/b&gt; why'd you shave your head?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;45. When was the last time you had a tan?&lt;/b&gt; dno, very long alr. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;46. When was the last time you used a skateboard?&lt;/b&gt; cant rmbr luh, i think like p4 or sth.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;47. What is the best movie you have seen in the past two weeks?&lt;/b&gt; i dno, golden compass?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;48. Is there anyone you like right now?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;49. When was the last time you did the dishes, be honest!&lt;/b&gt; uhhh. sunday.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;50. Do you wish you were somewhere else?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is your hair up?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is your phone right beside you?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have a bf/ gf?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you wish you were somewhere else?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have plans for tonight?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you wearing makeup?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you wearing chapstick?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you cold?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you tired?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you excited?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you watching t.v.?&lt;/b&gt; no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you wearing pajamas?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is the last person you IMed?&lt;/b&gt; julia.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Past:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is the last person that called you?&lt;/b&gt; julia.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anything you regret?&lt;/b&gt; alot luh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ever lied?&lt;/b&gt; yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ever stuck gum under a desk?&lt;/b&gt; no&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ever spit at someone?&lt;/b&gt; no&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ever kick something living?&lt;/b&gt; yes (treeeeeeeees.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ever had your nails done?&lt;/b&gt; yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ever thrown up because you cried so hard?&lt;/b&gt; no&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Had any plans last week?&lt;/b&gt; uh yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who did you see most last week?&lt;/b&gt; alot of people luh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Was last week interesting?&lt;/b&gt; i guess.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you cussed?&lt;/b&gt; no&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you yelled at someone?&lt;/b&gt; yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you gotten mad at someone?&lt;/b&gt; no&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you cried?&lt;/b&gt; no&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you called more than 3 people?&lt;/b&gt; yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you IMed more than 3 people?&lt;/b&gt; yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you eaten anything gross?&lt;/b&gt; dno?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spill your Guts:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;First thing you did this morning?&lt;/b&gt; cant rmbr&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last thing you ate?&lt;/b&gt; cant rmbr&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is something you look forward to most in the next 6 weeks?&lt;/b&gt; cant rmbr luh... uhhh. david coming back from basketballcamp.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is annoying you right now?&lt;/b&gt; my bro's gameboy which is making alot of noise...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is the last movie you saw?&lt;/b&gt; golden compass.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you believe in long distance relationships?&lt;/b&gt; i guess.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where is the last place you went?&lt;/b&gt; uhhhhhhhh. my piano teacher's house.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is the last person you called?&lt;/b&gt; julia.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Been cheated on?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think that someone is thinking about you right now?&lt;/b&gt; no. i don't think anyone's thinking of me now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Choose one to have (love, beauty, creativity):&lt;/b&gt; love.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you wish on stars?&lt;/b&gt; maybe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Does it work?&lt;/b&gt; sometimes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you untie your shoes every time you take them off?&lt;/b&gt; no&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When did you last cry?&lt;/b&gt; when i got my psle score.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you like your handwriting?&lt;/b&gt; i guess.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;question&lt;/b&gt; hhuhhh?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you a friendly person?&lt;/b&gt; depends&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you keeping a secret from the world?&lt;/b&gt; uh. yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whos bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;/b&gt; my mummy's.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;/b&gt; my shirt alot of colors leh, white/purple/green/pink/black.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have any pets?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is the color of your bedsheets?&lt;/b&gt; yellow/blue/pink/red/brown/black/white (thats only one bedsheet...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What were you doing at 9 last night?&lt;/b&gt; watching tv.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last person you talked to?&lt;/b&gt; darryl&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When is the last time you saw your dad?&lt;/b&gt; uhhhh. i think it was... monday.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Look to your left:&lt;/b&gt; uh. darryl.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ever cried on your friends shoulder?&lt;/b&gt; yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song that makes you cry?&lt;/b&gt; My Happy Ending: Avril Lavigne. (if you guys have been reading my blog since my DOUGIE blogskin, you'll know why luh).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;70 Random Questions...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. How old will you be in five years?&lt;/b&gt; 17.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Do you think you will be married by then?&lt;/b&gt; no...&l
