<?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-10478306</id><updated>2011-06-30T17:07:18.676Z</updated><title type='text'>My World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-4506690250624045526</id><published>2011-06-30T17:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-06-30T17:07:18.688Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ily. why don't you get tt. just cause i'm scared. maybe mre so than you. stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-4506690250624045526?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/4506690250624045526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/4506690250624045526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2011/06/ily.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-3997371735829132348</id><published>2007-07-22T13:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-22T13:26:03.183Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;my last post was on the 29 of DEC la wth .. lol .. i'll blog again when i find another skin and change my url .. xD HAH BYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-3997371735829132348?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/3997371735829132348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/3997371735829132348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-last-post-was-on-29-of-dec-la-wth.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-116738155538323948</id><published>2006-12-29T16:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-29T08:41:03.426Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;                               Belated &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry X'mas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;too lazy to blog on christmas..haha..so yea..oh and I HAVE LOST MY FRIGGIN HANDPHONE.zzz..left it in the airport somewhr while i was working and then POOF.it was gone when i went to look for it..great right??all my contacts...GONE. so brilliant.so my mum got all worked up and scolded me like bleagh when i told her.all the trouble...haha.but at least it was an old old dinosaur phone that i lost and not a new one that i was gonna get.=D if not i would have just DIED.anyway my mum cancelled the line and got me the same number again..so at least its the same and i wont hurt my brain which is still on holiday trying to memorise it.hehehe =.= &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so everyone plaese tell me your number again..sorry..sms me at the same number and leave you name =) ..i'm gonna get a new phone before school starts!hahaha... i've got to..don't want it to be like last year when there was always no reception..so annoying.yups..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;school starts on wed and its friday now..i dont even know whether i have all my books.. o.O and i havnet prepared for the first peer leading session..havent been checking my mail for instructions either..there's like 250 unread in there =/ omg..=D so dead hahahaha better go check..later kena scolding..again.&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;that day i got kicked out of the house at night my my mum.so i ended up NOT SLEEPING for ONE NIGHT.i was so annoyed the next day i yelled at possibly everyoe in my house especially her.since then we've had alot more rows in between one and a half weeks.rarr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i dunno what im supposed to do on the first day of school..blur.but i know im supposed to wear pe..i think its for pl..not sure..ahh wth..dont care.forgot abt wat i was gonna blog about anyway.if i figure it out later i'll be back.but if i dont then too bad. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-116738155538323948?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/116738155538323948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/116738155538323948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2006/12/belated-merry-xmas-everyone-too-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-116530492533884883</id><published>2006-12-05T15:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-05T07:48:45.390Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i didnt know my last post was so long ago..lol..anyways..this shall be a HAPPY post!yes!good..happy happy...let me think wat is happy now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I have the bestest friends around(JB,HS,JM,PW...etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;my life is going a little better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;someone is going back to taiwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i just feel happy..cannot arr?-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;nxt yr will be full of things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;my mum is getting nicer for some reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;someone wont be coming back for a longgggg time(i think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i can tell she hates me and i she noes that i hate her too.BUT I DONT CARE ABOUT U ANYWAYS!HAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;there's more rain and less sun.(dont ask anything..i like dark days.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i havent seen HERRRRRRR for a long lomg time!=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;yeas...and i finally did my links..(tell me if i missed anyone..)wahahaha..i shall be a free person soon!should be la..&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hmm..i shall save for a laptop!hehehe.oh..think im gonna be in CO nxt yr cuz of my %..not tt there's anything wrong=) rarr.i wont need to check which class im in tts all.pretty sure.90% sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;and maybe it's time to change template..haha..i don't feel like looking at pie anymore..zzz...lol hope teachers nxt yr are cooler.(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yea rite..as if tts possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;) ^^yups..lack of sleep past few days..tired.&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;getting a new handphone tonight i think..or at least making a choice of which one to get.=D yay!oh yea..JESS!whoa!!!!!so cool la u..stretch limo..where did u go??hollywood?bet u bought a ton of stuff frm there..haha..hey..the TH craze is like going off me alrdy..but not so much =X lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ps...rarrrrr...a big bunble of mess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;pss..i shall not be negative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;psss..for as long as i can anyways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;pssss..thats alots of 's's..and adioz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-116530492533884883?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/116530492533884883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/116530492533884883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-didnt-know-my-last-post-was-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-115993308041027149</id><published>2006-10-04T11:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-04T03:38:00.480Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;im updating!! ^^ ok...exams suck.i almost died during science k...omg. im so not gonna pass it.im gonna retain in sec 2.for sure.. stupid.RARR.and thx to some ppl i have to wake up at like wat time to finish studying?12 at night?for science i only slept frm 9-11 and then studied all the way till morning.my mum took my phone so i cldn't call boky.(sry bok...) annoying.then EVERYTHING I STUDIED DIN EVEN COME OUT.when i saw the paper i started laughing.i think im mad.bah. those who agree say aye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;then math.i finished section A then in section B i left BLANKS.big fat blanks with NOTHING written on some questions.tell me im gonna die.sigh........its over. =S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;im tired.waking up not good.studying and not having any of the questions u studied come out is not gd.math not gd.grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330099;"&gt;I SHALL VENT MY ANGER ON U U _____! u want everyone to comfort u!using reverse phsychology....u'd do ANYTHING and EVERYTHING to get the ATTENETION of EVERYBODY!NOW I REMEBER EVERYTHING.annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok.now.im gonna go to the ZOO tmr!!with bok and deb..we're gonna look at penguins!and snakes..and eagles!i love eagles.they're so cool dontcha think?hahaha.nvm. -.- oh oh oh!! i remember when i was younger and i asked my dad wat an ostrich was called in chinese.. he replied "ta jiu jiao da ben niao!"(it is called big stupid bird!) and i tell u...i believed him...till pr 2 when my teacher asked me what it was called..then i said "da ben niao" and she started laughing.embarrassing o.O hahahaha.idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;supposed to go bok's house for a sleepover thing on friday... dad's been in quite a good mood lately..hope it carries on.gonna ask him tomorrow when the exams are over...hopefully he'll say yes la.but then he always says some bloody stuff before that which irritates me alot.ahhh...anyways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;this post is really colourful.hahaha.its cold!OH!let me tell u what happened on friday!!!ITS SUPER EMBARRASSING. -__-&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; hui mei,bok and me met mrs B for extra history revision session.it was good and it kinda helped.lol...anyways..after the thing mrs B left and we were leaving..so we all stood up and i was tired.so i leaned back on the panel thing which was this board not connected to the floor or anything.SMART.VERY SMART.I FELL BACKWARD.i was like "ahhh...whoaaa!" but luckily it didnt fall all the way.=D so hui mei and bok started laughing like shit.arent they the most brilliant friends?NOT. but i cracked up too.then everyone aroung us started laughing. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-115993308041027149?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/115993308041027149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/115993308041027149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-updating-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-115701527803153471</id><published>2006-08-31T17:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-31T09:07:58.250Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;hahaha..last few days have been funnn..lol been quite high sometimes for no reason...(actually..none that i can think of anyways..) went to cine today wif bok.ate KFC and THE CHICKEN WASNT COOKED!so we showed the manager and he was like"sorry ah..get u another one.." but i was like alrdy finishing with the first piece so i felt bad cuz he gave me another one. =/ haha.ANYWAY. GOT CAUGHT IN A HUGE HEAVY STORM WIF LIGHTNING AND ALL!bloody bok was like "AHHH!IM GETTING WET LA!" cuz i was sharing my umbrella wif her and walking to somerset mrt station.and the WHOLE umbrella was ALRDY practically OVER her HEAD.siao..lol..ppl must have thought we were mad??cuz we kept screaming and shouting.hah. =S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;guess wat other BRILLIANT thing happened??IM NOT ALLOWED TO GO OUT FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE.(till im 18 la) wtf rite?cuz my two neighbours wanted me to go play some bball wif them so i asked my dad.THEN he said "NO" in his F* irritated voice so all i said was "ok" in an ok voice and since i was hugging a pillow.i put it down.BUT BUT.HE THOUGHT I SLAMMED IT DOWN!SO HE SAID "DIU SHEN ME DIU AH!!RANG WO YOU YI TIAN ZEN DE FA PI QI HOU NI JIU DAO MEI LE!YI HOU DOU BU NENEG CHU QU!ZEN DE YOU I TIAN HUI HAO HAO DE SHIU LI NI!" so i was all "HUH?!WAT I DO?" so i left it at that.then the next day.I GOT INTO A FIGHT WITH MY MUM.SH**.THEN SHE CALLED ME AN A** AND ALL KINDS OF VUGARITIES.she even threatened to send me off to a girl's home  or something like that but worse and she slapped me la.crap.so i was super pssied. and i havent even talked to them for like how long alrdy la.not ONE word for like wat....2 weeks at least?heh.hate them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;but of course.i do sneak behin their backs right?how'd u think i got out today?=P  scold me plz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;tag replies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;maryanne;yahhh..okok..soon.hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;toh;ahh..lol..thx.u arr..BAD GF.I WANT A BREAKUP!lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;debz; hihihihihi=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;jean;who is what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;huimei;eh.for starters dun use such a wierd nick.. -.- lol..im a good shi fu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;joce;haha..nvm..but u shld hav!=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;lailing;hiiiiiiiiiiiiii lai ling!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;lynn;DAO POK??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;TF;hi fang-ah-fang-ah-fang!=)) no la..just venting...frustrations?lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hui mei;do u want me to congratulate u on arriving?haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;huimei;forget it.replying ur tags takes forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;gek;ah!im not the twisted one u sadistic murderous...ping pong!haha..yay!nice name.=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;huimei;after getting drenched the whole thing went off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;david;HEYY.hahaz =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-115701527803153471?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/115701527803153471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/115701527803153471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2006/08/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-115572079763555470</id><published>2006-08-16T17:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-16T09:33:40.166Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCKING GIRL.stop using my stories to get people's attention and pity for urself.U'RE BLOODY FAKE.I HATE U.PISS OFF!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;maybe i shld get a password for my blog?those in favour say "aye!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i usually hav a million things to blog u see..but then arr..i also have no time to pin them all down!...it's either that or i just forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i noe im stupid for believing u.i noe im stupid for everything i do.but i cant feel any worse than i alrdy am.so stop trying to rub it in or pretend.i noe all that u're trying to trick me with.but i could just escape with bliss.how?i got my ways.for example.an overdose of &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;panadol&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/10478306-115572079763555470?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/115572079763555470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/115572079763555470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2006/08/fucking-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-115435107124902386</id><published>2006-07-31T21:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-31T13:04:31.290Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok..so i'm in pain now..physically and mentally..but i shall not go into that.at all.i've now got a goal..though it wont really be relevant as of next year i guess.u might noe y.anyways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;ever wonder y u can understand all the examples and things people say just as well as anyone regardless of whether they r smarter or not as smart during an explanation of un-schoolish things?like when coach gives us instructions of how to do the drills and everyone gets it? yes.well...im kinda wondering y it isnt like that with work and studies u noe?we are all sorted into smarter and not as smart groups.hmm...just seems so stupid.brains are just so malfunctional and biased.=/ agree?maybe not.but i dont really care.haha..joking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;               I DONT CARE IF U'RE INNOCENT.&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;JUST READ IT&lt;/span&gt;.U &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;               MIGHT &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BE PART OF THE CLIQUE IM REFERRING TO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;another thing..(my eyes are closing and its like wat..not even 9?)..i get so pissed when i see people being treated unfairly.as in..in a social status.like for example..u have a clique.then u have these 2 girls.then they are all together most of the time because of CCA right?but just cause one girl is more funny than the other..she gets accepted into the clique.while the other one is just cast aside because she isnt as funny or just more quiet and doesn't noe how to fit in with the rest.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and the clique?they NEVER seem to care about her at all.just mind their own sh*t and not give a F**K anout her feelings?i mean.wat kind of a GREAT person are u?JUST CAUSE U THINK U GOT A WHOLE GROUP OF FREINDS TO STICK BY U AND WHATEVER.PROTECT U?SO WHAT.U CAN THINK ABT THE OTHER GIRL AND HOW SHE FEELS RIGHT?OR ARE U JUST TO BUSY TRYING TO REMAIN IN UR CLIQUE?CRACKING JOKES..GOING OUT TOGETHER ..DOING EVERYTHING WITHIN THAT LITTLE FRIGGIN WORLD OF URS.BUT HEY.ITS NOT AS IF U GOT ANY FEELINGS RITE?THATS WAT I THINK.and try as that girl might.u guys just dont seem to want to even let her in to hang with u.she's left out of everything.tell her to go somewhere because u HAVE to.then CHANGE THE PLACE AND "FORGET" TO TELL HER.YEA.NICE EXCUSE.and if someone from u're clique is missing u might just send a SEARCH PARTY out to look for her!BUT NO.WHEN IT COME TO THIS GIRL.U JUST CLOSE UR EYES..NOT EVEN ASKING "hey.where's ________?" JUST KEEP UR BL***Y MOUTH SHUT. i really feel super annoyed with those kind of cliques and think about it.u might just be driving that girl to her DEATH'S END.but AGAIN i guess u DONT CARE right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;think i'll crash early tonight.very tired for some reason.yeas.adioz...and please think abt those people who really are like that girl i've mentioned..dont think about only urself u selfish freak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-115435107124902386?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/115435107124902386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/115435107124902386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-115235170209530321</id><published>2006-07-08T02:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-08T09:46:09.706Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;im sad...there are missing things..but i don't know where to start looking or even if i'll find them.i didn't even get a chance..............................................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;just like this blank post.isigh...........................=`(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;hey guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;your eyes are playing tricks on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;it's longer than u think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;now do u feel confused or lost?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;but i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;more than what u think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;that's why u gotta look closer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;and notice the unseen&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/10478306-115235170209530321?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/115235170209530321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/115235170209530321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-114951028258331755</id><published>2006-06-05T20:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-05T12:30:19.126Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;forget it.i can't hide what has been there forever.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but im not gonna show it either.so what does that mean?i dunno....but i can't take it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;i wrote a poem.THAT IS NOT LIKE ME.i read it.crushed it up.and threw it out the window.i wld hav burnt it if not for the smell.jean..u're influencing me.BUT IM NEVER NEVER GONNA DO TT AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sigh.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im starting to find ppl very fake.almost everyone i noe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;u noe wat??the feelings u get when u're hinting something to a person?and the person just seems so OBLIVIOUS to wat u are talking about..all that which makes u feel like u are a nothing and u're just not important anyone or for anything??it sucks...more than a bad feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;........................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;........................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;i dunno what to use to describe myself now.not sad not depressed.not happy.not anything i guess..just OBLIVIOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;everything U noe is a LIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;everything U noe is a FAKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;everONE u noe is not wat they seem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;black silhouettes;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;broken dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;what u think are little lies--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;might just be the DEATH of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(original poem by me.plz do not copy.thx)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-114951028258331755?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/114951028258331755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/114951028258331755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2006/06/forget-it.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-114932932153803878</id><published>2006-06-03T18:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-03T10:10:12.240Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;im getting bored of everything..lol. -.- ohoh!!i d/l gb again...haha..i forgot the controls for everything..sheesh.ahahaha.my birthday is coming............soon.. =)) JEan says i owe her a movie.haha..so..when shall we go?gonna be fun huh...yeas..and she helped me figure out who DaV- was.I NOE WHO NOW.=D thx jean!!sigh..gonna die soon.=S oh.JEAN.MUST GO WIF ME DURING HOLS TO PIERCE SECOND EAR HOLE&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!=D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and maybe third and foruth..^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; hehehe..yea!Bwahahaha.im tired.shall not think abt anything and everything bad happening now.hmm...im gonna bug my mum to buy me hamsters again.BUT!!BUT!!!BUT!!!!!!THIS TIME I SHALL NOT LET THEM BREED TILL I HAVE 21 OF THEM!!I SHALL GET TWO FEMALES!o.O lol..the last time my hamster got lost and was hiding in the unused computer CPU on the floor.ahaha for 4 days.=l BUT I LEFT FFOD ON THE FLOOR FOR IT OK!!then one night at 1+ in the morning my mum saw it and she was running arnd the house falling on her knees chasing it ok!! wa..and it happened to be her favourite hamster too..so yea.i was GLAD it didnt die a horrible death.but then one of the baby hamsters somehow got its leg caught in a groove on top of two glued together ice-cream sticks and was HANGING THERE.when i saw i almost yelled la.but it DIDNT die.INSTEAD it's foot got gangrene and dropped off.it lived though.=)) and i named it TRIPOD(three legs ma) hahaha.oh yea..one time i brought out a female hamster and she BIT a HOLE in my school skirt la!! so i had to stitch that up..then i got worried that she might die after eating the cloth! =S but she didnt..and a few days later..uh..i found the cloth at the side of her house.------as a nest-------along with 4 new-born babies o.O haha alot of other funny stories..wahaha.so! i shall get the hamsters!! to provide myself with entertainment and company.=D&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/10478306-114932932153803878?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/114932932153803878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/114932932153803878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-getting-bored-of-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-114934071003369949</id><published>2006-06-03T13:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-03T13:18:30.046Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YO MONG YI!GUESS WHO?!HAHAAHA JEAN'S HERE TO SPAM YOUR BLOG AND KEEP IT ALIVE!!!ANYWAY WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO GET ME?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-114934071003369949?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/114934071003369949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/114934071003369949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2006/06/yo-mong-yiguess-whohahaaha-jeans-here.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-114912666568257469</id><published>2006-06-01T09:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-01T01:51:05.706Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;lynnie: you're a lonerrr. spam your own blog. ha ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;;ahahaha whatever lynn..i forgot.. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;chie: my names one word mongyi...like zihan not zi han...i mena doesnt zi han just look weird???haha...anyway...here to tag...so...tag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;;hey chie..ok..lol..so i didnt noe tt..... =/ but i tagged ur board!!=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;pei wen: hey mongmong! i have a blog you know...tag if you can.go 2 lynn's blog and find my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;;PEI HAS A BLOG???=x omg..haha.ok la..i'll tag u u meannie pok =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Huimei: tag muahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;;hui mei u retard..haha love u loads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://girltalks-.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;whitley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;: hello mong yi! haha. link meeee! haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;;lol..ok!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;jean: yea mong yi you weirdo...so bored now too((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;;ahh!!y u think im a wierdo!!cannot!!cannot!!T~T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;debra: hi mongyi!heehee. you noe i made a blog and i linked youu!(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;;REALLY?oh thx!!uh..but it wld kinda help if u left ur link...ahahaha &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sarah L: HI MONKEY. haha. noe wad. i haevn't been to ur blog for 1*beep*2 long already. SO HELLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;;lol...at least this time i havent been updating..so u dun needa catch up..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;gloria: ok...i dont know if u know me...but just to say that u have a nice blog and to ask what ur email add is...and go to my blog...www.myminemy.blogspot.com...:P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;;OH!!HEY GLORIA!how cld i not know my own junior?lol my e-mail?=X =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thank-younote.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;VWONG! (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;: Mong yi! Long lost badminton friend. Relink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;;BANANA!!lol..sure thing.ur school team now rite??waaa...pro arr... o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;mongyi`: ahhaa..oh god.im gonna hav to replay these tags soon rite?yup. but shall not spam my box. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;;ooh.im mad.ahah.=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;jean: hi vanessa!HEY MONG!haha pity we're not in the same class...but we're still friends yea!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;;Duh Jean.FOREVER MY FRIEND SINCE PR 1!!!=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;jean: MONG YIII!!!I DID IT!FINALLY!I HAD A LOT OF PROBLEMS WITH THIS TEMPLATE AS I DIDN'T KNOW MUCH OF THE LAYOUT HERE! WELL HOPE YOU LIKE IT((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;;LOL.U HYPER NOW IZZIT??THX ALOTS ALOTS ALOTS.YAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;DaV-: hello.... man u sure have alot of curse words in ur blog......... lolz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;;ahaha..hello who are u?lol..um...nah i was really pissed tt day...kind of...really sorry about the words.=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;hueemeeeiii: haha tang on the mongster!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;;lol...seems like u got nothing better to do..but tts fine with me!!HIIII HUIIIIII MEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;jean: mong yi! dont' be sad ok? i mean think of me((:I LOVE YOU OK?!REMEMBER THAT WHEN YOU FEEL ANGRY!((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;;hahaha..hmm..cant help it but i'll try tt....ahem....new method.=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;IM DONE!!WHEW. =D BWAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-114912666568257469?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/114912666568257469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/114912666568257469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2006/06/lynnie-youre-lonerrr.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-114845896042099947</id><published>2006-05-24T16:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-24T08:22:40.430Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I LOVE U JEAN!!thx alots alots..all that was nong nong ago alrdy rite?yeas. =D&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ps..but at least now i noe the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-114845896042099947?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/114845896042099947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/114845896042099947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-love-u-jeanthx-alots-alots.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-114845439585681734</id><published>2006-05-24T15:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-24T07:06:35.870Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;PLZ DO NOT READ THIS POST IF U HAV A PROBLEM WITH SWEARING AND BAD WORDS&gt;THX.APPRECIATED.SORRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ok..this sucks.im not gonna pretend that im not pissed with whatever thats going on in  this upside down and twisted world of mine.some ppl said tt i scolded them during open house which i bloody fuck DID NOT DO.are u trying to frame me or something?ass holes.WAT THE HELL DID I DO TO PISS U OFF.I DONT APPRECIATE U SAYING CRAP TO OTHER PPL SO THAT I GET INTO TROUBLE WITH PPL WHO I DONT WANT TO ENGAGE IN A CONFLICT WITH.do u noe how irritated i am with u?wat the hell is your problem?do u noe how many arguments i've had in just these two weeks?im not gonna count them out for u.figure it all out urself.wanna noe wat happened?during openhouse i was told that i scolded some ppl and now they're scared of me.wanna noe wat i was doing the whole day?! I WAS PLAYING AND AT THE BAZAAR THE WHOLE TIME.THEN AFTER THAT I WENT TO PLAY WITH JEAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;DO U SEE ANY FUCKING TIME WHERE I TALKED TO ANYONE ELSE BUT THE NETBALLERS AND SOME OF MY OTHER FRIENDS?NO.I DUNNO HOW ALL THIS HAPPENED BUT ITS NOT FUNNY.NOW EVEN THE CULPRIT'S SISTER IS ANGRY WITH ME?IS IT MY BLOODY FAULT SHE IS A LIAR?I CAN UNDERSTAND SHE IS UR SIS SO U WANNA HEAR TT SHE'S THE CORREST ONE.I NOE.I HAVE A SIS TOO...BUT MAYBE SHE IS LYING?!SHE A HUMAN U NOE.ALL HUMANS LIE.ITS INEVITABLE.THINK ABOUT IT.OR IS EVERYONE JUST TOO ANGRY WITH ME TO THINK ABOUT A SECOND SITUATION?IT MAY NOT EVEN HAVE BEEN ME WHO SCOLDED THEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;this was not to offend anyone.but if i did,sorry.and i just needed to cool off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-114845439585681734?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/114845439585681734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/114845439585681734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2006/05/thx.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-114240823012017521</id><published>2006-03-15T15:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-15T07:37:10.130Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE OBSESSION IS OVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im just really bored now..lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-114240823012017521?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/114240823012017521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/114240823012017521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2006/03/obsession-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-113863209508673916</id><published>2006-01-30T22:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-30T14:41:35.100Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;_____IS SO COOL!!WAYYYYYYY BETTER THAN ______.HAHAHAHA..LAURA AND I CALL IT OBSESSION.SHE IS DAMN PRO CANN.WAAA.. =)) and she talked to us la!for like..1 hr....we're contemplating on how to get hold of her handphone number..wahahaha!!it will be damn FRIGGIN cool la!wheeeeeeeeeeeee!!hahaha..pau always thinks im mad. -.- yess..well anyhows.&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; today was horrible..have u ever experienced having used up all ur tears and not have anymore?yea well..got this huge bruise in a very..open place.3 guesses how it managed to get there.=/ but obviously i wont cry cuz of tt rite.sheesh.at first &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dint even noe why.AND WHEN I DID.it was STUPID LA.GETTING BEAT UP FOR TT KIND OF SHIT ASS REASON IS...........PATHETIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;UGH.i hate it.......now my eyes are sore and hurt alot,plus its kind of abit cut.i dunno how tt happened but yea.IT DID.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;if only my life were as simple as that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-113863209508673916?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113863209508673916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113863209508673916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2006/01/is-so-coolwayyyyyyy-better-than.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-113776345936161781</id><published>2006-01-20T21:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-20T13:32:26.623Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;sighhhhh..my blog is seriously &lt;strong&gt;dead&lt;/strong&gt; can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;aiyooo..she's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;dao&lt;/strong&gt; la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;u &lt;strong&gt;look right through&lt;/strong&gt; me even &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;though im rite in front of u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..obviously &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wont say hi either&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; rite.wat do u want me to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;kelly is gone.i feel quite empty..1 year witout her..im DEAD.=`(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as if u'll noe wat i feel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-113776345936161781?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113776345936161781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113776345936161781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2006/01/sighhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-113618929052277101</id><published>2006-01-02T16:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-02T08:08:10.536Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha..HELLO!im in 2 pr frm now on!!lol..=)) yea i noe i dropped class..will haf to buck up.anyways..skool starts tmr and im quite..i dunno.. =/ scared?nervous?queasy?haha..yeas&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;..oh..i had to change my nice adidas shoes for another pair cuz my mum wasnt so happy abt the idea tt the bottom came off after 3 weeks or something..lol..now they're WHITE-ISH ..haha.. =/ they'll be greyish soon enuff.. =D i saw a really really nice orange pair..but my begging failed me this time. -_-" IT SERIOUSLY WAS NICE U NOE.hahaha..hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;when is orientation arr?haha  ee..nvm..oh oh!!the new skool shorts are SOLD OUT.so thankfully i wont get to wear them TILL the 15 of jan..lol..GD.but my new skool Uni isnt rdy yet..so im stuck wif the bi-squared ba-squared one.yucks.how disgusting..not gonna get it till the second week izzit?sigh.UGLY UNI.HMPH.i got my pe shirts though.not gd..i dun like V-necks..and i have NAT'S.WHICH I DUN WANNA KEEP.TRUST ME.=P haha..anyways..tt's all la..my sis yeling at me cuz she want to play now..HEE HEEE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;adioz =))&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/10478306-113618929052277101?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113618929052277101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113618929052277101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2006/01/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-113557232413093855</id><published>2005-12-26T12:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-26T04:45:24.146Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;heyy!!!i got my NEW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ADIDAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;wallet frm my &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mummy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!hahahahahaha!!! =D YAY!!!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i LOVE you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!hahaha!!=))&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/10478306-113557232413093855?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113557232413093855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113557232413093855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/12/heyyi-got-my-new-adidas-wallet-frm-my.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-113532005518836347</id><published>2005-12-23T14:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-23T06:40:55.203Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;heyy..its the eve of Christmas eve!!how nice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;nothing to blog about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yea..i want trng and school to start now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;worried sick about u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WISH LIST.. =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a new pencil case!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a new wallet..(mine is pink.i hate pink.seriously. -_-")&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u cld give me money!! =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i pod mini (green)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zhou jie lun's CD!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALOT ALOT OF CD'S!!hahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soft toys!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing pink pls....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a hand phone sock&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new trainers!!haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ADIDAS STUFF AND I'LL LOVE U LIKE ANYTHING!!=D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a new watch.i lost mine. haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH.U CLD GET ME A DOG OR A CAT.(and let my mum MURDER me after.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not lose anymore friends. =))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anything else u wanna get me?haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i noe some evill ppl will try and malu other ppl..hahaha..oh wells..not my problem hor.. =D gd luck!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tis the season to play crap jokes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;falalalalalalalala!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-evil grin-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-113498426197789812?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113498426197789812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113498426197789812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/12/wish-list.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-113480314735206573</id><published>2005-12-17T15:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-17T07:59:39.496Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;waahahaha!!i just realised i havent blogged in a longg long time..hahaha..yeas..anyways..im quite happy!!for no reason..lol..hmm..we lost a match to nanyang..and coach got super super angry..it was scary la..she lectured us for dunno how long la..frm now on we have to go on court and only think one word..WIN which is very scary la..cant laugh or even smile on court anymore..sheesh.. anyways.. =D ..after that we had a match against seng kang and we won!!seniors won too..but coach still wasnt too pleased with the results..she said we cld haf gotten a better score and blah blah blah..oh oh oh!!but seng kang was SUPER FUNNY la..they gave us KFC coupons after the match..so we went j8 to eat!!wahahaha!!but in the end we ate at yoshi and we were too stuffed to eat KFC anymore..yay!!=))on friday we had a match against ijkc and we won..by quite alot la..23-9 izzit?hahahaha..seniors won by quite alot too..=D coach was now pretty glad abt it..and she told us we had to do home trng and she told me work on my alleviation(is tt how u spell it?=/ ) oh oh!!and she put me in as WD for two quarters cann!! 0.o wa lauu!!i was half DEAD la..lol..alamak..hahaha -_-" hmm..she took me out third quarter.HENG SIA. -_-" she told me i had some 'beautiful ball tips,defences and interceptions' and so i was HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY!!!but i also got scolded abit for running into the wrong spaces and moveing too late?argh..darn.=/ then caoch put me into GK (my GK POSITION!!MY BEAUTIFUL GK BIB!!HAAA..=D ) for the last fifth quarter.im mad.lol...the GS was tall!!whoa..but she was SUPER FRIENDLY.SUPER SUPER NICE.=)) yay!!i got complimented for a well played game..but it was super scary okayy..i thought i was gonna get scolding again...ming yi was GREAT!!GO MING!!!hahahaha..*three cheers* ^^ everyone did WELLL ON THIS MATCH!!!CONGRATS AND KEEP IT UP.wahahaha!then we went out with the sec ones and the seniors to waffle town for lunch and i swear it was WIERD.lol then some of us went back to skool to play some street netball!!super fun..then pau had this brilliant idea we shld play soccer.so we played and jocelyn was good!!in a way..and big audrey was like whee!!pau was like run run run..ahh!!!kick!boom!SCORE!!YAY!!!!aileen was CONG AHH!!!laura was PRO la..she got alot of goals..ying and lai ling were amusing..and i think iwas just stoning..haha after that..we went home!!everyone else went the other way..and jocelyn was walking home..so i walked with her to the bus stop where she left..she is super super funny..but i forgot wat she said. -_-" hahaha..yeas...ai ya...i miss trng and i want it to start now..even if it just ended ytd..i cant wait till the start of the year!! T~T ..sniff* oh oh!! PAU'S COOKIES ARE THE BEST!!SERIOUSLY!!WHOAAA hmm im gonna stay 'faithful' as coach puts it..to the holiday trng programme.im not gonna risk having to start all over again to where i am now.i'll die.lol..trng is starting once skool starts rite?hahahaha..so scary..competition starts on the 16th or the 19th (im not sure) of jan..seriosly gotta get more focused.wont give up!!bwahahahaaa!!=)) adioz =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ps..i need a new template jean the bean or lynn the pin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-113480314735206573?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113480314735206573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113480314735206573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/12/waahahahai-just-realised-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-113359913713992779</id><published>2005-12-03T08:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-03T08:40:36.340Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUZZLES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-113359913713992779?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113359913713992779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113359913713992779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/12/fuzzles.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-113342641406050768</id><published>2005-12-01T07:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-01T08:40:14.116Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;just came back frm the netball camp today..im aching..lol..haha..i can only rmb as far back as the second day..so i shall begin frm there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;second day: did morning jog went for breakfast..then had trng which was ok la..then we had mrs D.'s games..super fun la..supposed to be some kind of bonding game..but anyways..hmm..we had to gat into grps..so we were each either a cow or chicken or cat(i was a cowww!!mooo...)then we were blindfolded and had to make the sounds the animals which we were made and find our grps.COWS WERE FIRST!!YAY!!then we had the double loop rope which we had to get into a circle hold hands and pass arnd without using our fingers.then we had to stand in a circle and hold hands in a tangle..and then untangle ourselves.run to the hoops and hold hands standing in a line and then move the hoop down..then there was a seven legged race..and then..uh..skipping and another blindfolding test.thats all..FOR THAT ROUND.WE WON.BWAHA.=)) now the MAIN games.the first consisted of using a rope which was provided and one shoe frm wan ping and another frm joanne which were sacrificed.haha..anyway..there was this bucket of water in the middle of two "banks" and we cldn't step on the floor..so we had to use the rope to move it off the mat it was on..had a little trouble at first but it was fine.second was the "spider web" ..we all got through those eviiiiill holes..but we had to sing abt 5 songs cuz we touched the strings.haha then we went for the no man's land game.first we took 45 secs.then 30+ then 20+ then 19 then 17 then 13 thenon and on and on..until we got it to 5.22 secs!!yay!!then final game was elctric fence.had a ladder which we were supposed to use to get everyone over..haha..took us awahile..but we did it..thats the end and we came in first overall!!wahaha..and then we got a kit-kat which i lost straight after.pfft.FUZZLES.&lt;--my new curse word.went for lunch and then did courtwork and drills for trng.then laura,jean-minn and i went looking for a bathrm to bathe in.took like 15 mins just LOOKING for one la.pissing.lol had dinner and then sat in the AVA rm to watch a netball video..then we had this get to gether session where we partnered a senior and wrote down 10 things about each other..big Audrey is super funny la..and the when we were presenting..she said anime like 'aaanima' and i said something like 'anima' and then we were both laughed at.ahhhh..lol so maluuuu.haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Day 3: went for morning jog..had breakfast.had trng..courtwork and drills.went to luncha nd then watched a video of a Australia vs New Zealand netball match..whoaa..so pro ahaha..the ball was at one end of the court then suddenly to the middle..and then a goal..lol pro and they can jump highhhh..bloody good alleviation la..then we went for the carnival!!yay!!&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;  TO THE SEC 1 NETBALLERS!!---&gt;U DID GREAT GUYS!!WAHAHAAHAHA!!=))keep it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyways..the game was food..when i played GD arr.the GA 170+ can..GS shorter than me.fuzzles.so i played..got a few ball tips..but was abit blur for that match..fell down quite a few times..but not that bad..the the second match i thought GS wld be shorter la..so i played GK and the the stupid GS was FRIGGIN TALL CANN!!GA was shorter than me!!!waaaa..damn suayy la.fell down a few times as usual.ALL MY KNEES FAULT.HMPH!pfffft.than towards the end..i jumped up and tapped the ball i landed on my foot..not feet.foot and then my knee gave way and i fell backwards onto my butt and then i skidded on the floor.and i didnt have any support frm my hands..i just fell and i hurt my back la..so shit.i cldnt get up at first so i sat there for a few seconds and then i leaped for the rebound which i hit out.then i noticed coach standing at the stairs watching..lucky she didnt pull me out of the match..haha yay!!then coach asked us to bring her to the lift and then she was like "your knee is starting to give you problems ah."that means she saw wat happened.oh mann..   anyway..moving on..the treasure hunt,showtime and BBQ were super super nice...wahaha!!treasure hunt run  frm lvl1 to lvl4 to lvl2 to lvl1 and on and on and on.sigh.tiring la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;gonna end off&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;now..adios                      great game guys..  =)) congrats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-113342641406050768?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113342641406050768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113342641406050768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-came-back-frm-netball-camp-today.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-113299043614481717</id><published>2005-11-26T15:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-26T07:33:56.156Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;bwahaha..hmm..on monday..i went with subha and the seniors to novena sq to go get the netball t..then got a remark abt my eyes being very big..haha..okayy...  -.-" we went to kfc and vanessa was going on abt subha and her LIFE SAVINGS being carried around in her pocket la...so we expected quite ALOT of money frm LIFE savings..cuz..well..its been since ur whole life rite??but noooooooo..in subha's case...it was a few cents.LOL.we were laughing like siao and then vanessa told aileen abt the whole thing and then she started laughing too..hahaha..then subha told us how u cld save money(a few cents) by buying a students meal at macs and blah blah blah...........and it was bloody funny la...i didnt eat anything cuz i wanted ice cream...but i cldn't find any afterall..so i was quite sad       =(  then uhh.. went up to the shirt place...and then the seniors started choosing shirts..then subha left for a prefect thing..then i left after awhile..so informative rite?? =)) yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wednesday..nothing happened leh..-.-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;friday morning..nothing much larh..went to skool at 7.30. then i thought i was the only one there cuz the bballers were in the court and the netballers were no where to be seen.haha..the HENG caritas was there!!yay!!caritas is a saviour! =)) bwahaha..so we sat behind a big car..and stoned.lol..then jeanette and pearlyn came..followed by nat,gek and zi han and lai ling..then the rest dunno le...seniors were there too..then we decided on a song...and then we played badmintonnn!!! bwahaha!! then we left.LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;friday afternoon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;went to coro wif lai ling..subha and zihan for lunch..and stupid pooots caritas and ying din wanna go.so they went to j8. sigh.anyways..when we got there the place we wanted to go was CLOSED.ahaha.shit. -.- so we went to another place and ordered our food!!yay!!and while we were waiting..we were all laughing like SIAO for dunno wat stupid reason.lol..then subha said..nvm..can get abs!!so we laughed harder.SUBHA ALL UR FAULT.so after that we all got stomach pains la...haha..subha didnt eat at the shop there..she wanted to go eat cafe whatever.so she looked quite spastic sitting there while the 3 of us ate.haha..after that..we paid..and went to get my BUBBLE TEA!!then we all walked downnnnn..and so...noooo..i dont get my bubble tea..cuz the pearls not done!!!haf to wait ten minutes!!so lai ling got hers without pearls..but i like pearls!!so i waited!!then we went into cafe whatever and it smelled FUNKY.so we walked out and i found out the bubble tea was 2.20 there la!!!so ex.and the other place was only 1.30 .so went back to that place and got my bubble tea which i cld haf got a longgg time ago!! -.-then cuz subha hadnt eaten..so she da bao-ed the spaghetti and we sat outside the shop and ate!!haha..so fun..then stupid subha had to go tell me that PEARLS GAVE THROAT CANCER!!  0.o  i didnt noe that!!wahahaha..T~T ..and i was just getting happy wif the drink.bahh.sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so much trouble just for bubble tea arr..tsk tsk tsk o.0 ..give cancer summore.wa lauu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then we just sat there and played funny funny kiddy games like apple on a stick and ji ko pa and bubble gum..wahaha..ppl.must haf thought we were mad..HAHA after that we went homee!!haaaaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;today.attended a wedding at St Peter's Church..haha..my bro's skool teacher is related to mee!!okay.haha..he summore in charge of the ncc la..so he invited the WHOLE ST ANDREW'S NCC GRP la..omg..hahaha..anyways..it was quite fun..the pastor very funny too..then when i got home i realised that i was dead for camp which is the following day..in the sense that i havent packed and im not MENTALLY ready.SHIT.haaha..howw.... PFFFTTTT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-113299043614481717?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113299043614481717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113299043614481717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/11/bwahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-113178663630179337</id><published>2005-11-12T17:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-12T09:10:36.323Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;uhh..ok..went wif gek lynn..pearlyn..zi han and deborah to j8 after trng ytd..haha..den deborah was so funny and was like "i want my sugar cane!!" so she drank hers..and then darank zi han's and then drank mine afterwards too.. bwahahahhaa..we went to eat at yoshi and had a nice nice lunch..so i was happy!!yay!!FOOD is GOOT for da health..haha..hmm.......somehow im not that close to the netballers.....dunno why..so quite sad lor...must attempt to blend in more??nah..later extra extra de..sheesh.. anyway..wont go on abt it.   were listening to the chicken little song on the bus and at yoshi...and it was quite loud la..so everyone was staring and we were just laughing..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;...ehem..err..anyway..i think i went out wif my sis once to j8 and then we were hungry..so she insisted we go Swensens for ice cream!!yayyyyy!!!so i was super happy..then while i was eating i became quite depressed la...becuz i realised i was BROKE!!:( like wat.. $3 left??haha..so im not gonna eat Swensens frm now till....next time!!hmph!then another time we went plaza sing and i wanted ICE CREAMM (not Swensens.lol)  and she was like noooo..and it went on for an hour..so i decided to go into a pout. so when she talked to me i wld go "pout pout pout" to her until finally she was all FINE and so i dragged her all the way back up to the food court to get my yummy ice-cream!!but then...when we got there.no place to sit.waaaaaaaaa!!omg..so we left lor.and i didnt want to buy the gelare and wat not one cuz it was super ex.bah.so the whole day i didnt get my ice cream!!!!so sadd..haha...all this just for ice cream.hehehe..ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;well.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i think i just lost a great friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-113178663630179337?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113178663630179337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113178663630179337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/11/uhh.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-113169865092180825</id><published>2005-11-11T16:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-11T08:44:10.933Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;bwahahaha!!=)) time to update...hmm...need to update more often eh?haha..ok...i dont haf alot of time left...parents coming back soon..so yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALL 1GR-ERS!!!GO READ HUI MEI'S BLOG!!SUPER MEANINGFUL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thisworldinsideme.blogspot.com"&gt;www.thisw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thisworldinsideme.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;orldinsideme.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;k?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i feel very lime green today..haha..to ***** somethings wrong between u and me..i do care abt wat happened ok..and we used to talk alot last time..wats up with the cold shoulder?i dont apprecite it..u used to say hi at least..but now u pretend not to notice. im bored now...gotta go soon..i feel quite off all of a sudden..thinking abt stuff..anyway..yeaps..im tired..abit sick at the moment..KELLY!!i was gonna visit u at robotics today..but..err..cldn't find u..so yea well..i left.I'LL FIND U NEXT TIME.MUAHAHAHAHA!!i noe u joined robotics cuz of me..but then i quit and u were left by urself and im SUPER SORRY ok?i noe u wanna murder me for it..haha..sorry.. =( but ur having a great time yea?always alot of compliments abt seniors and stuff..haha..=)) so at least its not that bad rite?wahahaa...i need to find a new template..shall go find lynn or jean to bug them to help meee..yay!!im happy...but my mood is going down..sadly..u noe wat..today..i brought home some sweets for my sis thinking she'd be very happy and stuff...but when i got home i remembered she was at a slp over..and so i kind of got bummed out and sad i wldnt hear funny remarks and the spark of joy which is there when she is..ah well..i'll give her a nice big hug when she comes home tmr..and the sweets..for my bro lor..but i'll keep some for her... =))  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;dont be fooled by the happiness of a person on the outside..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;when u can see that clearly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;she's faking it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and she's dying inside..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-113169865092180825?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113169865092180825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113169865092180825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/11/bwahahaha-time-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-113134575460026060</id><published>2005-11-07T15:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-07T06:42:34.620Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I open my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I try to see but I'm blinded by the white light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I can't remember how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I can't remember why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm lying here tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And I can't stand the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And I can't make it go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No I can't stand the pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Chorus: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've made my mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Got nowhere to run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The night goes on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;As I'm fading away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm sick of this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I just wanna scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Everybody's screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I try to make a sound but no one hears me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm slipping off the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm hanging by a thread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I wanna start this over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And I can't explain what happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And I can't erase the things that I've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No I can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've made my mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Got nowhere to run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The night goes on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;As I'm fading away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm sick of this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I just wanna scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've made my mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Got nowhere to run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The night goes on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;As I'm fading away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm sick of this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I just wanna scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Do you ever feel like breaking down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Do you ever feel out of place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Like some how you just don’t belong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And no one understands you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Do you ever want to run away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Do you lock yourself in your room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;With the radio on turned up so loud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;That no one hears you screaming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No, you don’t know what it’s like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When nothing feels alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You don’t know what it’s like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be hurt, to feel lost,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be left out in the dark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be kicked, when you’re down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To feel like you’ve been pushed around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And no one’s there to save you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No you don’t know what it’s like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Do you want to be somebody else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Are you sick of feeling so left out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Are you desperate to find something more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Before your life is over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Are you stuck inside a world you hate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Are you sick of everyone around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;With the big fake smiles and stupid lies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;While deep inside you’re bleeding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No you don’t know what it’s like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When nothing feels alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You don’t know what it’s like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be like me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be hurt, to feel lost,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be left out in the dark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be kicked, when you’re down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To feel like you’ve been pushed around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And no one’s there to save you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No you don’t know what it’s like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No one ever lies straight to your face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And no one ever stabbed you in the back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You might think I’m happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But I’m not gonna be okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Everybody always gave you what you wanted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You never had to work, it was always there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You don’t know what it’s like (what it’s like)…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be hurt, to feel lost,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be left out in the dark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be kicked, when you’re down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To feel like you’ve been pushed around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When no one’s there to save you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No you don’t know what it’s like,( what it's like)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be hurt, to feel lost,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be left out in the dark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be kicked, when you’re down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To feel like you’ve been pushed around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When no one’s there to save you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No you don’t know what it’s like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Welcome to my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-113134575460026060?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113134575460026060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113134575460026060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-open-my-eyesi-try-to-see-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-113073759828213816</id><published>2005-10-31T03:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-31T05:50:02.903Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;somethings wrong with me.. or so it seems..i dunno wat..hui mei kept asking me wat was wrong in school..she said that i was always spacing out and looking like something had gone wrong..then jean also said i looked really sad and not like last time when i was always smiling..another thing about walking into stuff..about 5-9 times a day.. noticed after my mum asked why i had so many bruises on my legs and i went huh?oh mann..my mum usually doesnt even notice when i have a huge cut across my leg..why did she notice this?been seriously daydreaming for the past few days..but why?no idea..&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;somethings missing..thats what i keep thinking..but i always tell myself yea rite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i'll walways try to haf fun wif my frens..but lately they seem to be quite worried whenever im wif them..especially jean and hui mei and tiff..ah..hui mei..stop thinking im a sadist la..hais.life sucks..when u have mine.daily routine at night: lie down in the night and pretend to be asleep till 12+ then get up and think abt stuff which usually makes me cry..its super lame what i do..but it just happens..forget it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i dunno but i cant get a particular song out of my head..uh...wont mention the name here.its a chinese song..by Jay Chou..so yea..maybe u wldn't noe it anyway..my dad is gonna murder me for my results...how can i reason with him?my mum speaks english and my dad speaks in chinese.brilliant isnt it?yeps..hell..i'd rather talk tothe wall than gen ta men liang ge jiang hua huo lian luo. summore my dad is frm Taiwan so his chinese is so called different in a way.tell me wat to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;this entry s not making the least bit of sense..jumping frm here to there with a little bit of everything and not having a trace of the other subject to link it anywhere..kind of what im feeling now. unexplainable.no links with anything.not fitting into any part of the story.i noe skool just ended and all..but i want it to start again now.hais..im sick of hearing the stuff in my head which causes me to feel sick and sad.shut the friggin hell up.i hate u.sleeping at 3+ and waking up 2 hrs later and its all bacause of u.nothing but u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;maybe i shld just lock myself in?probably...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;shuo bu shang wei shen me wo bian de hen zhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;dongruo ai shang yi ge ren shen me dou hui zhi de qu zuo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;wo xiang da sheng xuan bu dui ni yi yi bu she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;lian ge bi ling ju dou cai dao wo xian zai de gan shou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;he bian de feng zai chui zhe tou fa piao dong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;qian zhe ni de shou yi zhen mo ming gan dong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;wo xiang dai ni hui wo de wai po jia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;yi qi kan zhe ri luo yi zhi dao wo men dou shui zhao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;wo xiang jiu zhe yang qian zhe ni de shou bu fang kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;ai neng bu neng gou yong yuan dan chun mei you bei ai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;wo xiang dai ni qi dan che&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;wo xiang he ni kan bang qiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;xiang zhe yang mei dan you chang zhe ge yi zhi zou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;wo xiang jiu zhe yang qian zhe ni de shou bu fang kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;ai ke bu ke yi jian jian dan dan mei you shang hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;ni kao zhe wo de jian bangni zai wo xiong kou shui zhao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;xiang zhe yang de sheng huo wo ai ni ni ai wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;xiang jian! jian! dan! dan! ai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;xiang jian! jian! dan! dan! ai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-113073759828213816?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113073759828213816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/113073759828213816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/10/somethings-wrong-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-112790944126825692</id><published>2005-09-28T20:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-28T12:10:41.276Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this post was meant to be for two days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wahahaaa!!i feel super hyper now.lol.people are werd..okay..i dunno why the heck i just said that. -.-" i feel like going outtttt!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I-MUST-GO-WATCH-CORPSE-BRIDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;ahahahaha!!lol. i have a whole lst of movies i wanna watch..&lt;strong&gt;credits to the three people sitting arnd me for helping think of them.&lt;/strong&gt;heh. :)) ..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; was super pissed in the morning today kay.i forgot to bring my bloody t-shirt for art and so i called my mum and she went ballistic when i asked her if she could help me brng it.HMPH.she yelled so loud i yelled back at her. -.-" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i love answering my parents back and getting a huge punishment for it.but u dont expect me to just sit there and listen to u hollering away at me for a no good reason and smile rite?rite. anyway.i waited how long for her to bring it for me and when i went to receive it she yelled at me through the window of the car and it was quite embarassing..so.i just pretended she wasnt there and walked off.hahahahaha. :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;))i'm braver than u think rite?then i got so bloody pissed i wld have SMASHED my phone if it werent for all the numbers in it.lol. i was literally squishing up inside and on the verge of rpping up and vandalisng ALL my stuff.So shit. hurh.then thx to the bunch of retards around methe whole day..laughing the shit out of themselves...i cracked up too i guess.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;:))thanks guys..even if u didnt noe u made me feel much better. I OWE YI ZHEN A LETTER.I OWE YI ZHEN A LETTER.I OWE YI ZHEN A LETTER.I NEED to get that into my head or my foot/feet is/are gonne dieeeeee...AND PEI PEI.Naughty arr you.learn from Yi Zhen come and ka chiau me everyday..haha..both of u brighten up my disorientated life. :)) TFF you DAO-ER.hmph! "Do i see Mong Yi?Do i hear Mong Yi?Noooooo..HAHAHAHAHA". -.-" lol..Jean.insane woman.haha. "AHH!!ANT!!"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-Duush.gone .BEHIND ME- haha..so funny..all of u make my life that much more interestng.and a litytle is still some.some will go a longg longggg way.maybe even a lefe or death situation?i'd be a gonner if not for u. :))&lt;/span&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/10478306-112790944126825692?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112790944126825692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112790944126825692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-post-was-meant-to-be-for-two-days.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-112779959760799239</id><published>2005-09-27T13:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-27T05:39:57.613Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;whee..ok..in english lesson now..lol..i have learned the art of not paying real attention to the teach..haha..anyway..he's not teaching..watching the toy story 2 movie..haha...wierd...going to look at blogs later..lol..i wanted to post an entry yesterday..lol..but parents at home..so...yea..some ppl should noe..anyway...will put it up soon..yup.. :)) i need to hop arnd the house..lol..yesterday did 50 sit-ups and 50 push-ups..told my sis to do 20 sit-ups and 10 push-ups..she did 5 sit-ups and 4 push-ups and she was like "NOOOOOOOO..DUN WAN TO DO ANYMORE!!" and then i was like lets do lunges!!and she was like looking dead on the floor already la..haha..so funny...then i said leg-lifts?she went 0.o and said.."go away la..you're torturing meeee" haha..the push-ups we did was with two stools and we rested our knees on it so we were kinda suspended in the air doing push-ups. so fun..lol.then my bro went.."woman..ur INSANE.get out of my room....NOW." mean idiot.haha..nvm... will put up the blog post meant for yesterday soon..probably tomorrow.  :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-112779959760799239?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112779959760799239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112779959760799239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/09/whee.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-112694909199961187</id><published>2005-09-17T17:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-17T09:24:52.006Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i dunno wat to write...life so far has been a bloody hell of a mess..gahh..irritating...people just cant help being posers can they?dumb shit.ahh...just cuz ur good at something..really good. for people like u...every litle bloody thing goes so well and fits so perfectly into ur life.wat about others?they fight and strive and they refuse to give up on wat they believe in..as for u..u just have to sit there or smile or do wat u do best.i feel like slaping u whenever it happens..and if it wasnt for that rule..i would have. damn u.i feel sorry for other people who deserve wat u are getting..teachers are so bias towards u and people think u are funny when u're shit.just cuz u got it happeneing for u.in this world,its people like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who piss me off, its people like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who deserve nothing.if it werent for wat u were doing now,u'd be dead in this school.u'd be a nobody.no one would give a fick abt u and my life wld be that much better.all cuz of u people's friends have been stolen and u think urself as supreme.popularity is everything for u and maybe some other people.but to me, its shit.so what if people think u're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;all that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? i dont.i actually thought u were nice at first...but u suck.i sometimes wish i never knew u so i could spare myself of what i mght find out next. forget it..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;irritating fug.im stronger than u think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i went to watch the SINGAPORE VS MALAYSIA NETBALL MATCH n saturday!!!waaaaaaaaaaaaa..so cool!!and before that arr..there was a match between Sri Lanka and Thailand...WOAH...there was this HUGE HUGE goal shooter from Sri Lanka la...she was like 208 cm..and when we saw her we were like WOAH SHIT.when she raised her arm to their full extent to shoot,she only had to flick the ball for it to go in..and the Thailand goal keeper was like so PRO can!!she actually managed to get a few ball tips from her la!!!and she was like wat...half the height of the shooter!!imagine how high she had to jump!!! so COOL..haaaaaaaa... -.-" ..i've gone mad..ahahahaha..then training on dunno wat day...i messsed up like shit...lost so many bloody balls...super pissed with myself...gahhhhhhhh...freak.annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;when i got back from Taiwan..i had a whole stack of work to do..so i was irritated again. (i get irritated with alot of stuff) haha Anyway..exams are in two weeks?so crappy ok...and yesterday i was so tired i smsed the wrong person..haha..sorry Jean asked me to follow her to sy after science on friday and i was practically sleep walking u noe..so funny..then we were walking to gym..and a few of us got caught by lao shi and made to walk back to class and walk back to the gym again for talking.hah.in a way it was good cuz we got to cut gym for like ten minutes. :) when we were walking back to class,------ was like..we walk to the gallery and back good enuff..so we walked to the gallery and we stopped..then ------ was like eh!wait!dun stop!!lao shi is looking!!walk to class!!then we were like oops.HAHAHAHA.then we walked lor..only to the toilet..then we walked back..hehehe.the stupid gym teach made -------run like ten rounds round the gym mat!so mean!and it was juz cuz she didnt ask for permission to go to the toilet..i mean when u gotta go u gotta go right?where got liddat one??!! spastic teacher!!errgh!forget it..thats all im writing today..sheesh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i get bloody pissed when i read this post...   -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-112694909199961187?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112694909199961187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112694909199961187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-dunno-wat-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-112455723615994959</id><published>2005-08-20T02:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-20T17:00:36.170Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cursecursecursecursecursecursecursecursecursecursecursecursecursecursecursecursecursecurse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my grandma in Taiwan just passed away last night k..and i dont even really noe her lor...so i actually feel bad abt not feeling bad abt the whole thing.and that whole part is shit cuz i dunno wat the hell to do la..so there's a funeral in september for one day...and that is ok..EXCEPT that it is in TAIWAN..so that makes everything NOT OKAY.not that i dont like the country..i think its great..but its on the 4th of September!!!thats  a sunday!!and its during the holidays!!but im supposed to have training 1-3-5 during that!goiung to watch netball tournament on 2 and 6..and my chinese oral is on 3!!!so school hols start on saturday next day go taiwan..next day hope to be home?go for training..next day netball tournament..next day training+oral..next day rest...next day training..next day netball tournament..and last day sit home and study(like shit)!!!omg...the whole time is crap!!i dont wanna go to the funeral k!!if i do i mite not even be back till the end of the hols and be gone even BEFORE the hols BEGIN!!:((and i noe family is more important than anything k..but i dont noe my other grandma!!!and i feel badddddd...but still!!!!!!im gonna cry...wat decision am i gonna make??shoot. im cracking..and i predict im gonna hate myself for the shit choice im gonna make...but its a lose-lose situation anyway..so thats the reason why i've been BLOODY pissed for the pass few days..and im really really sorry abt it..ive been giving a few of my friends quite a hard time with all my sudden changes of moods and wierdness..hope u guys understand..there are other problems in  my head too.. wont tell and u wont ever noe..its for me to noe and u to not even have heard abt k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my life is more messed up than u think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-112455723615994959?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112455723615994959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112455723615994959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/08/cursecursecursecursecursecursecursecur.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-112436612054944487</id><published>2005-08-18T19:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-18T11:55:20.566Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I got a huge blister on my foot kkkkkkkkkkk.....waaaaa... T~T&lt;/span&gt; the whole skin came out lor!!and its SUPER DEEP..u can see the flesh..thats how deep it is. im gonna be limping tmr..and i wont be able to go for training!!  :(( gosh..and i was talkng to val just now on msn and she also cant take netball cuz she wont heal..ahhhhhhh..so shit. and we're changing places tmr..i dun wanna sit next to the door anymore!!!!and  to &lt;strong&gt;TIFFY G:sorry u hafta put up wif me everyday..i noe u dont like it/me.. -.- yupps..sorry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;o yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;SOME PEOPLE BITCH ABT OTHERS WHEN THEY THEMSELVES ARE BITCHY..SO TO U..FUCK OFF AND LEAVE MY FRIENDS ALONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;ok..my foot hurts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;AND REMEMBER FUCK UR ASS OFF...STOP BITCHING ABT MY FRIENDS..BITCH ABT URSELF IF U GOT NOTHING BETTER TO DO OR U JUST WANNA FEEL COOL OR WADEVA SHUT UP BITCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-112436612054944487?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112436612054944487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112436612054944487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-got-huge-blister-on-my-foot.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-112400300241815102</id><published>2005-08-14T15:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-14T07:03:22.426Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;..i meant to write about open house yesterday..lol..but i forgot..hehe..and was abit lazy too..anyway..it was pretty fun...if you exclude the part where it was &lt;strong&gt;supposed &lt;/strong&gt;to be open house and have &lt;strong&gt;alot of people&lt;/strong&gt;.haha..it was practically empty..felicia said last year was already BAD..but this year was WORSE. so..what was it last year??hmm...we played LOTS of street netball and monkey and shooting and...alot of jumping and running..was SUPER FUN..and when we played monkey..i was the monkey a few times...&lt;strong&gt;and i TOUCHED THE BALL OKAY!!IT JUST RAN AWAY ITSELF:( it hates me..&lt;/strong&gt;vanessa thught it was funny.. -.- i jumped touched the ball and it rolled away k!!and it happened &lt;strong&gt;EVERY TIME I WAS MONKEY!!&lt;/strong&gt; o..and while we were playing we accidentally knocked down the bballers sign once... and a few close ones too..the rubbish was flying everywhere and the balloons burst one by one.there was a match when 3 bballers joined us to play...SUPER FUNNY..and i couldnt figure out who was in my team most of the time...so i think i made quite alot of bad passes..laura and i were dying of hunger at 2.00+ so we went to the canteen with subhash and bought a DRINK.&lt;strong&gt;BECAUSE ALL THE STALLS WERE CLOSEDDD...SO EVIL OKAY..  :(   &lt;/strong&gt;then after i drank..felt super full...and was bloated..then a few minutes later it weared off and i was dying again..lol...then chris called me HOLLY..&lt;em&gt;wow..&lt;/em&gt;i've now become a christmas ornament.. -.- bleagh..we walked out of the canteen and met serene..she had FOOD!!i packet of plain biscuits...the small one..with 6 pieces inside..then laura took it and made me chase her around the courtyard for it..EVIL LAURA :)) make me chase my food summore..thats how hungry we were..haha..then she stopped and we ate 3 biscuits each..yess..food!!^-^ then i didnt eat anything from then until dinner time..cuz i felt full..wierd..went back to playing..and left at around 4.20 after we put back the table and cleared up our half of the court..which was in a big mess.. yupps...thats about it..pretty long post rite.. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-112400300241815102?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112400300241815102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112400300241815102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-112384103900529513</id><published>2005-08-12T18:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-12T10:03:59.010Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;okay..updating now..after..a few days... =D ..yup..just came home from netball prac 1  1/2 hours ago??maybe it's just me..but fridays seem a little slack.. haha..i should be happy right?dunno la..forget it..was super tired in class today..why must i sit 1 seat away from the door??its like a teacher could be looking at u from next to the wall for all u know.. -.- .. or from second or third level..how to sleep?waa..i wanna sit at the other end of the class room. or near there maybe 1 seat away?grr..stupid seat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ehem.anyway...went to the marina carnival yesterday..wa..i lke the gunn!!i think there was a bazooka too..lol.but nvm..yupps..and i cant find my handphone!! ********************************* back to the subject..jean&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;,LYNN&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;---see!bigger!!!:) )&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;huimei &amp;amp; me went to shoot targets..(can go deaf k!!)then to the obstacle course shooting range..so fun..but the gun was damn heavy -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;open house tomorrow...people are gonna kill me for not going to tuition..heheheh..but..school more important!!:)) yes!!hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;is my blog that dark??no right?see tiffy!!its bright!!its happy!!but!!its dead.. -.- lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;k..thats about it.finish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-112384103900529513?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112384103900529513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112384103900529513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-112307010898691814</id><published>2005-08-03T20:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-03T11:55:08.990Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ughh...been having a stitch since this morning lor...on my right...SOME PEOPLE say your appendix is on ur LEFT arr??so smart.so i thought i had LIVER-ITIS.then i found out from another person it was on ur RIGHT.HAH.soo.... IM GONNA DIEEEE!!  eheh..wadeva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;training was pretty fun today.. we didnt run at malcom!yea mann!haha but so sway got TONS AND TONS of JUMPING.I ALMOST DIED.bleagh...got stitch still wan me to do this -shit'ake- ?? haha..actually arr..the whole fitness was running and jumping..except for the ball passing :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;got loads of work...12 more pages of geog workbook,art..6 9by9 pieces and 1 A4 size one,studying for zi du test tmr..and i havent started on ANYTHING yet.BRILLIANT right?im so smart i can HARDLY believe it.  -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LYNN.MY BLOG SO DEAD ARR?! actually i believe/noe that..lol wat u wan me to do?have a conversation wif myself??FINE.i will.HMPH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-112307010898691814?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112307010898691814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112307010898691814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/08/ughh.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-112298511723765156</id><published>2005-08-02T20:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-02T12:23:42.726Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahhh..shall tell u wats been going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Deprived of sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Running nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bit of cough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 projects to hand up by when??1 day from now. -gasp- fick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Page 1-52 of geog work bk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;still blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;brain not working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;slacking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;painful eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I CANT BLEED ANYMORE!!AHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;going mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;err..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;err??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;blah..im freaking out.and im still typing lor wth.oh yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;congrats to the bballers for winnng the match. :D&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;erm..think im gonna be deprived of MORE sleep today..then will kena scolding by coach for slacking?bleagh.why cant life be fairer on me -.- ok... ow my eyes hurt..shall go wreck my pea-sized brain to do geog and whatever projects i have to do. yeesh.. :) oh..and i like the weights room. :)) just not the smell ugh..can die wan!!=o seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sorry bout not blogging for so long..been bloody lazy. =D will type a SUPER DUPER LONG entry soon.promise..and maybe a few testimonials?and log on to msn for the first time since..the middle of last month? :)) ..ahhaa...yesh..adios amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-112298511723765156?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112298511723765156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112298511723765156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/08/wahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-112098900616248683</id><published>2005-07-10T18:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-10T09:50:06.173Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ugh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;feeling like im in faraway desolation now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i haf like tons and tons of homework to do can...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and wat haf i done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;bleagh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;my life is falling into miserable pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;cant ask for much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;wounded inside for no apparent reson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;behind the smiles,laughs and caring outside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;inside-its totally different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;heyy/..maddcap was great..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;lolx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;kinda..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;jean looked so happy during the show...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;haha..it was funny to watch her expressions,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;o yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Thx Lynn's brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;sorry for changing seats with u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;hope u didnt mind that much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Choir was GREAT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;saw quite a few people i knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;lalala............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Guides too!!they looked good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;u didnt shrink Nicole!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;but i dont think i grew taller either...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;pretty sure i shrank..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;lolx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;shall be a toopid nerdish freak now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;c yaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-112098900616248683?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112098900616248683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112098900616248683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/07/ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-112055733666989680</id><published>2005-07-05T18:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-05T09:55:36.676Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;im gonna thank &lt;em&gt;JEAN &lt;/em&gt;for helping me with the blog!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yupps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;doing my art work now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;research on Alexander Calder and Elizabeth Berrien..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sheesh..so boring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and i cant tag my own board!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;as much as how grateful i am to my buddie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;JEAN...u hafta teach me how the heck you do the template&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so irritating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;training is on tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;am i prepared?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;err..maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;this entry isnt gonna be very long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;got nothing to write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-112055733666989680?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112055733666989680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112055733666989680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-gonna-thank-jean-for-helping-me.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-112012812728952138</id><published>2005-06-30T18:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-30T10:42:07.310Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ACK..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i need help with my lit and history mann...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;or i'm gonna crumple down and DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;aahhhhhhhhhh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i just realised...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i spin coins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;when im stressed??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yupps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;absent-mindedly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kinda..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i feel like knocking myself unconcious with something HARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;VERY HARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A BIG DIAMOND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cuz its the hardest stuff on the planet!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;if there was somethng harder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gimme!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i've gone insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;listening to music...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;bored...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;was feeling high today though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wierd...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;stressed but high?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;riteee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;these songs r nice mann..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;too bad i dun understand them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAR HARR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yupps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hopefully im still a little high...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and dont go mood swinging..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;roar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i cant tag my own board!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so sian now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;my history has gone down the drain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;never to ever return again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;unless i jump down and face the problem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WHICH IS WHAT I'LL DO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HELPPP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;JEAN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so what's the final decision...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;heads?or tails?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;all i noe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;is i need help either way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and so do u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;quick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we havent gotten any work so far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;which is GOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and i wonder wats gonna happen for comp studies mann..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;free lesson?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ooh. 1hr 40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yea well...shall go ponder over other stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;see?thats a word i dont normally use...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;actually never...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kinda chim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;y cant u just say 'think about'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;rite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;adios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-112012812728952138?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112012812728952138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112012812728952138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/ack.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-112002254632809471</id><published>2005-06-29T13:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-29T05:22:26.336Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;back to school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i havent updated for a super long time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and when everyone did go back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the rules changed for the WORSE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for a supposedly 'GOOD RESULT'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YEA WELL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sheesh...it sucks mann.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can shake my head and hear WATER inside..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or expired grey matter maybe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u noe what jean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think u're right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you can give people as many chances as they want..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or as many chances as possible..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just for them to change for the better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like u thought they would given a chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but now we know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe it was just a waste of time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it isn't gonna work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they're never gonna change,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;though we believed in them and thought they would.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wont say i'll entirely give up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i never do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there'll just be a ray of hope in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whether it happens or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-112002254632809471?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112002254632809471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/112002254632809471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111926363079350419</id><published>2005-06-20T18:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-20T10:34:12.053Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="CDocumentsandSettingsMarleneMyDocumentsMyPicturesquizilla1971087715077.jpg" src="http://images.quizilla.com/2/2sweet2kno/1119250778_1087715077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue - You are cool and calm. No matter what you&lt;br /&gt;keep your cool and don't get angry much. Sure,&lt;br /&gt;everyone lets off some steam, but you know how&lt;br /&gt;to keep it off. You are relaxed and&lt;br /&gt;understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/2sweet2kno/quizzes/What%20Color%20Crayon%20Are%20You?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;What Color Crayon Are You? (with anime pics, lots of results) GIRLS ONLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111926363079350419?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111926363079350419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111926363079350419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/blue-you-are-cool-and-calm.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111919583444894988</id><published>2005-06-19T23:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-19T15:43:54.453Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;har har...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i got an OREO cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D whee!!!!!YAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was GREAT...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kinda...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha...hrm..dunno wat to write now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thxx alot for the wishes and nice pressies u guys got me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reaally nice of u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^-^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im tired...gonna stop now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mann...pathetic entry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so short...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but can u blame me if i'm tired?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well yea...actually...u can...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dammit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i haf to STOP cursing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sheesh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thx mummy for the GREAT TIMEEEEE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111919583444894988?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111919583444894988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111919583444894988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/har-har.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111911087933151966</id><published>2005-06-19T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-18T16:07:59.343Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;11.59 now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;50 Secs....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;40 Secs......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3o Secs.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;20 Secs....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10 SECS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5  SECS.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;12.00 A.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happie birthday too me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happie birthday tooo me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happie birthdayy to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee....!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happie birthday to mee..!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'M  13!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;heh...a sad one though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;no..no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i must be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPIE&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;YESH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'M A HAPPIE &lt;strong&gt;13&lt;/strong&gt; YEAR OLD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111911087933151966?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111911087933151966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111911087933151966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/11.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111911021904283353</id><published>2005-06-18T23:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-18T15:56:59.046Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hehehehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;blogging timeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hrm...my grandparents are leaving for malaysia tmr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so unfair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;of ALL DAYS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;y tomorrow??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;darn it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sheesh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so sad mann/...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thinking of doing...a quiz now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;nah...done too many already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ah wells...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111911021904283353?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111911021904283353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111911021904283353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/hehehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111898102236658034</id><published>2005-06-17T12:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-17T04:03:42.376Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;whee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hurh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wierd...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;was bored yesterday...so just did alot of wierd quizes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;came out with really wierd answers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;imma guardian angel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;who am i guarding??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BORED...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;my birthday coming soon!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this SUNDAY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and i want PRESSIES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hehe...juz joking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;same as on father's day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this entry is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;err....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dum dee dum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wat was i talking about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;my entry is PRETTIE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;IT'S ORANGE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nice right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I cant sign in to my MSN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this song is nice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this is bloody randomish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ah wells....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;havent started on my homework yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;just the online assignment for math...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;attempted to do my CME,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but realised i could only find info on TAN TOCK SENG?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;riteeeee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then i just started crapping around on my com afterwards...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;im so naughty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and lazy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then i realised i was burning out the com...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cuz it was on from 10 in the morn to 6.30 at night??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;0.o   ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yupps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;blah blah blah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so sad......i haf to start on my work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;or this isn't gonna work out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*shakes head disappointedly..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mann...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;im gonna cry listening to this song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;o no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i forgot about my tuition work too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;argh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*cries*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;bleagh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;fine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;stupid life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;be that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hurh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;=p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i never liked u anywayyy!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;grr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hmph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but in your dreams am i EVER gonna give up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111898102236658034?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111898102236658034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111898102236658034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/hahahawheehurh-wierd.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111891580752894539</id><published>2005-06-16T18:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-16T09:57:10.436Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Assassin" src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1112528958_B_assassin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are an&lt;br /&gt;assassin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means you are a proffessional and do your&lt;br /&gt;job without mixing any emotions in it. In your&lt;br /&gt;life you have probably been hurt many times and&lt;br /&gt;have gotten some mental scars. This results in&lt;br /&gt;you being distant from people. Though many&lt;br /&gt;think that you are evil, you are not. What you&lt;br /&gt;really are is a person, trying to forget your&lt;br /&gt;pain and past. You are the person who never&lt;br /&gt;seems to care and that is why being an assassin&lt;br /&gt;fits you good. Atleast, that's what people&lt;br /&gt;think. Even if you don't care that much for&lt;br /&gt;your victims, you still have the ability to&lt;br /&gt;care and to generally feel. It is not lost,&lt;br /&gt;just a little forgotten. In crowds you tend to&lt;br /&gt;not get to noticed, and dress in black or other&lt;br /&gt;discrete colours. You don't being in the&lt;br /&gt;spotlight and wish people would just leave you&lt;br /&gt;alone. But once you do get close to someone you&lt;br /&gt;have a hard time letting go and get real down&lt;br /&gt;if you loose him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Main weapon:&lt;/b&gt; Sniper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote:&lt;/b&gt; "The walls we build around&lt;br /&gt;us to keep out the sadness also keep out the&lt;br /&gt;joy" -Jim Rohn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Facial expression:&lt;/b&gt; Narrowed eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20Type%20of%20Killer%20Are%20You?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;What Type of Killer Are You? [cool pictures]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111891580752894539?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111891580752894539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111891580752894539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/you-are-assassin.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111891514360990300</id><published>2005-06-16T17:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-16T09:45:56.126Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Goddess" src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/Nariel-flame/1108546322_CMyDocumentsfire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Goddess of Fire and Happiness. You are a ball&lt;br /&gt;of energy. Always compassionate and full of&lt;br /&gt;life, you can make anyone feel happy and you&lt;br /&gt;are exceptionally uplifting. You are an&lt;br /&gt;individual beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Nariel-flame/quizzes/Which%20gorgeous%20goddess%20are%20you?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Which gorgeous goddess are you? For girls! (breath taking pics!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111891514360990300?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111891514360990300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111891514360990300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/goddess-of-fire-and-happiness.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111891470490034342</id><published>2005-06-16T17:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-16T09:38:40.320Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8bddbd0)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/Elemental-Cat-Demon/1110932299_h252520bow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the warrior anime girl.You are the type&lt;br /&gt;that can start a fight and win.You are very&lt;br /&gt;strong and can beat anyone up (but just don't&lt;br /&gt;^_~) and some people can be afraid of you but&lt;br /&gt;alot of people admire your strength and want to&lt;br /&gt;be just like you well the people that want to&lt;br /&gt;fight.You can defend yourself very easily and&lt;br /&gt;can probably handle some kind of weapon.You&lt;br /&gt;have a short temper(like me)and get angry&lt;br /&gt;easily but you can be really nice at times&lt;br /&gt;^_^and once a fighter always a fighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Elemental-Cat-Demon/quizzes/If%20You%20Were%20An%20Anime%20Character%20What%20Would%20You%20Look%20Like?(Girls"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;If You Were An Anime Character What Would You Look Like?(Girls Only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111891470490034342?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111891470490034342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111891470490034342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/you-are-warrior-anime-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111891337527607807</id><published>2005-06-16T17:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-16T09:16:34.943Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Fire element" src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1112622960_re.Element.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your element is Fire. Like fire, you have a hot&lt;br /&gt;temper and you can be warm and loving as well&lt;br /&gt;and angry and wild. It all really comes down to&lt;br /&gt;what you are feeling. You have a lot of close&lt;br /&gt;friends who you are very protective over, and&lt;br /&gt;with your temper probably some enemies too. You&lt;br /&gt;are not Miss Popular in school since you are&lt;br /&gt;your own person and don't want to be forced&lt;br /&gt;into behaving this or that way. You are the&lt;br /&gt;untamed wild horse, the kind that everyone&lt;br /&gt;wants to catch. But you don't want to be tied&lt;br /&gt;down for the moment and just keep going with&lt;br /&gt;your little crushes. Your will is strong and if&lt;br /&gt;you set your mind to do something, you will&lt;br /&gt;most likely succeed. But beware, your friends&lt;br /&gt;may not always accept your mood-swinging&lt;br /&gt;behaviour. Even if you don't mean to be mean,&lt;br /&gt;they can still feel hurt. You just need to&lt;br /&gt;start thinking some things through before you&lt;br /&gt;do them, and not always jump in with so much&lt;br /&gt;courage. One day you may be hurt because of&lt;br /&gt;that, but then again, your element isn't fire&lt;br /&gt;if you start to analyse situations before you&lt;br /&gt;act. After all, your nature is to shoot first&lt;br /&gt;and ask the questions later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20is%20your%20element?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;What is your element? [with pics + 7 outcomes + detailed answeres!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111891337527607807?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111891337527607807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111891337527607807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/your-element-is-fire.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111891310398362817</id><published>2005-06-16T17:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-16T09:12:21.380Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8a0c590)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/strawbrrywishes23/1103919816_ireelement.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Your Hidden Power Is &lt;b&gt;Fire&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a strong and courageou soul. You show&lt;br /&gt;no fear when it comes to protecting the ones&lt;br /&gt;you love. You know when choosing between right&lt;br /&gt;and wrong. You also are quite the rebel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gem Stone:&lt;/b&gt;Ruby, &lt;b&gt;Eye&lt;br /&gt;Color:&lt;/b&gt;Red,&lt;b&gt;Hair Color:&lt;/b&gt;Red with Blonde&lt;br /&gt;streaks pulled back into a pony tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote:&lt;/b&gt;If you're lost I'll keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;and if your low just hold on..cause I will be&lt;br /&gt;your safety.....don't leave home.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/strawbrrywishes23/quizzes/What%20Is%20Your%20True%20Hidden%20Power?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;What Is Your True Hidden Power? .::Beautiful Anime Pics::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111891310398362817?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111891310398362817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111891310398362817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/your-hidden-power-is-fire-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111891186835107771</id><published>2005-06-16T17:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-16T08:52:08.186Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="HASH(0x89aeb74)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/starlitnight38/1103763355_esyukirin6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a very mellow, care-free person. Your&lt;br /&gt;exactly what calm, cool, and collected mean.&lt;br /&gt;You never overreact or panic in a bad situation&lt;br /&gt;and you always know what to do. Everyone goes&lt;br /&gt;to you for advice because you never lose your&lt;br /&gt;head so your very reliable. You tend to take&lt;br /&gt;everything in stride, like in school your moto&lt;br /&gt;is just sit back and relax not to say you dont&lt;br /&gt;pay attention and work, but you dont overexert&lt;br /&gt;yourself. Even though people come to you for&lt;br /&gt;counciling(sp?) you can still be very quiet,&lt;br /&gt;your not good with making new friends, but your&lt;br /&gt;extremely close to the ones you have. Remember&lt;br /&gt;its ok to put your emotions out there even&lt;br /&gt;though there is a chance they might get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Also in school sometimes its good to stress out&lt;br /&gt;a little, just because you think you dont need&lt;br /&gt;to study doesnt mean you should'nt, and also&lt;br /&gt;try to push yourself more even though you might&lt;br /&gt;be good where you are doesnt mean you can't be&lt;br /&gt;better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/starlitnight38/quizzes/Whats%20Your%20Personality(with%20PICS)/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Whats Your Personality(with PICS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111891186835107771?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111891186835107771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111891186835107771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/youre-very-mellow-care-free-person.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111891147521806802</id><published>2005-06-16T16:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-16T08:44:54.036Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Caring soul" src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1105879328_Carig_soul.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your soul is caring.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other people are your concern, even if you&lt;br /&gt;don't know them. If you see a person trip you&lt;br /&gt;worry is he is okay. You put your loved ones&lt;br /&gt;first and you're very mature. When someones&lt;br /&gt;sick you're nurturing and always try to help&lt;br /&gt;family and friends when failure strikes them.&lt;br /&gt;You can be called the motherly one, if you are&lt;br /&gt;in a group of people, which doesn't have to be&lt;br /&gt;bad. Love is something that's already in you&lt;br /&gt;and you have a lot to give whether you believe&lt;br /&gt;it or not. Your friends probably love you very&lt;br /&gt;much and come to when they need help since&lt;br /&gt;you're reliable. People can feel secure with&lt;br /&gt;you and generally like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/How%20is%20your%20soul?(pics)/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;How is your soul?(pics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111891147521806802?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111891147521806802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111891147521806802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/your-soul-is-caring.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111891006258937861</id><published>2005-06-16T16:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-16T08:21:24.376Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8a0c4dc)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/Iceangel143/1090512961_Whitewings.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have White Wings! Pure and innocent, your&lt;br /&gt;kindness attracts other people toward you. You&lt;br /&gt;can be shy and quite, but when others know you&lt;br /&gt;better, they realize you are fun and bubbly.&lt;br /&gt;You hate it when other around you are sad, and&lt;br /&gt;always see the good in everyone and everything.&lt;br /&gt;Chances are you either help in the shelter, or&lt;br /&gt;are a tutor in school. You are very kind and&lt;br /&gt;friendly, but also quite nave. Dont be fooled&lt;br /&gt;by looks. Some things do go bump in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Iceangel143/quizzes/What%20Color%20are%20your%20wings?(Mainly"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;What Color are your wings?(Mainly for Girls)Beautiful Pix!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111891006258937861?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111891006258937861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111891006258937861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/you-have-white-wings-pure-and-innocent.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111890952609294652</id><published>2005-06-16T16:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-16T08:12:35.960Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="ANIMAL" src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/Iceangel143/1078078289_uresAnimal.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an animal soul! Arent you lucky! You are&lt;br /&gt;very interactive with animals and can&lt;br /&gt;understand them even if you dont speak their&lt;br /&gt;tongue. The birds arent afraid of you, deer can&lt;br /&gt;eat out of your palm, and every dog will roll&lt;br /&gt;over for you. As an Animal Soul, you follow&lt;br /&gt;your instinct, sometimes making rash decisions,&lt;br /&gt;and not thinking properly. If you dont&lt;br /&gt;understand something, you reject and push it&lt;br /&gt;away, and can get very disastrous when angry.&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, youre a very kind person who&lt;br /&gt;can make people feel better, and are&lt;br /&gt;understanding and compassionate. One of the&lt;br /&gt;great things about you is that your rarely&lt;br /&gt;jealous, and know that you have to share and&lt;br /&gt;help other people if you want to survive this&lt;br /&gt;world. You are very loyal and optimistic, and&lt;br /&gt;can make it through the toughest times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Iceangel143/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20SOUL%20do%20you%20posses?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;What Kind of SOUL do you posses? (For Girls only) Incredible Anime Pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111890952609294652?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111890952609294652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111890952609294652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/you-have-animal-soul-arent-you-lucky.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111890846481488188</id><published>2005-06-16T16:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-16T07:54:24.816Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Unicorns are pure...." src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/Iceangel143/1073244976_cturespure.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your a Unicorn! Unicorns are pure, innocent,&lt;br /&gt;magestic creatures that have a spiraling white&lt;br /&gt;horn growing out of their forehead, and a white&lt;br /&gt;graceful, horses body. Unicorns represent the&lt;br /&gt;sign of purity, innocence, freindship, healing,&lt;br /&gt;rejuvenation, and truth. Your horn is rare&lt;br /&gt;prize, but you tend to be naive, lured by a&lt;br /&gt;childs cry. Unicorns are rare, beautiful and&lt;br /&gt;shy mythical creatures, and you are lucky to be&lt;br /&gt;one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Iceangel143/quizzes/What%20Mythical%20Beast%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;What Mythical Beast are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&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/10478306-111890846481488188?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111890846481488188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111890846481488188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/your-unicorn-unicorns-are-pure.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111890794230452427</id><published>2005-06-16T15:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-16T07:46:20.623Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Tis an ice dragon breathes...when the first snowflake doesnt melt...." src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/Iceangel143/1073226282_icturesice.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your an ice dragon! Congrats! Out of all the&lt;br /&gt;dragons, you are most powerful but do not like&lt;br /&gt;to show it. A rare and special creature, you&lt;br /&gt;have artistic style and are great at expressing&lt;br /&gt;yourself. You think friends and Familly are the&lt;br /&gt;most important, and are a hopeless romantic.&lt;br /&gt;But of course, as ice goes, you can be a little&lt;br /&gt;cold or harsh at times. But not to worry, you&lt;br /&gt;always apoligize later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Iceangel143/quizzes/What%20elemental%20dragon%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;What elemental dragon are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111890794230452427?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111890794230452427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111890794230452427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/your-ice-dragon-congrats-out-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111890886230733149</id><published>2005-06-16T07:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-16T08:01:12.136Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Unicorn" src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/Iceangel143/1074267223_resplayful.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your a playful unicorn! Wow, you must like games&lt;br /&gt;very much. All playful unicorns live near&lt;br /&gt;oceans or lakes and are all open to humans and&lt;br /&gt;other cretures. Playful unicorns tend to like&lt;br /&gt;to play alot with any human or animal, but&lt;br /&gt;quite frankly, most of the time, thats all they&lt;br /&gt;do. Playful unicorns are very nice and kind,&lt;br /&gt;and always like to help. Sometimes they tend to&lt;br /&gt;be lazy, but who doesnt? Playful unicorns&lt;br /&gt;horns, if drank from, can detect poison and&lt;br /&gt;turn green. All playful unicorns, unlike other&lt;br /&gt;unicorns, know the human speech very well, and&lt;br /&gt;always seem to stay in the phase of a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Iceangel143/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20Unicorn%20are%20you?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;What kind of Unicorn are you? (With beautiful pictures)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111890886230733149?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111890886230733149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111890886230733149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/your-playful-unicorn-wow-you-must-like.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111890738597930579</id><published>2005-06-16T07:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-16T07:36:45.620Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="warrior" src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/Iceangel143/1077972265_rriorangel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your a Guradien Angel! Guardien Angels are also&lt;br /&gt;knows as Warrior Angels, because they are the&lt;br /&gt;army of God. Not always meaning that they are&lt;br /&gt;in war, simply that their job is to protect&lt;br /&gt;unwary humans from dark dragons, or other evil&lt;br /&gt;demons. Warrior Angels are not always friendly&lt;br /&gt;with humans, but they will watch over them all&lt;br /&gt;the time. Humans say that when a miracle&lt;br /&gt;happens, thank your guradien angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Iceangel143/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20ANGEL%20are%20you?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;What Kind of ANGEL are you? (For Girls only) This Quiz has amazingly Beautiful Pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111890738597930579?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111890738597930579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111890738597930579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/your-guradien-angel-guardien-angels.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111874862197960030</id><published>2005-06-14T11:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-14T11:30:21.983Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="1" border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="4" width="200px" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;"&gt;How to make a Monkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts pride&lt;br /&gt;1 part crazyiness&lt;br /&gt;5 parts leadership&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blend at a low speed for 30 seconds. Add lovability to taste! Do not overindulge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="&lt;a href="&gt;Username:http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input&lt;&gt;%20name="uname"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input%20type=submit%20value="how%20do%20you%20make%20a'&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111874862197960030?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111874862197960030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111874862197960030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/rite.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111867734042253394</id><published>2005-06-13T23:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-13T15:42:20.430Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blogging time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yupps...blogging time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wat to blog about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lemme think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blogging time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i noe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nothing to blog about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wish i had a speech to dedicate to jean...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm a failure!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I dedicate this speech to JEAN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;UR IN TROUBLE!!!!!!!hehehe.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;for no apparent reason whatsoever...but anyway... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;JEAN!!u must stay HAPPIEISH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and when u're DOWN...think of GOOD times...funny ones too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*like Lynn arr...* ...  =D ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sorry Lynn...hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AND STAY HAPPIEISH-ER k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;remember God's ALWAYS by ur side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Be it good or bad times....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and so will iiiiiiiiiiii....=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thx for being my bestie for 6  and a half years....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and more to come....haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;YUPPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hang On DuDe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Just A Little MoRe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cool this is turning out to be quite long eh?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;proud of mishelf...muahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i even did it in PINK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;u noe how bad it looks on my blogg???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ok wait....noooooo...it's still in PINK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;eewishy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;BLACK IS NICER..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;than PINK..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=D ....imma sorry to pinkers... -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111867734042253394?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111867734042253394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111867734042253394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/06/right.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111719056282397726</id><published>2005-05-27T18:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-27T10:42:42.826Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There. I did it!!sorry a 100 times!!by TYPING...not copying and pasting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we really didn't mean it!!!not after u explained and stuff!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;really.....hope u forgive us....sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my day was crapped up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;didn't want it to be..didn't expect it to be either...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                                                    Feeling Guilty :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111719056282397726?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111719056282397726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111719056282397726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/05/sorry-sorry-sorry-sorry-sorry-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111474532747200115</id><published>2005-04-29T17:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-29T03:28:47.476Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where we're gonna be when we turn 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I keep thinking times will never change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep on thinking things will always be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But when we leave this year we won't be coming back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No more hanging out cause we're on a different track&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And if you got something that you need to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You better say it right now cause you don't have another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These memories are playing like a film without sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I keep thinking of the night in June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Didn't know much of love, but it came too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And There was me and you, and then it got real blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stay at home talkin' on the telephone and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We would get so excited, we'd get so scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laughing at our selves thinking life's not fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As we go on, we remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All the times we had together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And as our lives change, from whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We will still be, friends forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So if we get the big jobs and we make the big money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we look back now, will that joke still be funny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will we still remember everything we learned in school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Still be trying to break every single rule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can Heather find a job that won't interfere with her tan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As we go on, we remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change, from whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be, friends forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;La, la, la, la; yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;La, la, la, la, we will still be friends forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can we survive it out there? Can we make it somehow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess I thought that this would never end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And suddenly it's like we're women and men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will the past be a shadow that will follow us round?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will these memories fade when I leave this town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As we go on, we remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change, from whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be, friends forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As we go on, we remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change, from whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be, friends forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As we go on, we remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change, from whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be, friends forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111474532747200115?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111474532747200115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111474532747200115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/04/and-so-we-talked-all-night-about-rest.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111450153183604481</id><published>2005-04-26T16:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-26T07:45:31.836Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bored...nothing to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tired...come to think of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;almost fell asleep during test today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;need rest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MORE LETTERS!!!!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111450153183604481?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111450153183604481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111450153183604481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/04/bored.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111434267071919325</id><published>2005-04-24T19:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-24T11:37:50.720Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;imma here to update my blog....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jean keeps nagging me about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yea jean...i hear u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sheesh...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so wat should  type?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jean...ur blurrrrrrr.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;remember?yup yup!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=P...walk walk walk...up to 3 se...looks for zara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where is she?standing outsde clas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jean being so blur..walks right pass and looks around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i pull her shirt and hold on to it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she carries on and cant walk any futher...i stand there laughing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;point to Zara and she goes "OH!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=) ....BLURRR....in a good way yea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha...the end...blog again soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111434267071919325?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111372603736538925?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111372603736538925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111372603736538925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-updating-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-111086987475718378</id><published>2005-03-15T15:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-15T06:57:54.760Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;........so sad...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;friday was the last peer leading session...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniffle* &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...........sigh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well...on that day....we just sat there and talked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha...fun......except....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it wasnt really a great subject to talk about.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;XIN YING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i forgot to give you your present......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stupid me.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;didnt want to interrupt you while you were with your group...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i waited...and then........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i forgot to give it to you....so sorry....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;got a terrible memory........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one more thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;letter??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm....i dont realli like the holidays....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;got nothing to do...except............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;STUDYING.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sigh*....boring....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not enuff that my brain has turned to mush...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it HAS to become mushier..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-.-" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wierd right?who doesnt like the holidays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ME...muahahaaha.....lame....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;odd one out*.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but if you were in my shoes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you would know the OTHER reason....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*its not anything to do with friends.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-111086987475718378?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111086987475718378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/111086987475718378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-110828022862413746</id><published>2005-02-13T15:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-13T07:38:12.886Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;How old are you?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;12 and going on 13!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;How tall are you?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;166&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What class are you in?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1GR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What school are you in?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;S.C.G.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What time do you wake up?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;on school days or wat?on school days 5.00 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What time do you go to bed?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;depends whether i finished my school work and finished studying or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What do you find irritating?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;nagging,and being told wat to do when you already know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What are your hobbies?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;bowling(i'm not that good at it),netball,basketball,pool,badminton and lots more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What are your favourite subjects?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Who are you friends?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Everyone lorr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Are you blur?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What are you thinking of?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Blank minded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What are you doing?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Drinking orange juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Who do you talk to most?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tiffany G,Tiffany K,Nayasha Cheng,Cherie Neo,Sara Choong,Eunice Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What do you hate doing?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Stuff that people order me to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What are your CCAs?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Netball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Do you like hot or cold?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Do you like bright or dark?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What are your hobbies?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Who is/are your netball coach/s?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nicole,alethia,almus...erm..im not really sure how to spell..sorrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What do you do most of the time?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;walk around,talk,play com,play basketball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Who do you hang out with?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sara Choong,Tiffany G,Tiffany K,Cherie Neo,Eunice LIm,Natasha Cheng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What do you normally do when you are bored?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;what i do for my hobbies lorr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Are you bored of doing this quiz?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;not really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What time is it?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3.30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Do you forgive and forget?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yep..most of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;How long does it take for you to get over a mental breakdown?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1 day..at least...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;How often do you get pissed?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hmm..i dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What do you think of your parents?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;strict!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What do you wish for?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;better grades..and sports shoes..and to noe more people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What are you thinking of most of the time?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;whether i should go study or not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Who do you miss?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My peer leaders!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What sport do you feel like playing now?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;netball or basketball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Who do you wanna see?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Who is your best friend?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tiffany G,TiffanyK,Sara Choong,Eunice Lim,Cherie Neo,Natasha Cheng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What was the last movie you watched?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CONSTANTINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What movie do you want to watch now?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A series of unfortunate events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Are/is your netball coach/s nice?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YEA!!they ROCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;How do you find him/her/them?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so hyper... -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;What are your feelings now?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;blank..i wanna go back to school!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Name the seniors you know?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nicole,Nicole,Xin Ying,Zara,Almus,Alethia,Isabel,Joan,Nicolette..hmm...quite a few more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Aren't you tired of this?&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YES..and its finally over.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The End&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-110828022862413746?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/110828022862413746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/110828022862413746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/02/how-old-are-you12-and-going-on-13-how.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-110741652774807641</id><published>2005-02-03T15:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-03T07:44:05.073Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Orange!!Yaay!!Yummy!!*munches with a huge grin* im so happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i just noe im gonna flunk geog..bleagh..gone mad haven't i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yup..im plain mad and insane and spastic and abnormal and cute????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NO WAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh my gosh...Joan(from sec 2) keeps saying im cute!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im NOT..i repeat..NOT cute for any reason!!-.- eew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how could i be cute?! i don't believe it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nonononononononononononono.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that's just plain wrong...wrong i say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yea..i was supposed to stay back to try out for the high-jump today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guess what..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there was no squishy thing for us to land on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was like..haaaah??then how can we jump??our butts will be broken way before the competition starts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so everyone was like..ok ok..let's do it anmother time..but the ppl who are running still have to stay back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so that's why i'm back so early!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Plus..we did something really really bad today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we got Ms Audrey Tan REALLY pissed off until she just walked out of class without saying anything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i thought she was going to ask anothe class about something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;till she walked pass the back-door..then i saw her face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh my gosh..so darn scary u noe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her face was all red and looked like a STONE..JEEZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;scared me just to look at it!!*shudders*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then the class reps went to call her back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then ms Tan..at first she started talking really quietly..like a mouse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then suddenly..she said "ur parent's ..........................but u r all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BRATS!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and when she said that..the poor girls in the front kinda jumped back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cuz of the sudden change in the tone of her voice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways..that's all i wanna say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-110741652774807641?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/110741652774807641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/110741652774807641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/02/orangeyaayyummymunches-with-huge-grin.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-110707232904303110</id><published>2005-01-30T16:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-30T08:05:29.043Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UGH&lt;/strong&gt;..eww..bleagh..i got a bloody cold..keep on sneezing...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nothing really gd to blog about...its been damn boring everyday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nothing to do..and my stupid msn i &lt;strong&gt;down&lt;/strong&gt;..i don't believe it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;argh...bloody suay thing... -.-" ..*sniffle* ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i shall go read other blogs and download a new msn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;muahahaha..i've gone mad..not good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i stiill have to study for geog and science today!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Netball is gonna take up my time tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not that i mind that is...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-110707232904303110?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/110707232904303110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/110707232904303110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/01/ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-110707307016056119</id><published>2005-01-30T08:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-30T08:17:50.160Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Your Passion is Purple!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a ton of passion, but you don't always wear it on your sleeve.&lt;br /&gt;If something truly excites you, you let your inner intensity shine through.&lt;br /&gt;But otherwise, your passion tends to morph into energy ... which you never lack.&lt;br /&gt;You're a balanced woman, knowing when to turn on the fire in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/passionatequiz.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Color is Your Passion? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life &lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/purple-passion.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-110707307016056119?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/110707307016056119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/110707307016056119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/01/your-passion-is-purple-youve-got-ton.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478306.post-110699104153790235</id><published>2005-01-29T17:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-29T09:42:09.050Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Muahahaha..i created a new bloggie!!...again!!ahahahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the &lt;strong&gt;THIRD &lt;/strong&gt;time i think..cuz i keep forgetting the pass word.. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it gotta do wif my &lt;em&gt;bad &lt;/em&gt;memory i think..yup..its so irritating lor..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o yea..my peer leaders are very nice..erm...both of them..zara and nicole..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cuz we kinda didnt noe our register numbers then..so..yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nicole always got sweets..but that's not the point..and she is cool and damn funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and zara is realli nice too..she gives good advice..haha..yup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;argh..this is soo depressing..i was only &lt;strong&gt;playing &lt;/strong&gt;her *no names mentioned* on the day of the leadership course..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just splashed her with abit of water..and she got angry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at least..i think she's angry...but i didn't mean to make her angry larr..sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gotta go now..hope u forgive me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478306-110699104153790235?l=what-can-i-do.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/110699104153790235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478306/posts/default/110699104153790235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-can-i-do.blogspot.com/2005/01/muahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>-Messed Up*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16853052120811465297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
