<?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-13102224</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:05:53.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the unglamourous</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113782416318945536</id><published>2006-01-21T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T14:16:03.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;new blog(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;glossylips-.diaryland.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;get the username and password from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;if i want to give it to you, you'll get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;if i don't, that's just too bad. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;TAA DARLINGS. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113782416318945536?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113782416318945536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113782416318945536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113782416318945536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113782416318945536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-blog-glossylips.html' title=''/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113767211358412783</id><published>2006-01-19T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T20:01:53.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;a rush of emotions running through my head..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't know what to feel or do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess friends just aren't friends anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;should have thought i'd be used to all these mockery by now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;but no, i just have to be such a fucking weakling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;don't mind my language..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm just not in the best of moods right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;NO ONE IS MY FRIEND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll just live with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;`i pray that i can learn to forgive and forget :(&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/13102224-113767211358412783?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113767211358412783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113767211358412783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113767211358412783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113767211358412783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2006/01/rush-of-emotions-running-through-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113758926818448713</id><published>2006-01-18T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T21:01:08.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't love you no more (i'm sorry); craig david&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;new year, new tagboard i guess. time to start afresh and forget the past. though it's already been one month into the year. hahas. i tell you! i've never copied so much notes at one go EVER in my entire life! see. this proves that i'm actually putting in the effort to study hard. *BEAMS* aren't you just proud of me? heh heh heh! =D oh. today was jeannie's farewell party :(( so sad la. i cried. we were singing you raise me up for her and halfway through, so many of us started crying. LOL. can imagine right! sammie says it's so eventful. LOL. she's leaving next wed at 10pm i think. she's going to perth. SO SAD PLEASE! ahhwells. must be happy for her. she's studying overseas. hahas. i'm talking nonsense. heh heh heh. sabo-ed jeannie during the games la. so funny. she had to do a forfeit in which we made her pole dance. HAHA. so funny. I LOVE HISTORY. so random right. hahhahas. history is really nice nice nice! :)) literature too. hahahas. i just can't take maths. i dunno why. hahas. i so sotong. see numbers only blur already. HAHA. nicole = unmathematical. if there is such a word that is. hahahas. SEE! i'm talking nonsense again. ohgosh. i'm starting to talk to myself! ahhh. ignore my nonsensical crap. hahas. tomorrow. I'M FINALLY GOING HOME FOR LUNCH. gosh. been out every single day since last week. tiring seh. and you know what! i ABSOLUTELY LOVE my guitar classmate's SHOE. it's so damn nice please! i want it! ohyes. i want lip gloss too! =D i want handbags too! many many of them! buy for me please! XD hahahas. okays la. i shall end here and not be a naggy old granny. heh heh heh. TAA DARLINGS! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;`I LOVE JEANNIE! :))&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/13102224-113758926818448713?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113758926818448713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113758926818448713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113758926818448713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113758926818448713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2006/01/dont-love-you-no-more-im-sorry-craig.html' title=''/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113722569995203159</id><published>2006-01-14T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T16:01:41.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hellos everyone. new skin again. hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;randomfact: guitar lesson is in an hours time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hahas. i'm bored la. i shall talk about this morning's secondary one induction ceremony. hahas. woke up at 6. ate breakfast while watching teevee till i realised i was going to be late if i don't leave soon. HEH. so left house and reached there earlier than i expected. there was absolutely NO traffic. lols. waited for dionne to come. then we went toilet to change into our jeans. after which we proceeded to the music studio to tie our hair. chye wanted some kinda funkayye hairdo for all of us. HAHA. guess what i ended up in. IT COULDN'T BE ANYMORE HORRENDOUS PLEASE! 2 ponytails at the SIDE. THE SIDE! like some preschooler. HAHA. and yellow hairband. mind you, the rubber band had RIBBONS. we could like cross the road to calvery baptist kindergarten and sit in a row to take kindergarten class photos! LOL. i think i looked so horrendous la! then they say i look cute -.- lols! thank god no one brought their cameras! or maybe i just left before they could take them out. but during the performance there was this photographer! AHHH! THE HORROR! and msjou was videotaking it please! ohman. i feel so embarrassed! i could hear the secondary ones giggling please! =S so embarrassing. infront of my juniors summore. ECKS. so mortifying. BUT IT WAS FUN. lols! and food was provided after that so i ate the food they gave for lunch. THE CHILLI WAS REALLY NICE! hahahas. it was beehoon, chilli fishballs and sausages. hahas. ohman. i love the chilli. it reminded me of my primary school chilli sauce from the fishball noodle stall. ahhhh. i wanna go back and eat the food. cedar is nice and all but the food is just horrible la. okayfine. maybe not horrible but i don't really like it. hahahas. i miss the curry mee from my primary school. LOL. oh oh oh. i just thought of another random fact! AM I GREAT OR AM I GREAT! =DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;randomfact #2: i want people to treat me to CAFECARTEL on my birthday! *beams!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;do that and i'll be really really really happy! hahhas. okay la. i shall stop my nonsensical nonsense now. LOL. bye darlings! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113722569995203159?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113722569995203159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113722569995203159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113722569995203159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113722569995203159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2006/01/hellos-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113707052495714735</id><published>2006-01-12T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T20:55:25.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainrain keep on going.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hellos all! i'm utterly bored! *slumps on table*. hahas. walked in the rain today while going back from choir prac. too lazy to get my umbrella out. hahas. plus i stay so near. kinda waste time. hahaas. walking in the rain is fun. hahas. you know, i have so many things to say. but well, now that i'm blogging, i feel like i have nothing to say anymore. LOL. guess got no inspiration about what to blog about anymore eh. it seems everyone's down :\ well.. i'm feeling down too.. sigh.. well. guess i'll stop here. dunno what to say. hahas. byess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113707052495714735?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113707052495714735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113707052495714735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113707052495714735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113707052495714735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2006/01/rainrain-keep-on-going.html' title='rainrain keep on going.'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113698131119148175</id><published>2006-01-11T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T20:08:31.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hellos all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hellos. back to blog more. i'm SICK! :\ i feel horrible. i have a headache and flu. i've been sneezing since morning. i reckon my nose is redder than rudolph's already. HAHA. had choir today. couldn't sing properly cos of my flu. also had history and geog test today. gahhhh. i tink i failed my history. i didn't study. AT ALL! =X don't feel like going school tmr. i feel very sick. ahahs. i think i sang really horribly today during rehearsal. hahas. tmr we're gonna have full dress rehearsal. with our jeans and all. i feel so tired and it's only the second week. ohman. i'm gonna die this year :\ pray that i'll come out of this in one piece. heh. i'm not made for studying man. i can't study for NUTS. hahahas. choir's taking up all my time :\ bleah. unfairness. hahas. man. i'm so tired. can't blog already. gonna fall asleep already. heh. goodbyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113698131119148175?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113698131119148175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113698131119148175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113698131119148175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113698131119148175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2006/01/hellos-all.html' title='hellos all.'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113690090716978600</id><published>2006-01-10T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T21:48:27.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thehotchick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;hellos. just finished watching the hot chick on channel five. hahas. i think that show is really sweet. i cried. &lt;strong&gt;as usual. &lt;/strong&gt;hahas. i know you guys are gonna tell me that i cry for every show that i watch. HAHA. maybe i'm just a little bit too over emotional. okayla. ALOT. hahas. it was so touching la. so romantic! hahas. guess maybe because of &lt;strong&gt;that &lt;/strong&gt;i start crying over romantic shows. LOL. overly emotional and sensitive. heh. it was really touching what jessica, in clive's body at the prom, told april la. it's really sweet. it made me cry. HAHA. well. mummy wants me off the computer. so i'll go now la. taa darlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;`maybe it's just over the fact that you've never told me those words that i cried..&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/13102224-113690090716978600?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113690090716978600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113690090716978600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113690090716978600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113690090716978600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2006/01/thehotchick.html' title='thehotchick.'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113681656446825919</id><published>2006-01-09T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T22:22:45.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happyhariraya:))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hellos darlings:)) starting to cheer up abit already although it's been raining every single day :\ hahas. daddy! must jiayous k! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;went to kap (king albert's park or smth like that) today. met hoho at junction8 before making our way there cos blur me didn't know how to get there and if i were to attempt to go there alone, i was sure to get lost. HAHA. we arranged to go there to study but we ended up making alot of noise talking. HEH. there were SQUEALISH SAMMIE, hoho, caleb, sharonchan, janicesoon, cheryl and me! we were doing stupid things in good old mcdonalds. hahas. it was FUN. rushed home after that but ended up late. as usual. hahas. but didn't get caught cos mummy wasn't home. HEH. tomorrow's hari raya. HAPPY HARI RAYA ALL YOU PEOPLE! :)) lets all stay home and rot and do more hmwk. HEH. my maths teacher reckons a one day holiday is very LONG. hahahas. she's MAD. *uses finger and draws later circles on temple* hahas. someone call me please.. i'm so bored! :\ hahas. nothing much to blog about la. school life is after all, boring. hahas. did i mention i suck at design and technology la! hahas. i was whining to estee to help me please! hahas. i finished just as the bell struck! YAY! am i great or am i great! HAHA. =DD okays. i shall end here then. GOODBYE DARLINGS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;`i don't know what to feel or do..&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/13102224-113681656446825919?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113681656446825919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113681656446825919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113681656446825919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113681656446825919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2006/01/happyhariraya.html' title='happyhariraya:))'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113672853044073255</id><published>2006-01-08T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T21:55:30.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>myboringlife.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;was not in the best of moods lately. but guess i'll just stay happy around you guys:)) i love my friends! ESPECIALLY MY DARLING SQUEALISH SAMMIE:)) your walnut loves you! *grins widely* atleast something good came out of something bad. hahas. i'm just grateful i have such great friends!! you guys brighten my very day. hahahas. feel like doing some shoutouts thing. hahas. guess i'm just really happy now. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;daddy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;cheer up k. your darling nu er is always here for you! don't sad already! later got wrinkles and white hair! not good! then not pretty anymore! you're my pretty daddy. must stay pretty and happy! i know it seems like nothing's working out anymore. but you gotta persevere k. even if the world turns its back on you, i'm still here k! SMILE! seeing you sad makes me sad too! I LOVE YOU DADDY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;squealish sammie;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;MY SQUEALISH SAMMIE! :)) gotten to know you better these few weeks! grateful for that! you're a nice nice guy! and squealish too! HEEHEEHEE! like i said above, YOUR DARLING WALNUT LOVES YOU! :)) and i'm always here if need be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;amanda;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;GIRLFRIEND! thanks for always being there for me through my tough times! i appreciate it lots! LOVEYOU MUCH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;well. guess i'll stop here today then. taa darlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;`i dunno why but i can't seem to bring myself to delete your sms-es..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;why?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113672853044073255?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113672853044073255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113672853044073255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113672853044073255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113672853044073255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2006/01/myboringlife_08.html' title='myboringlife.'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113655408216327073</id><published>2006-01-06T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T21:32:47.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confessionsofabrokenheart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess this just won't work out no more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess this is the end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;what could've been or should've been shall end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;goodbye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;`ifyou think it isn't hurtingme, think again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113655408216327073?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113655408216327073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113655408216327073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113655408216327073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113655408216327073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2006/01/confessionsofabrokenheart.html' title='confessionsofabrokenheart.'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113646758263426434</id><published>2006-01-05T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T21:26:22.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damnit la!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;what's wrong with the freaking school la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i just suddenly don't feel like studying anymore. :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;damn, my higher chinese's teacher is absolutely nuts! she's gone mad! i'm only human okay. i'll die if i continue with school like that. i know it's all for our own "&lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt;". but what the hell la. staying back every tuesday just to do a damn chinese composition? that's just bloody wasting my time! it's bad enough i have choir practice THREE times a week for THREE hours. plus the damn chinese composition, that's FOUR DAYS taken up! plus my guitar lessons at plaza sing which were supposed to be on tuesday have to be moved to thursday already. so FREAK! i DON'T have a life. and then next saturday there's SEC ONE ORIENTATION THINGIE. ohsofreak! i might as well just stay in school already. i bet secondary three is just gonna get WORST! i haven't slept properly in ages! arghhh! yea. including the holidays. 4 hours of sleep. HEH. i feel so tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ohgawd.. just make me die already! :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113646758263426434?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113646758263426434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113646758263426434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113646758263426434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113646758263426434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2006/01/damnit-la.html' title='damnit la!'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113637724747602493</id><published>2006-01-04T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T20:20:47.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blahblahblah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;just finished a whole bunch of holiday homework that ofcourse i haven't done. :\ the things laziness does to me. heh. and my diskette isn't working again! stupid thing! daddy doesn't like me going all history on him. HAHA. russian history. daddy understands. lols. still left with my chinese holiday homwork though. and my maths homework. hahas. nevermind. still have 2 hours. more than enough. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;life's so uneventful and boring now. hahas. 9 more weeks of school. ENDURE! then it'll be the first term holidays! wonderful! my maid's currently listening to her mp3 and singing. HEH. oh. she stopped. hahas. now alyssa's bugging me to listen to the maha bodhi version of spirited away. dang. they're damn good la! *jealous*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;someone's calling me a lian. i don't like being called a lian. i'm NOT a lian. NEVER will be one. GET THAT FACT STRAIGHT. or seriously. i'll just dump my nasty temper on you! and it isn't pretty. not at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;okays. don't feel like blogging anymore. heh. taa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113637724747602493?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113637724747602493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113637724747602493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113637724747602493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113637724747602493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2006/01/blahblahblah.html' title='blahblahblah'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113628294337037065</id><published>2006-01-03T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T18:09:03.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school life:))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;hello hellos:)) school's back already. blah. kinda boring though. hahas. i feel old. because my class is 2/o. when said, it sounds like: too old. -.- it's so.. don't know how to describe. HAHA. i tell you, i got a shock when i saw msrahayu step into the classroom after assembly. i was about to start tearing due to my uncontrollable laughter already! hahas. when she said she wasn't our form teacher. you couldn't imagine my joy! HAHA! i mean. she's MAD! lols =X after that. she said mrtoh was our form teacher. i almost fell off my seat! he then came in and said he was only going to be our form teacher for ONE MONTH! because mdmnur is still away or something! mdmnur's my form teacher last year too! she just gave birth to a baby boy. hahas. but mrtoh's funny la. he let us choose our own seats! YAY! i'm still seating with RENADARLING! :)) I LOVE RENA AND SHE LOVES ME! mrtoh kept cracking jokes this whole morning la! even when introducing ourselves. it was so hilarious. i laugh until stomach pain already! then our history teacher mscheang. she's such a BORING person i tell you! i almost fell asleep when she started class today! she's so siao! first day start class already. lols. so here's my list of teachers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;form teacher: mdmnur/ mrjohnnytoh and msrahayu agustina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;character education: same as above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;homeroom: same as above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;reading period: same as above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;jogging period: crazyteacherswholovetowatchusdierunning. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;pe: mspoon! AGAIN! idon'tlikeher. she=mean person!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mother tongue: mdmer. dunno who that la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;english: mrslow-tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;science: msthang. funkayye:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;literature: mstan. HAHA! same surname:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;design and tech: mrjohnnytoh and mrsnoelinelee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;geography: mrslow-tan. again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;home econs: mrsdorisfoong *sniggers* and mschng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;art: mdmnur and msrahayu *laughs uncontrollably!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;maths: msng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;music: mschye. muahahs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i think those are about it. lols.i think i don't know half the teachers. HAHA! so cool la! we having homeroom this year! or smth like that la. hahas. i think i'll stop here. gotta go do hmwk. TAA DARLINGS:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113628294337037065?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113628294337037065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113628294337037065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113628294337037065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113628294337037065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2006/01/school-life.html' title='school life:))'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113577371484154774</id><published>2005-12-28T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T20:41:54.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NARNIA:))</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;HELLO DEARIES! i'm back to update:)) i swear. people like disturbing my sleep! :\ waited at least 2 hours for SOMEBODY to sms me and that SOMEBODY FELL ASLEEP! -.- i wanted to die. heh. i tell you i almost fell off my bed! and then you can wake me up at 5:45 in the morning with a sms that says : "omg. i fell asleep.." wahh. i almost want to bang my head on the wall already. i had less than 4 hours of sleep that night okay! after smsing for a while, i went back to sleep. only to get woken up at 8 by alyssa! with an sms again. this time it said : "can i come to your house at 9? my house having renovation." and so qiao. my house also having renovation. then don't know why, we ended going to the library at 9:15. so early in the morning la! and the library wasn't even open when we got there!?! so nonsense. heh! then alyssa decided to call bibi and wake her up by asking her to come down to the library too! alyssa then suggested we go watch &lt;em&gt;THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA: THE LION, THE WITCH AND THE WARDROBE. &lt;/em&gt;so we went to suntec to watch it after arguing over where to go. hahas. it was the 2:10 show. i tell you, i'm in love with that show okays!! i want to watch it again!! anyone wanna go with me? hahas. i shan't give away the story here la. but this show is really great! not to forget peter the YUMMILY DELICIOUSLY DELECTABLE ALMOST EDIBLE GUY! hahahas. *stares dreamily* he's so handsome!!!! hahas. i like mr tumsun too! the half meh meh half person guy! issit a meh meh? lols. the subtitles said yang so is goat or sheep or whatever right? hahahas. he's so adorable la! i like the part where he shook lucy's hand! so cute! and the way lucy goes "i don't know." it's so drama. i LOVE it la! hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;enough about narnia. don't wanna ruin the fun. hahas. today had choir. yupps. it was the usual. just sing sing sing. hahas. i tell you mschye likes to make me paiseh in the wierdest kind of ways la! hahas. and well. i don't wanna type it here. hahas. you know mschye is actually bringing the commitee members for pizza at 12 noon tomorrow after the dunno what thing at school la! and guess what! i'll be in malacca! so UNFAIR! bleah. when something nice happens in choir, i'm never there. oh this is so not fair. blah. i'll be leaving for malacca tomorrow till saturday for those of you who still didn't know. yupps. don't miss me yea? (not like you would or anything. hahas.) i think i'll end here. seeya darlings on saturday night when i come back! or rather sunday la. hahahas. TAA DARLINGS:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;`and i hope you always stay the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;cos there's nothing bout you i would change:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;iloveyou.&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/13102224-113577371484154774?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113577371484154774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113577371484154774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113577371484154774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113577371484154774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/12/narnia.html' title='NARNIA:))'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113556893865992755</id><published>2005-12-26T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T11:48:58.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me why?..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;i know it's christmas and i shouldn't be feeling the way i am la. but i can't help it can i? you know, thinking back to my primary five and six years, i'd remember this girl* who dated la. only to end up breaking up. tell me. is it worth it to date so young? i don't know.. i really don't know la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe you* would just say that i'm insecure or something la. maybe i am. i'm insecure about so many things that i'd rather just stay home and keep everything thing to myself instead of going out and feeling all insecure about this and that.. you said that you talk to me in a different way? i don't really think so at all.. i'd see the same words repeated to every girl you talk to. so am i to believe what you say? or what i see? i think you're getting sick and tired of me arguing with you huh.. maybe i should just ignore you altogether and just concentrate on other things instead.. did you mean every single word you said to me? or were they just sweet nothings you told every other girl? i really don't know.. are you really a big flirt as he* said? so who am i to trust now? everything is contradicting the other.. i know this whole thing is just gonna end as you saying that you don't want to leave me and that you don't want me to leave you either.. but is that really the truth? guess i'll never really know.. call me an insecure biatch, but i don't care.. i just want my answers.. well maybe i will care if it came out of your mouth.. but.. ahh.. nvm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't even know why i'm blogging about something so personal.. i must really be going outsane already.. HEH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*names are not mentioned due to their privacy.&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/13102224-113556893865992755?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113556893865992755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113556893865992755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113556893865992755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113556893865992755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/12/tell-me-why.html' title='tell me why?..'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113552023260006096</id><published>2005-12-25T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T10:39:23.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring christmas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;today is christmas. (like you didn't already know la!) had to wake up at 6. and i slept at like 1 plus cause i was busy smsing. HAHA. so tired. arrived at church a few minutes after 7 to the warm ups to get ready to sing for THREE services all morning. i think i lost my voice already. ROFL! i seriously went totally out of tune for the third service at 12 la! cause i was freezing inside the chapel and i didn't have my jacket. then didn't LITERALLY warm my vocal chords and so, my voice couldn't come out and i sounded like a screeching chicken! HAHA! how amusing it must have been for you guys. hahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;after service. wished a bunch of people merry christmas! so fun! and like i recieved a christmas prezzie from someone totally unexpected. i never thought he'd actually decide to get me one. so i feel guilty for not getting him one too! : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;joshua toh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so sorry i didn't get you a prezzie! i'll get you one when i go to malacca! thanks a bunch for that purple candle! it's really PRETTY! :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;after wishing everyone a merry christmas, hoho(daniel) asked me to join him and a bunch of ppl for lunch! hahas. ended up going to great world. after that went to town. hoho's such a nice guy la! he treated me to iced cocoa at starbucks coffee. i gave him 10 bucks and he like, returned it and paid with his own money! and like he bought me CHOCOLATE! so nice la he! i didn't spend a single cent today la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hoho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks a bunch for the drink and chocolate! :)) you're such a sweet and nice guy! =DDDDDD MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;well. i can't blog anymore. mummy scolding. so i shall leave now. hahas. TAA DARLINGS!! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;`don't you think we're drifting apart?&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/13102224-113552023260006096?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113552023260006096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113552023260006096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113552023260006096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113552023260006096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/12/boring-christmas.html' title='boring christmas?'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113540690759700008</id><published>2005-12-24T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T14:48:27.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'tis the season to be jolly?..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;christmas is here again. just had christmas lunch with daddy, mummy and little sis. nothing's better than a little homecooked christmas lunch! :)) it's just times like this that i really treasure. cause there's no fighting or anything. just a family sitting together eating. decided to top off the lunch with red wine. hahas. been a long time since i last drank it. daddy says i can't get drunk cause i gotta sing for christmas service tonight so decided to add 7-up raspberry into the red wine. nice combi. hahas. it tastes.. sweet! and a little bitter after that. hahas. whee~ feeling fuzzy and warm all over now. hahas. such a nice feeling. teehees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and my tagboard is like.. DEAD! hahas. so deaddddddd.. quick go revive it all you people! =DDDDDD mummy's nagging me off the computer already. hahas. gotta go bathe and everything. going to sing for christmas service later. den maybe going for countdown to christmas. not sure if with friends or family though. hahas. and gosh! i gotta wear heels! i can't i can't! ohmymy! i mean, who can imagine me in heels! in heels! hahahas. and tomorrow gotta sacrifice my beauty sleep to go sing for the eight o clock christmas service tomorrow morning. hahas. *yawns* i'm still tired. bleah. pfft! okays. i'm gonna go disappear now! hahas. miss me everyone:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;`tell me youloveme..&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/13102224-113540690759700008?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113540690759700008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113540690759700008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113540690759700008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113540690759700008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/12/tis-season-to-be-jolly.html' title='&apos;tis the season to be jolly?..'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113523869501727555</id><published>2005-12-22T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T16:04:55.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh freak..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;God, what's wrong with me? i seriously don't know.. i'm not eating. i'm not sleeping. i'm not doing anything except mope around all day. ahh freak. i don't know what's wrong with me.. singing doesn't get my spirits up anymore.. maybe cause i'm too tired to sing or something.. i'm all smiles around you guys i know. but that's expected eh. who goes out with friends and give attitude right. so ofcourse i'm a smiles and bouncy-ing around them. like how daniel calls me a crazy piggy that's always so enthu and cheerful. HAH! that's the last of me man.. but, well, first impressions are important aren't they? ok. wait. why in the world am i talking about first impressions? i must be insane. wait. how can i be INsane when i'm not sane. how can insane be the opposite of sane when insane is in sane which means that i am in sane. which technically means i'm sane. so by right i'm supposed to be outsane? ohwow. i bet i'm confusing you guys. cause i'm all confused too. wait. i'm starting to babble already. maybe i should get some sleep. nah. that would proof no help. i'll just lie in bed and start imagining things or something. wait. i do that even when i'm not trying to sleep. HAH! okay. it's positive that i'm insane. wait no. outsane i mean. ahh freak. i'm starting to talk to myself. i must be really going outsane. HAHA! that's normal news. you people think i'm crazy which practically means insane. no. i mean outsane. yes. i think i'm boring you readers with this post that practically nothing but mindless talking from me to me. wait. that doesn't make sense. oh freak it. i don't care. anyone care to drop by and tell me what's wrong with me if you figure it out. cause seriously, i don't know. bye.&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/13102224-113523869501727555?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113523869501727555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113523869501727555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113523869501727555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113523869501727555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/12/ahh-freak.html' title='ahh freak..'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113506830262753020</id><published>2005-12-20T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T16:45:02.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dream a dream:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The beauty of a dream is that it’s a dream, something you can hold in your heart forever.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;so would you just let me dream a dream? random thought la! the more i look at that quote, the more i think it's true. who could steal your dreams right? they don't even know what you dream about in the first place unless you tell them right? hahas. it's been nice dreaming in class and all. but i still have to study. so i can't dream anymore)): how sad. i will miss those days. actually, this post is just mindless blabbering cos i seriously don't know what i'm babbling on about. LOL! and i updated my friendster profile like a million trilliance times today la! and my music video on the profile is crash and burn by savage garden! and the video is actually final fantasy! so cool la! i love it! actually half the video is kissing. -.- HAHA! i told you i have a fetish for kissing scenes! hahas. but this video is so romantic please! i envy the girl! her virtual reality boyfriend is HOT! i like his hair! HAHA! but i can only dream about them. cos they are NOT real. hahahas. did i mention the first guy i fell in love with was a final fantasy character? how cool is that! AHAHAAHAHHAHAAS! the first guy i love and he's not even human! MUAHAHS! did i mention that the guy in the video is super super duper ultra uber SWEET?? lols. well, now you know. HAHA! okay. me shall stop here with my mindless blabbering and not torture all you readers. HAHA! TAAA DARLINGS:))&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/13102224-113506830262753020?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113506830262753020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113506830262753020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113506830262753020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113506830262753020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/12/dream-dream.html' title='dream a dream:)'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113497910205893898</id><published>2005-12-19T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T15:58:22.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:limegreen;"&gt;ever since the day you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and left me lonely and cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;my life just hasn't been the same, oh baby no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;when i looked into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;the moment that i let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i just broke down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;baby if i ever get the chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;to be with you again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm gun' sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;cos the feeling that i feel within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;no other man would ever make me feel so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;it's nice, to smile when i get your phone call at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but i'd rather have you here with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; right next to me, i miss the way you hold me tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i gotta let you know i feel so weak without your touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i never thought that i could ever love a man so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i gotta let you know i think that we are destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;for you, i'd crossed the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;for you, i'd do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;that's right baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm going crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i need to be your lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i've been thinking lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;that you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;yes we can make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;just ride with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;roll with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm in love with you, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;that's right baby&lt;br /&gt;i'm going crazy&lt;br /&gt;i need to be your lady&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking lately&lt;br /&gt;that you and me&lt;br /&gt;yes we can make it&lt;br /&gt;just ride with me&lt;br /&gt;roll with me&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love with you, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;everytime that i tell you what i feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;from the moment that i met you it's been so damn real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;my heart seems to skip another beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;everytime we speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i can't believe i feel so weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;tell me that you really need me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and you want me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and you miss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm your lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'll be around waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;put it down, be the woman for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm falling, so deep for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm crazy over you, i'm calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;calling out to you, what am i gonna do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;it's true, no fronting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;it's you ain't no other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i can no longer go on without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'll just break down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i gotta let you know i feel so weak without your touch&lt;br /&gt;i never thought that i could ever love a man so much&lt;br /&gt;i gotta let you know i think that we are destiny&lt;br /&gt;for you, i'd crossed the world&lt;br /&gt;for you, i'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's right baby&lt;br /&gt;i'm going crazy&lt;br /&gt;i need to be your lady&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking lately&lt;br /&gt;that you and me&lt;br /&gt;yes we can make it&lt;br /&gt;just ride with me&lt;br /&gt;roll with me&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love with you, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's right baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm going crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i need to be your lady &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i've been thinking lately &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;that you and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;yes we can make it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;just ride with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;roll with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm in love with you, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;going crazy; natalie cole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;limegreen is just simply gorgeous don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;33&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/13102224-113497910205893898?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113497910205893898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113497910205893898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113497910205893898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113497910205893898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/12/going-crazy.html' title='going crazy'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113496692668481338</id><published>2005-12-19T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T12:35:26.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;you're not here with me.. )):&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/13102224-113496692668481338?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113496692668481338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113496692668481338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113496692668481338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113496692668481338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/12/not-here.html' title='not here...'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113400413676098283</id><published>2005-12-08T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T09:08:56.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:limegreen;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some people want it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I don't want nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If it ain't you baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If I ain't got you baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some people want diamond rings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some just want everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But everything means nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If I ain't got you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:limegreen;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;isn't limegreen just gorgeous?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:limegreen;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113400413676098283?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113400413676098283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113400413676098283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113400413676098283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113400413676098283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/12/some-people-want-it-all-but-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113386206340424146</id><published>2005-12-06T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T17:41:11.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom.</title><content type='html'>In no particular order, list down 3 people you talk to online, 4 people you see at school, 2teachers, 3 people you love going out with and 3 people in your sms inbox.&lt;br /&gt;1.joseph:))&lt;br /&gt;2.yinxue&lt;br /&gt;3.caleb!&lt;br /&gt;4.sarena ahmad =D&lt;br /&gt;5.evangeline!!&lt;br /&gt;6.soliel&lt;br /&gt;7.rena!&lt;br /&gt;8.mrsgeh!&lt;br /&gt;9.lin laoshi!&lt;br /&gt;10.alyssa:))&lt;br /&gt;11.amanda&lt;br /&gt;12.dionne!&lt;br /&gt;13.andrew&lt;br /&gt;14.jeremy!&lt;br /&gt;15.grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think of number 4?&lt;br /&gt;i love her!! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you feel if number 4 slapped you on your face?&lt;br /&gt;i'll smack her ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice is number 6?&lt;br /&gt;okayokay lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of 1-10, rate how good looking number 5 is.&lt;br /&gt;TEN! my sexxaye senior!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever fall for number 11?&lt;br /&gt;EWWWW! NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, if number 8 met with an accident, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;ohmy! i'll cry and cry and cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sport would you play with number 12&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea!! shaking our asses perhaps! if that's considered a sport. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if number 1 got a boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;he's a GUY! and certainly not GAY! hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate number 9?&lt;br /&gt;NONONO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much do you like number 2?&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE my dearest senior! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will 13 and 7 make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;AHHH! NONONO! NOWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 14 one day kill you?&lt;br /&gt;it could happen! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you like more? 3 or 10?&lt;br /&gt;erhm.. i love both of them the same?? HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get five people to do this thing.&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA LIU!&lt;br /&gt;evangeline liew&lt;br /&gt;caleb kay&lt;br /&gt;jeremy lim. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;SARENA AHMAD!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113386206340424146?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113386206340424146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113386206340424146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113386206340424146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113386206340424146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/12/boredom.html' title='boredom.'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113349243049828243</id><published>2005-12-02T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T11:00:31.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;on account of dear dear SARENA! hahas. i shall finally update! LOL. nothing much has been happening. so uneventful and boring. hahas. went to fuji ice palace for god knows what reason on wednesday i think. hahas. spent the time there laughing at people who fell onto their asses! BWAHAHAHAHAHAAS!! it was fun lah! hahas. than went home around 5+ i tink. yupps. going out next tuesday to watch movie again!! FINALLY. staying at home is killing me please! im so bored with nothing to do except hmwk! which i haven't even started on much less completed. hahas. 2 more weeks until youth camp! YAYNESS! at least i'll be with friends. hahahas. 4 more days till amanda, my talking on the phone for hours partner, comes back from taiwan!!! YAY!! this post is just mindless blabbering for i do not know what im talking about. hahas! switching from one subject to another. LOL!! YINXUE DOES REALLY NICE JELLYFISH FLASH!! hahas. jellyfish abuse! get the link from me if you wanna watch. LOL!!! i have nothing to do again today. lols!! no one to sms, no one to call, can't leave the house, and SOMEONE WHO WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ONLINE HOURS AGO STILL ISN'T ONLINE!! *PIK PIAK!* slap you lah!! make me wait so long. im so bored!!! *sticks out tongue* and i've gotten a new blogskin!! YAY ME!! *cheers and claps like an insame maniac* hahas. i like the picture x) hahas. i have a fetish for kissing pictures! LOL!!! is this long enough for you sarena?? lols!! i think it is. hahahas. i shall take my leave!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;TAAA DARLINGS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;p.s. I MISS YOU TOO SARENA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113349243049828243?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113349243049828243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113349243049828243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113349243049828243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113349243049828243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/12/on-account-of-dear-dear-sarena-hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113279483659063153</id><published>2005-11-24T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T10:41:32.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moviespree~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;yesyesyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i haven't been updating much lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;didn't feel like it. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;yupps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;went to watch harry potter last saturday night at suntec!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ohman! it was damn sad please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i cried!! hahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i can't believe cedric died so fast. it's like "avada kedavra" and BOOM! he's dead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;so fast!!! i was like still in shock! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i like the way argus filch runs! it's like damn cute please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and he danced with his cat, mrs norris, at the prac for yule ball!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;super funny! hahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;yupps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;went to watch exorcism of emily rose yesterday after choir. yupps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i was damn scared please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;actually, just freaked out by what happened to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;it's so disgusting the way they torture her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;it's like so sad loh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;but i didn't cry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;hahahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;it was damn freaky the part where they showed the exorcism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;she was like screaming like mad. it freaks me out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and den she was like lucifer the last demon possesing her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;then i was like wthell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;hahahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and one of them was judas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;so dumb!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;hahahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;mostly it was the shock that scared me lah. the scary faces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i'm easily scared! ECK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;yupps. gonna watch a movie sometime soon again x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;but dunno when and what to watch yet lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;yupps. that's about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;tata darlings:))&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/13102224-113279483659063153?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113279483659063153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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ms;"&gt;This is like so unfair lah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kaywei's changing class to 2C next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;class will be so dead without her lah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BLEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;some more 2C is the oh so geeky class loh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;no offense or anything hor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i will miss 1O '05!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i hate this! so many problems!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;kaywei!! i don't care! we gonna take many many pictures first thing next year!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oohhhlaaalaaa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;TATA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113220781671660689?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113220781671660689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113220781671660689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113220781671660689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113220781671660689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-unfair.html' title='so unfair!!! &gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113220326860669751</id><published>2005-11-17T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T12:54:28.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here with me)):</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;Here With Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;Michelle Branch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's been a long, long time since i looked into the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I guess that i was blind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now my reflection's getting clearer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now that you're gone things will never be the same, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;There's not a minute that goes by every hour of every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You're such a part of me but i just walked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well, I'm not the same girl you used to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wished i said the words i never showed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I know you had to go away, i'd died just a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And i feel it now, you're the one i need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I believe that i would cry just a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just to have you back now, here with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You know that silence is loud when all you hear is your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And i wanted so badly just to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Be a part o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;f something strong and true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But i was scared and left it all behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I know you had to go away, i'd died just a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And i feel it now, you're the one i need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I believe that i would cry just a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just to have you back now, here with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And i'm asking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And i'm wanting you to come back to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I never will forget that look upon your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;How you turned away and left without a trace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But i understand that you did what you had to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And i thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I know you had to go away, i'd died just a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And i feel it now, you're the one i need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I believe that i would cry just a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just to have you back now, here with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I know you had to go away, i'd died just a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And i feel it now, you're the one i need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I believe that i would cry just a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just to have you back now, here with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;nice song really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;give it a try:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113220326860669751?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113220326860669751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113220326860669751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113220326860669751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113220326860669751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/11/here-with-me.html' title='here with me)):'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113219743678777519</id><published>2005-11-17T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T11:18:11.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping and icecream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm going to smile like nothing's wrong,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;talk like everything's perfect,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;act like it's all a dream,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and pretend it's not hurting me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyone up for some shopping and icecream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;call me up:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i need to get my mind off things and go splurge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;lets go partayye like nothing's wrong:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;yesyes. 91391538..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;call call call. i wanna get out and about!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113219743678777519?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113219743678777519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113219743678777519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113219743678777519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113219743678777519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/11/shopping-and-icecream.html' title='shopping and icecream'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113214267115423388</id><published>2005-11-16T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T20:04:31.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VEXED!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;i'm so vexed really!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;it's eating me up from inside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;all this crazyness and madness you see me as on the outside, really is all fake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;i mean, after all these troubles you honestly think i'd be so hyped?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;think again lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;it shows you don't know me and i don't want you to understand me either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;jumping off a building is so much easier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;i wish i didn't give you my no. it was a wrong friendship right from the very beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;i pray earnestly for someone to kidnap me, break me and then kill me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;at least it isn't suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;it was murder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;heh. i realised i've been even more hyped when i talk these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;the eyes are windows to the soul of a person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;can you honestly look me in the eye and say i'm full of happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;the sparkles gone from my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;i don't tink it was even there from the start huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;the only meal i've ever eaten these few days is only dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;and normally, i don't even finish it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;starve myself to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;seems like a really great idea to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;the world is such a cruel place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;if NAFA dance would accept me, i tink i'll dedicate my whole life to dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;i don't need you or you or you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;all i need, is me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;-Cheerios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113214267115423388?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113214267115423388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113214267115423388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113214267115423388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113214267115423388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/11/vexed.html' title='VEXED!!'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113211774635742130</id><published>2005-11-16T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T13:09:06.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG GIRLS DON'T CRY:))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Big Girls Don't Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;(Medley)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oo wah. Oo wah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Big girls don't cry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oo wah. Oo wah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why do fools fall in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why do birds singing so gay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And lovers await the break of day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why do they fall in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why does the rain fall from up above?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why do fools fall in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why do they fall in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love is a losing game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love can be a shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We know of a fool, you see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;For that fool is me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tell me why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tell me why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You ain't nothin' but a hound dog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cryin' all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You ain't nothin' but a hound dog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cryin' all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit and you ain't no friend of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When they said you was high classed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, that was just a lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You know they said you was high classed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, that was just a lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit and you ain't no friend of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit and you ain't no friend of mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Big Girls Don't Cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Big Girls Don't Cry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Woh, yes wait a minute Mister Postman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wait, Mister Postman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please, Mister Postman, look and see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is there a letter in your bag for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Cause it's taking such a long time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For me to hear from that boy of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;There must be some word today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;From my boyfriend, so far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please Mister Postman, look and see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If there's a letter, a letter for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wait a minute, wait a minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Woh, you better wait a minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please, please, Mister Post man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Deliver the letta' da' sooner the betta'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Big Girls Don't Cry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Big Girls Don't Cry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Big girls, they don't cry-y-y-y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Big girls, don't cry-y-y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Don't cry-y-y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Big Girls Don't Cry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's my party and i'll cry if i want to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cry if i want to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cry if i want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You would cry too if it happened to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nobody knows where my Johnny has gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But Judy left the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why was he holding her hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When he's supposed to be mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's my party and i'll cry if i want to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cry if i want to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cry if i want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You would cry too if it happened to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's my party and i'll cry if i want to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cry if i want to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cry if i want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You would cry too if it happened to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Big girls don't cry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You would cry too if it happened to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YEAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;doesn't this song just rock?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;heh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;we are all fools:)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113211774635742130?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113211774635742130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113211774635742130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113211774635742130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113211774635742130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/11/big-girls-dont-cry.html' title='BIG GIRLS DON&apos;T CRY:))'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113203699076414011</id><published>2005-11-15T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T14:43:10.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOHOOHOO ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;He was everything, everything that i wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;All of the memories so close to me just fade away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;All this time you were pretending, so much for my happy ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;-Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;SARENA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i do not allow you to go to &lt;s&gt;DUNMAN HIGH&lt;/s&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;BOOHOOHOO! )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;den leave me alone at cedargirls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway! cedargirls is SOOOOO much better!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i don't care if you got accepted hor!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;you'd better stay or i smack your buttock!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*sarena nods her head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;GOOD GIRL!!! =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;see i dedicated a whole post to you lehs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;quick! thank me thank me!!!:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;goodbye -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113203699076414011?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113203699076414011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113203699076414011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113203699076414011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113203699076414011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/11/boohoohoo.html' title='BOOHOOHOO ):'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113202778136902434</id><published>2005-11-15T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T12:09:41.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the heart is a lonely hunter -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i came across this book online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;the sypnosis really touched me. and well, like every person who loves to read, i would want it loh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;maybe christmas present? ok lah. i'll look for it myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's called The Heart is a Lonely Hunter by Carson McCullers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;yea. you guys could like go take a look at the book or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's touching really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;yea. my only comfort are books now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;get me more!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'll love you!!! heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;yea. nothing much to blog today lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;so i'll leave now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;goodbye -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113202778136902434?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113202778136902434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113202778136902434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113202778136902434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113202778136902434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/11/heart-is-lonely-hunter.html' title='the heart is a lonely hunter -'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113195836500749406</id><published>2005-11-14T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T16:54:28.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Seether feat. Amy Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wanted you to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;that i love the way you laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wanna hold you high &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and steal your pain away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I keep your photograph, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I know it serves me well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wanna hold you high &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and steal your pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cause i'm broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;When i'm lonesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And i don't feel right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;When you're gone away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The worst is over now, and we can breathe again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wanna hold you high and steal my pain away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wanna hold you high and steal your pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cause i'm broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;When i'm open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And i don't feel like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am strong enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cause i'm broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;When i'm lonesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And i don't feel right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;When you're gone away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cause i'm broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;When i'm open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And i don't feel like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am strong enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cause i'm broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;When i'm lonesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And i don't feel right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;When you're gone away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;third post of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;i'm feeling really tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;been crying alot lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;it seems i cry more during the holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;my eyes are worn out. i'm gonna go sleep after i bathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;this song is nice ain't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;i feel like shat now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;thanks daddeee. for your advice earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;thanks much:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;i'll smile the day away. though the tears keep falling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;goodbye -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113195836500749406?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113195836500749406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113195836500749406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113195836500749406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113195836500749406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/11/broken.html' title='broken~'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113194371541930753</id><published>2005-11-14T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T12:48:35.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leaving your life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;don't make it anymore difficult than it already is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;just let me leave your life. it'll make your life much more easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i know i'm being unfair to you and all as you said, but hey. it's easier without me in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;lets just hope that one day, i'll be totally erased off from your memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;just forget that we've ever met and nothing happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;go on with your life as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;you don't need me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;bye honey. thanks for the beautiful memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113194371541930753?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113194371541930753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113194371541930753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113194371541930753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113194371541930753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/11/leaving-your-life.html' title='leaving your life.'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113193959032315655</id><published>2005-11-14T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T11:39:50.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the cow ain't holy honey. it's bloody.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;i'm so tired of being here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;suppressed by all my childish fears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;but if you have to leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;i wish that you would just leave...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;a supposedly nice day has just turned suckayye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;like wthell lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;everything that happens in this bloody world is my fault!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;yes my fault! mine and mine alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;just peachy. i wished i had drank more last night when i had the chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;everyone's going around with the nonsense shat of "you're underaged".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'd have you know that though i'm underaged, i hold my liquor better than you honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;where's the icecream when you bloody need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i dun wanna go shopping anymore. all go away and leave me alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;shopping shopping shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;money money money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;relationships relationships relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;the three things that likes to taunt my life huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;the root to all my problems and quarrels with parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"no! that one not nice! i say buy this so buy this"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;yea. you said you gave me a choice to choose. well. i dun tink so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"oie. 10 bucks enough for you for one whole week already lah! say summore i cut!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i know earning money ain't easy. but taking your stuff out on me, that's despicable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;fuck off of them lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;they bring you nth but trouble. want them for what. heartbroken liaos. come find ppl to whine and grime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's sick really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;all these shat! as if i ain't stressed enough. bloody hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;bring me to the beach. i wanna scream my lungs out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;fuck this shat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113193959032315655?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113193959032315655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113193959032315655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113193959032315655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113193959032315655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/11/cow-aint-holy-honey-its-bloody.html' title='the cow ain&apos;t holy honey. it&apos;s bloody.'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113169921279819623</id><published>2005-11-11T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T11:43:47.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;you ain't nothin' but a hound dog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cryin' all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;you ain't nothin' but a hound dog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cryin' all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;well you ain't neva caught a rabbit and you ain't no friend of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ooohlaalaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;choir was fun today. but i was really tired. *yawns*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we were dancing for most of the practice. hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it was super funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we had to shake our asses!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's like super fun loh!! hope i pass auditions! cos i really wanna do this song!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i have a new reason to go shopping!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BUY RETRO CLOTHES FOR CHOIR PERFORMANCE NEXT YEAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;going to go shopping next week with belle and company!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yupps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yesterday went to plaza sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;was playing hide and seek with joseph. *don't ask*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahahas. it was super funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i kept running away. HAHAHA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and joseph got me a february bearbear thingie. hahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's PURPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;after that met jeremy daddeee outside macs at plaza sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;den we went walk walk. from plaza sing walk to wisma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;den walk back and bought my mehmeh!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahahas. i love my mehmeh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then saw joseph again. hahahas. den went home after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;at least i wasn't rotting at home lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so it was ok loh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yupps. i love my mehmeh and bearbear!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;THANK YOU DADDEEE AND JOSEPH FOR THE NICENICE STUFF TOYS!!!! *SMUACKS!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;yesyes. i shall jet now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;goodbye:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113169921279819623?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113153584776646207</id><published>2005-11-09T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T19:30:47.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel like kicking your ASS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lets just say i'm not really happy with what i've just seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and i dun like mentioning names unless it's for no harm stuff incase i get sued and yadayadayada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i tink you get my drift lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but you know. i shan't waste my breath talking about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;they're not worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;those people were actually friends of a close friend of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i feel damn betrayed now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it sucks ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i can't stand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm having my trust in my friends broken one by one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DAMN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i feel so ARGGHHH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so screwed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;all say care for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;come out what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'd rather be an outcast then have friends like these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;YOU BLOODY FREAKS DON'T EVEN COUNT AS FRIENDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i've been so foolish to actually trust people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i don't know why though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;why am i so stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;such materialistic things as looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;can determine if your trust will actually get broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;aren't i so right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that was directed at a certain someone if you didn't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i feel like clawing your eyes out and pouring acid all over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i feel so damn betrayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so...DAMNIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113153584776646207?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113153584776646207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113153584776646207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113153584776646207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113153584776646207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-feel-like-kicking-your-ass.html' title='i feel like kicking your ASS!'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113152552937403575</id><published>2005-11-09T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T16:38:49.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody's home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nobody's Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I couldn't tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Why she felt that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;She felt it everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And I couldn't help her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I just watched her make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;the same mistakes again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What's wrong, what's wrong now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Too many, too many problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Don't know where she belongs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Where she belongs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;She wants to go home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But nobody's home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's where she lies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Broken inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;With no place to go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;No place to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To dry her eyes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;broken inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Open your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And look outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Find the reason why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You've been rejected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And now you can't find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What you've left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Be strong, be strong now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Too many, too many problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Don't know where she belongs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Where she belongs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;She wants to go home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But nobody's home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's where she lies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Broken inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;With no place to go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;No place to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To dry her eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Broken Inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Her feelings she hides,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Her dreams she can't find,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;She's loosing her mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;She's fallen behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;She can't find her place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;She's loosing faith,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;She's fallen from grace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;She's all over the place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;She wants to go home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But nobody's home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's where she lies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Broken inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;With no place to go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;No place to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To dry her eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Broken inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ever wondered why i like this song so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i myself don't know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i click well with sad songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;send me more:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113152552937403575?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113152552937403575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113152552937403575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113152552937403575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113152552937403575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/11/nobodys-home.html' title='nobody&apos;s home'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113143614860958783</id><published>2005-11-08T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T17:21:07.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy quiz:))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;form name="quizform" action="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=" method="post" target="_new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bordercolor="#000000" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" bgcolor="#90bed5" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#083360" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=174" target="_new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serifcolor:#ffffff;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;Name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d8f3f3"&gt;&lt;input maxlength="64" size="32" value="nicole tan rui min" name="in0"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;DOB &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d8f3f3"&gt;&lt;input maxlength="64" size="32" value="3 february 1992" name="in1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;Favourite Colour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d8f3f3"&gt;&lt;select size="1" name="in2"&gt;&lt;option value="Orange"&gt;Orange&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Yellow"&gt;Yellow&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Red"&gt;Red&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Pink"&gt;Pink&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Purple"&gt;Purple&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Blue"&gt;Blue&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Light+Blue"&gt;Light Blue&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Green"&gt;Green&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="White"&gt;White&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Black"&gt;Black&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;School Label &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d8f3f3"&gt;&lt;select size="1" name="in3"&gt;&lt;option value="Stoner"&gt;Stoner&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Punk"&gt;Punk&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Prep"&gt;Prep&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Slut"&gt;Slut&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Keener"&gt;Keener&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Jock"&gt;Jock&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Geek"&gt;Geek&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Popular"&gt;Popular&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Teachers+Pet"&gt;Teachers Pet&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Rocker"&gt;Rocker&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Out+Cast"&gt;Out Cast&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;Current Mood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d8f3f3"&gt;&lt;select size="1" name="in4"&gt;&lt;option value="Depressed"&gt;Depressed&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Happy"&gt;Happy&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Hyper"&gt;Hyper&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Angry"&gt;Angry&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Indifferent"&gt;Indifferent&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Wierd"&gt;Wierd&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Alone"&gt;Alone&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Loved"&gt;Loved&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Cute"&gt;Cute&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Unhappy"&gt;Unhappy&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;Do You Like Kitties? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d8f3f3"&gt;&lt;select size="1" name="in5"&gt;&lt;option value="I+dunno"&gt;I dunno&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="No"&gt;No&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="They%27re+ok"&gt;They're ok&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="I+LOVE+them%21"&gt;I LOVE them!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Eww%2C+I+hate+them%21"&gt;Eww, I hate them!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Cats+are+stupid"&gt;Cats are stupid&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Yes"&gt;Yes&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"  style="color:#d8f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;You are this COOL... - &lt;b&gt;57%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#006600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#00cc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="lime" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#99ff66" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ccff99" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffff33" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9900" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff6600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff3300" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcc00" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9900" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff6600" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff3300" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#006600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#00cc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="lime" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#99ff66" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ccff99" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffff33" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9900" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff6600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff3300" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"  style="color:#d8f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;You are this SMART... - &lt;b&gt;50%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#006600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#00cc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="lime" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#99ff66" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ccff99" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffff33" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9900" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff6600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff3300" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcc00" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9900" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff6600" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff3300" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#006600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#00cc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="lime" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#99ff66" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ccff99" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffff33" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9900" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff6600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff3300" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"  style="color:#d8f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;You are this ADMIRED - &lt;b&gt;74%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#006600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#00cc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="lime" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#99ff66" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ccff99" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffff33" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9900" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff6600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff3300" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff6600" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff3300" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#006600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#00cc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="lime" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#99ff66" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ccff99" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffff33" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9900" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff6600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff3300" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"  style="color:#d8f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;You are this FUN to be around... - &lt;b&gt;33%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#006600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#00cc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="lime" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#99ff66" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ccff99" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffff33" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9900" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff6600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff3300" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ccff99" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffff33" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcc00" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9900" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff6600" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff3300" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#006600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#00cc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="lime" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#99ff66" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ccff99" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffff33" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9900" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff6600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff3300" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"  style="color:#d8f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;You are this EVIL... - &lt;b&gt;47%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#006600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#00cc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="lime" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#99ff66" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ccff99" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffff33" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9900" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff6600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff3300" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffff33" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcc00" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9900" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff6600" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff3300" height="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#006600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#00cc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="lime" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#99ff66" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ccff99" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffff33" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9900" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff6600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff3300" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"  style="color:#d8f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;This is the percentage of KITTIES in the world that love you... - &lt;b&gt;93%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#006600" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#00cc00" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="lime" height="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#99ff66" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113143614860958783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113143614860958783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113143614860958783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/11/crazy-quiz.html' title='crazy quiz:))'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113134920135741738</id><published>2005-11-07T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T15:40:01.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tosog:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;why are you so happy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;when i feel so sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;when the earth is shaking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;were you still in bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;do you care when you live in some safe haven land?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;will you be sitting comfortably &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;watch the news at 9:30?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;why are you still smiling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;when i feel so sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;when the waves were raging,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;did you count the dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;do you care when you live in some safe haven land?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;will you be sitting comfortably watch the news at 9:30?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;what could you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;what could you possibly do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;what could you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;fight for some rights or some military coup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you don't care, cos you think you live in neverland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you will be sitting comfortably watch the news at 9:30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;why are you so happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;when i feel so sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it impacted me somehow:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113134920135741738?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113134920135741738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yet somehow, i still manage to love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you brought me joy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but you were also the one who made the TEARS FLOW DOWN MY FACE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I WANT TO FORGET YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but your face just never seems to leave...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you thought me how to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BUT YOU ALSO THOUGHT ME HOW TO HATE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you were the root of ALL MY MISERABLE SADNESS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yet at the same time, you were also the cause of all my happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;how can i love you so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;when all i ever wanted to do was to HATE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ENLIGHTEN ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113128068109241298?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113128068109241298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113128068109241298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113128068109241298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113128068109241298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/11/you.html' title='you??'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113102699770132954</id><published>2005-11-03T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T22:09:57.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BABY I'M BACK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;BABY I'M BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;MISSMEMUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;SHALL BLOG MORE ABOUT IT TOMORROW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;TATA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*WAVES*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113102699770132954?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113102699770132954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113102699770132954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113102699770132954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113102699770132954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/11/baby-im-back.html' title='BABY I&apos;M BACK!'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113075004561609454</id><published>2005-10-31T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T17:14:05.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm leaving)):</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i'm leaving for desaru tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i don't wanna leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i'm down to the pits!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cheer me up! )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;no sms, no msn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;how am i to communicate with you guys??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;)):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113075004561609454?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113075004561609454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113075004561609454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113075004561609454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113075004561609454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-leaving.html' title='i&apos;m leaving)):'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113074194932112781</id><published>2005-10-31T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T15:03:29.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is how i feel )):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Far Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nickelback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This time, This place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Misused, Mistakes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Too long, Too late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Who was I to make you wait &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Just one chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Just one breath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Just in case there’s just one left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;‘Cause you know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you know, you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;That I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I have loved you all along &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And I miss you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Been far away for far too long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I keep dreaming you’ll be with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and you’ll never go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Stop breathing if I don’t see you anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;On my knees, I’ll ask &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last chance for one last dance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;‘Cause with you, I’d withstand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;All of hell to hold your hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I’d give it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I’d give for us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Give anything but I won’t give up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;‘Cause you know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you know, you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;That I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I have loved you all along &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And I miss you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Been far away for far too long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I keep dreaming you’ll be with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and you’ll never go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Stop breathing if I don’t see you anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So far away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Been far away for far too long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So far away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Been far away for far too long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But you know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you know, you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wanted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wanted you to stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;‘Cause I needed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I need to hear you say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;That I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I have loved you all along &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And I forgive you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;For being away for far too long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So keep breathing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;‘Cause I’m not leaving you anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hold on to me and never let me go &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/13102224-113074194932112781?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113042409940834901</id><published>2005-10-27T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T22:41:39.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz hoppin' :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8cc7c30)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/AN/ANG/angel-of-time/1130351654_lderorange.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORANGE:&lt;br /&gt;You can have a really unique hair colour and&lt;br /&gt;personality. You give everything for your goal&lt;br /&gt;and not even friends are aloud in your way, you&lt;br /&gt;stand up for what you believe in and let nobody&lt;br /&gt;talk you out of things. Your motto is probably:&lt;br /&gt;*Threw and out!* You might pass everything with&lt;br /&gt;care and are blessed with a good memory, but&lt;br /&gt;remember to not hurt somebodys feelings on your&lt;br /&gt;way to the top! Overall, special and&lt;br /&gt;intelligent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLOUR MEANS: sociable, practical, fulfilment and&lt;br /&gt;satisfaction. But it is a mix with suppression&lt;br /&gt;of feelings, be careful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jewel/Symbol: Star and Amber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/angel-of-time/quizzes/Which%20Hair%20Colour%20Represents%20you%20Best?"&gt;Which Hair Colour Represents you Best? [With Anime pics!]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hippie: You are cool, because, well that is kind of&lt;br /&gt;the definition. A lot of people think that&lt;br /&gt;being a hippie is about saving the environment&lt;br /&gt;and not eating meat. But that just is not so,&lt;br /&gt;being a hippie is about really and truly&lt;br /&gt;enjoying yourself, listening to good music and&lt;br /&gt;maybe pissing your parents off a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Parallelees/quizzes/What%20High%20School%20label%20do%20you%20best%20fit%20into?"&gt;What High School label do you best fit into? 8 results!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Goth" src="http://images.quizilla.com/K/KA/KAI/kaiserkool/1130356805_uresimages.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sorta gothic, your happy to spend time on your&lt;br /&gt;own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/kaiserkool/quizzes/What%20sort%20of%20person%20are%20you?(NOW"&gt;What sort of person are you?(NOW WTIH PICS!!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8591744)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/CO/COL/ColetteBrunel/1130376017_mis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are misunderstood. People see you as a dark,&lt;br /&gt;cold and uncaring person. But...you're not. So&lt;br /&gt;many things have happened to you. You have alot&lt;br /&gt;to worry about. Truth is, you need&lt;br /&gt;someone. Someone to love, or just someone&lt;br /&gt;to talk to. You love rock music and are just&lt;br /&gt;as nice as everyone else. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ColetteBrunel/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Girl%20Are%20you?"&gt;What Kind of Girl Are you? (Anime Pics o^_^o)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE UNKOWN: Your scared of what you can't see. When&lt;br /&gt;your scared you cry and talk to your self or&lt;br /&gt;try to make some sort of sound. Your even more&lt;br /&gt;scared in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/SmoothiePrincess/quizzes/Whats%20your%20worst%20fear/"&gt;Whats your worst fear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="confident tts good. but dun be too confident." src="http://images.quizilla.com/U/UM/UMI/umi2102/1130403730_zillapic10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you r cool n popular.&lt;br /&gt;ppl like to follow u. stay cool. good job.by the&lt;br /&gt;way. dun be proud about it. sometimes being&lt;br /&gt;humble is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/umi2102/quizzes/wat%20kind%20of%20person%20r%20u?(gurls"&gt;wat kind of person r u?(gurls onli)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="butterflyeyes" src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/LA/LAD/LadyTigerEyes/1129934688_terflyeyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUTTERFLY EYES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have Butterfly&lt;br /&gt;Eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Positive Traits:&lt;/b&gt; Thoughtful,&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent, Humble, Clever, Open&lt;br /&gt;Minded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Negative Traits:&lt;/b&gt; Elitist,&lt;br /&gt;Conceited, Apathetic, Cold, Sarcastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/LadyTigerEyes/quizzes/Your%20eyes%20are%20the%20windows%20to%20your%20soul.%20What%20type%20of%20eyes%20do%20you%20have?/"&gt;Your eyes are the windows to your soul. What type of eyes do you have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="goth" src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/SC/SCO/ScorpioBabe/1130093912_P688dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a goth.Your dress, of course, is black.Good&lt;br /&gt;for you.You make me proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ScorpioBabe/quizzes/What%20Is%20Your%20Ideal%20Dress?"&gt;What Is Your Ideal Dress? (Pics And Lots Of Results)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="alt_tag" src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/Goober152/1123824244_ackmonthly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You chose black eyes.&lt;br /&gt;You have a very angry personality. You refuse to&lt;br /&gt;see the right side of people, and you can be a&lt;br /&gt;bit arrogent, thinking you're better then other&lt;br /&gt;people. If someone makes fun of you, or picks&lt;br /&gt;on you, you'll bounce back, ready for a fight.&lt;br /&gt;You probably have a violent, defensive&lt;br /&gt;reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Goober152/quizzes/The%20Eye%20color%20personality%20test/"&gt;The Eye color personality test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February,&lt;br /&gt;Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract.&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent andclever. Changing personality.&lt;br /&gt;Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and&lt;br /&gt;humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach&lt;br /&gt;goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when&lt;br /&gt;restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive&lt;br /&gt;and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but&lt;br /&gt;does not show it. Dislike unnecessary things.&lt;br /&gt;Loves making friends but rarely shows it.&lt;br /&gt;Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizing&lt;br /&gt;dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment&lt;br /&gt;and leisure. Romantic on the inside not&lt;br /&gt;outside. Superstitious and ludicrous.&lt;br /&gt;Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Conspiracy911/quizzes/What%20does%20your%20birth%20month%20reveal%20about%20you?"&gt;What does your birth month reveal about you? (read memo) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="paladin" src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/LA/LAD/LadyTigerEyes/1129670770_dinpreview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PALADIN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the Paladin, the&lt;br /&gt;ultimate warrior for God. The Paladin&lt;br /&gt;represents all that is good in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Paladins fight evil at all costs. They do not&lt;br /&gt;care for material pleasures of this world. They&lt;br /&gt;have sworn their lives away to protecting the&lt;br /&gt;innocent, avenging the victims of cruel&lt;br /&gt;murders, and chasing after those who deserve&lt;br /&gt;their punishments. The Paladin will do anything&lt;br /&gt;to fulfill their duties. They will even&lt;br /&gt;sacrifice themselves to save&lt;br /&gt;another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Color: White&lt;br /&gt;Animal:&lt;br /&gt;Dove&lt;br /&gt;Gem: Diamond&lt;br /&gt;Symbol:&lt;br /&gt;Sword&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.deviantart.com/view/14400235/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/LadyTigerEyes/quizzes/Who%20would%20you%20be%20if%20you%20were%20a%20character%20in%20an%20epic%20fantasy?"&gt;Who would you be if you were a character in an epic fantasy? (beautiful pictures)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="yay" src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/FU/FUT/futurewriter/1130260816_ht_of_Fire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your heart walks out of fire&lt;br /&gt;you are bold, and energetic. you are fierce like&lt;br /&gt;the tiger, yure element is fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/futurewriter/quizzes/where%20does%20your%20heart%20walk%20out%20from?["&gt;where does your heart walk out from?[ my frist quiz be nice]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="natural" src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/FA/FAN/fantasyworld8/1130163143_sautumgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your Beauty is natural.you dont have to go out of&lt;br /&gt;your way to make people like you, they just&lt;br /&gt;do.your kind and caring and others love that&lt;br /&gt;about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/fantasyworld8/quizzes/what%20Beauty%20do%20you%20hold?(with"&gt;what Beauty do you hold?(with anime pics)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ahyes. was quiz hoppin' cos i was really bored and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yupps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i tink they're utter crap though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'll end here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ttfn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113042409940834901?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113042409940834901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113042409940834901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113042409940834901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113042409940834901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/10/quiz-hoppin.html' title='quiz hoppin&apos; :))'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113032803599017622</id><published>2005-10-26T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T20:00:36.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soul calibur 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/606/1139/1600/kilik4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/606/1139/320/kilik4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hellos. yupps. i've been playing soul calibur 2 the WHOLE afternoon today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;if you didn't know, that's an xbox game:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;it's damn cool can! though i seriously sucked at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;talim, she's some kind of priestess of the wind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;she's SUPER prettayye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and she's 15!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ohmytian ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;right&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/606/1139/1600/talim1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/606/1139/320/talim1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/right&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yupps that's her okay. super prettayye with those funkayye clothes:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahahas. and than have KILIK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;this super dee duper muscular guy who's like yummily deliciously delectable. ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;he's HOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;at least for a video game character he is ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;right&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/606/1139/1600/kilik2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/606/1139/320/kilik2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/right&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yupps. this is kilik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;that scar on his face is damn HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but he's whole history is damn horrible lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ahhh. nvm. actually most of the good guys are damn hot in that video game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;budden the bad guys are like...wierd creatures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;one even looked like a mummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so hilarious lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but the game is so darn difficult. i kept losing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;at the beginning stage summore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so shao xing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;great. i'm in love with video game characters. hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but it's kinda impossible to find someone alive that hot anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a girl can dream can't she. hahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;he's abs are like. WOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you wanna see more pics, go to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soulcalibur.com"&gt;www.soulcalibur.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahas. it rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the video game rocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;lalalalas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i tink i'll stop here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;goodbye! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113032803599017622?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113024606924702904</id><published>2005-10-25T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T21:14:29.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yes. i'm back again with yet another post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yes. i know all these posts bore you to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today is just another ordinary boring day in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;poker cards were not allowed and thus, i was bored to death for i do not own a stack of uno cards for pete's sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for the past few weeks, i've been looking for the curve cut FBT shorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;couldn't find it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shakila came and told me that JOO SENG WAREHOUSE has an office that sells FBT shorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i was so pissed. because i live OPPOSITE JOO SENG WAREHOUSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my first reaction was. ohmytian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;waste my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this morning at morning assembly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well. of cos morning assembly. it couldn't jolly well be evening assembly in the morning right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ohwait. they DON'T have evening assembly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my dry sarcasm never fails to ammuse me:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but that is beside the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;too much sidetracking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyway, back to the morning assembly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;there was tons of announcement this morning. almost fell asleep lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then leong announced that she's leaving cedar to be the principal of anderson jc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hell. just when i was starting to get used to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then she also announced that some teachers were leaving too. apparently, her some turned out to be so many lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nice estimation man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she then went on to say that some crack pot principal from temasek sec was coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;just peachy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my sarcasm is so improving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i just love it so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it makes me sound cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i like being distant and cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i like being alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it allows me to DAYDREAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i love daydreaming. it allows me to fantasize about stuff that will NEVER happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;was watching qing chu yu lan(shine on you).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it just ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that show is damn nice can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ou yang shan is like damn shuave lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;not that he's that hot anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;on the contary, he's actually just average lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but he's TALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*runs to the corner and mumbles to self*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yes. i am SHORT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if you got anything to say about it, think twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if you still gonna say it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lets say, you're not gonna like what's gonna happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DO NOT ANNOY ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm trying to change my ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you annoying me ain't helping much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;someone should just get me a WHAT WOULD JESUS DO wristband or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gimme a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm stressed enuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;damn. i like talking about sex. come talk to me. i love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it's like the most darn interesting topic to talk about lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hahahaas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i like not having enuff sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i like not eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;because i hate these stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i have no darn appetite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no matter how long exams have passed or anything, my appetite ain't coming back. it's been like this for 3 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this shows why my friggin eye bags are still here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i look damn skinny and am short because i don't eat much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i wanna take ice skating for my NYAA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;JEREMY. if i lose my way getting to the ice skating place thingie i call you arh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you know on the paper they actually spelled roller blading as ROLLER BALDING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;roller balding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what a laff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it's so hilarious even my toes are laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i think this post is long enough that you're already bored isn't it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;much love to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113024606924702904?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/113024606924702904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=113024606924702904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113024606924702904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/113024606924702904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/10/bored.html' title='bored.'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113014225233234452</id><published>2005-10-24T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T16:24:12.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yes. this is my second post for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;that just shows how effing bored i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but that's not the whole point on why i'm blogging again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;it's been bugging me last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;somehow, i've totally forgotten about it until now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you know how people always say i'm fortunate and anyhow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;well. do you even noe how many illnesses i have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;well maybe now it's under control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but seeing as cedar loves doing sports, i just might have a relaspe again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and because of these illnesses, i can't be a pilot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i've been prone to getting colds since i was a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i have an uber sensitive nose. it sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i can't stand aircon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i'll get colds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and thus, my sister complains often cos i don't let her turn on the air con.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and because of this, i get sick often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i have skin problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;my skin ain't growing properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;thus the scars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and because of that, i can't do certain things like others can because if i touch grass, i'll get rashes. if i stay out in the sun for too long, i'll get rashes. that's also partly why i look darn skinny. cos my skin can't grow. darn. it's a genetic thingie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you see. these two clash!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i can't take air con.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but i need air con in other not to scratch and get rashes all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and because of that, i suffer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;do you even noe how hard it is to try and restrain yourself from scratching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;do you even noe how hard it is to cope with them. i go to a doctor so often when i was young that i still dread going there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i also have weak lungs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;thus, i'm forced to take up swimming so that "i can built up my lungs".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but no. you don't listen to how much i suffer during these lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;the aching pain in my lungs whenever i try to reach up to your expectations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i told you a million times i'm suffering. i cannot take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but you just shout back and scold me that you must carry on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i've reached my limit. i can't go any faster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you know i cry when i actually swim. the pain is so horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and my breathing will come in harsh gasps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and because of my weak lungs, i have asthma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;it isn't that bad now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;all these were there when i was a BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;a effing baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you know how much treatments i've got?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;well no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i used to have to go to the doctor so often just to get my breathing under control cos i kept getting asthma attacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;it really sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i'd be sick for days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i'd be coughing and sneezing away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;well yah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;next time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;think twice before thinking i don't suffer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so go away ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-113014225233234452?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-113013285095390913</id><published>2005-10-24T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T13:47:30.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>erhm. dunno lah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;been rather bored these few days. nothing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm in love with jesse mccartney!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i love his songs lah! hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hmms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;not really looking forward to going to school tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;another day in school is another depressing day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;at least at home, i'm alone and i don't have to pretend to be happy and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yesyes. jeremy thinks i'm being to chirpy and he wants another mouth with his name at the links. one jealous person. *shakes head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;christmas carolling practice starts this saturday. not really in the mood for festive celebrations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;these occasions are just too happy man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;can't stand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shou bu liaos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i love reading fanfictions:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;they're so innocent and cliched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ok. nvm. that's not the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;amanda thinks i'm mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;prolly all the depression thing has gotten into my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haven't gotten over the habit of having that vicious weapon in my pocket 24/7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;don't come scolding me. i'll just turn a deaf ear. most prolly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cos i'm somehow a lil sick of all the same talks that different people have been telling me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;they're all the same thing you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"stop doing it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"it won't help."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"there are more unfortunate people out there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i can't stand it okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i was only able to do some thinking at the previous choir prac cos yinxue, dionne and evan were at TAF camp. and i had no one to tok to lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;somehow it did no help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;went to at least 5 world of sports yesterday to look for the "unflowery male deodorant". couldn't find it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i swear all these world of sports are USELESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm so effing pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i don't like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;more choir practices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;why can't i just go overseas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ohwait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i just remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm too poor to afford even cds much less airplane tickets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm poor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;they say poor people are much more happier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i resent that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm poor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm unhappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i want to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dumb philosophies out there are for NOTHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ok. i shouldn't be getting angry. it's not good for health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;youth camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;11th to 14th december.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;am i doing the right thing in going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm veh confused now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;can i just bang a wall and die please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shan't talk any further incase i dampan your mood too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so i shall just go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-112995245003732791</id><published>2005-10-22T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T11:40:50.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="lol" src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jonester/1070929660_CMyDocumentslollipop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a lollipop!! You're known for your coolness,&lt;br /&gt;for you are a trend setter. You're a natural&lt;br /&gt;leader, and are good under pressure. People&lt;br /&gt;often seek you out for advice, for you have&lt;br /&gt;great insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jonester/quizzes/Which%20kind%20of%20candy%20are%20you?/"&gt;Which kind of candy are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ohmytian lah. lollipop my ass man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;o wait. i am laughing my ass off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-112995245003732791?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/112995245003732791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=112995245003732791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/112995245003732791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/112995245003732791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/10/youre-lollipop-youre-known-for-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-112990114757430685</id><published>2005-10-21T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T21:25:47.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MALU-ED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ahhhhhhh! i feel so malu-ed now! fell down at the mrt station just now loh. so paiseh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it must be my school shoes man. no more friction thingie cos yingxue didn't fall. neither did kaiyin. blah. i'm gonna buy new school shoes. me no care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yes. sophia knows about my secret. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;not really a secret issit. so many people know loh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm so tempted to do it again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm very very down and put out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;been playing with that vicious thingie all afternoon during choir practice. huihong*senior* thought i mad liaos. hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;teachers came in and decided to say no playing of poker cards. DAMN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm really not in good mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i think i'm a very ye3 man2 person loh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i keep making promises i know i can never actually suceed in keeping it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dunno why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;issit to reassure myself, or am i making it just to please you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;because i know that if i don't promise, someway or another, you will make me make that promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;don't come and tell me that hating yourself is gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;then i think the three quaters of the world is gay man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hehs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i feel so damn screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;choir today was damn boring. my only company was that vicious thingie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i felt like dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;on the way to potong pasir mrt, yingxue threatened to kick me out to the road. and i told her i'll gladly let you do it. hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;auditions are coming soon, i so do not have the heart to even do well in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i don't feel like doing anything except dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;even this post is HALF-hearted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;was talking to kaywei after choir cos i was waiting for sarena to finish her TAF camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;kaywei: you aren't gonna *** again are you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me: nah. infront of general office you want me die arh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;kaywei: laffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me: besides, they will send me to intensive counselling if i do it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;heh. those who know what i'm doing should know what i'm talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sophia even sms-ed me after choir to tell me to stop doing it loh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i promised her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;like i did with a whole bunch of other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but..i have no faith. i know that it will happen again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dionne says i'm the kind of person that look like they will never do this kind of thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;maybe that's a good thing, maybe that's a bad thing. don't really care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;whatever it is, i'll never garuntee that i will never do it again although i've promised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i know that i will make alot of people disappointed, but i'm at my wits now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm a person who cannot take alot of stuff like others can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm a darn useless idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a bai chi a hei chi, yada yada yada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i keep telling myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i CANNOT cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i CANNOT cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;damn frustrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i think i'll shall stop here. in case i start swearing like hell like i did this afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-112990114757430685?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/112990114757430685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=112990114757430685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/112990114757430685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/112990114757430685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/10/malu-ed.html' title='MALU-ED'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-112971635869789167</id><published>2005-10-19T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T18:05:58.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day...</title><content type='html'>yes. just came back from choir.&lt;br /&gt;bought a new choir tee, size L. heh. it's darn BIG man. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;got back more results. really disapointed man.&lt;br /&gt;ahwells. i didn't study. can't expect more. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;design &amp; tech. = A1&lt;br /&gt;home econs = A2&lt;br /&gt;english = A2&lt;br /&gt;history = A2&lt;br /&gt;geography = A2 (i tink lah. 4got lerh.)&lt;br /&gt;literature = B3&lt;br /&gt;science = B4&lt;br /&gt;higher chinese = C5&lt;br /&gt;mathematics = C5&lt;br /&gt;art = C5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps. i tink those are my EOY results.&lt;br /&gt;darn, it so sucks.&lt;br /&gt;my chinese improved by one grade. YAYNESS!!&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;was freezing in choir today.&lt;br /&gt;my teeth were chattering. =P&lt;br /&gt;lame loh. if the new cedar jacket didn't make me look like a dumb yellow coloured traffic light, i'd actually wear it. lols.&lt;br /&gt;i'm very tired now actually.&lt;br /&gt;gotta pay evan 10:50 for the choir tee tomorrow. bleh. i broke liao lah.&lt;br /&gt;den still have 2 bucks for choir fund.&lt;br /&gt;and i still owe soliel 2 bucks cos sarena won amirah in stress.&lt;br /&gt;ohman.&lt;br /&gt;i'll bet on sweets next time.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;yes. i tink i'll just stop here:))&lt;br /&gt;goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-112971635869789167?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/112971635869789167/comments/default' title='Post 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yupps. a new skin. i think i like this one better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;been really tiring lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i think that being tired was the only thing i've been mentioning these few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'm feeling rather peachy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the choir ain't going to germany no more. not even china.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but i understand. it is too near to their 'o' levels. i won't be selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;miss chye started by saying next year we gonna have practices 3 or 4 times a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;oh heck. i'll be dead tired next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i feel very alone right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i feel like a textbook. only needed whenever we do stuff that involves it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sorry textbook. i treated you like dirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and now i'm treated like dirt. great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thank you evangeline for always being there for me when no one was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i really really really appreciate it:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm glad you like the pooh bear. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i can't imagine without you in the choir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you're leaving next year. i'm gonna cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you cannot forget me ok! hahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;if not i whack you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you rock evan! i love you:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'll certainly miss you alot. kekeke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yupps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and jeremy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;must take care of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i know you're going through a rough patch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but must jiayous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;don't make me worried ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;darn! i sound like a mother. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;nutters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anyway. try to eat and sleep at least a little ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yupps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i dunno what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i feel darn troubled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my head feels like it's gonna burst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;although i don't show how i actually feel. the more i think, the more it seems that no one understands my character at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;that no one even knows me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;even the least emotional song now can make me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'm not kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;there's a whole truckload of tears waiting to flow out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;only, i'm holding them back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;choir practice till 5:30 everyday just doesn't make it any better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;it makes me more tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i can't even type or speak coherrently now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;eye bags getting worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'm dead beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;even considered standing in the middle of the road junction so i'll just die immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;that's good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;by actually listening and helping people in depression, i'm sort of like telling that to myself too. wierd huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ahwells. guess i'll just stop here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ttfn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-112964153390049320?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/112964153390049320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=112964153390049320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/112964153390049320'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;just spending the whole time staring into space.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so darn overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not even a bloody psychologist! (don't ask)&lt;br /&gt;i'm so not cut out for counselling. not that i don't wanna help or anything. i wanna help. but not so many at a time!&lt;br /&gt;as much as i would like to just break down and cry and wail out my troubles, i can't.&lt;br /&gt;it's just like jenny grennley in the book teen idol by meg cabot.&lt;br /&gt;go read the bloody book if you wanna noe what i mean cos i ain't bothering to explain it to you.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i find it amusing. how does he even put up a strong front when he's with people after all the shat he's been through.&lt;br /&gt;i sound like bloody damn bitch from hell but i don't care!&lt;br /&gt;imma bitch so what.&lt;br /&gt;i like to bitch so just sod off if you ain't happy.&lt;br /&gt;it's after the exams. i'm supposed to be RELAX!&lt;br /&gt;it seems like i'm even more tense then before.&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to hear voices in my head ok.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm the one who needs counselling instead.&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm trying to be self-centric or anything.&lt;br /&gt;on the contary, i'd rather be the one that was never noticed.&lt;br /&gt;i can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;even music doesn't sufice as any help at all.&lt;br /&gt;all i do is grab my head and hear my voices in my head.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm going insane.&lt;br /&gt;a taxi almost ran me down.&lt;br /&gt;was cursing at it cos it stopped in time.&lt;br /&gt;i wished it would of just taken me out of all these misery.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i look like a panda.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so afraid i'm gonna break my promises to caleb and evangeline.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so darn afraid.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how much more of this shat i can take.&lt;br /&gt;i really really really wanna end all this.&lt;br /&gt;my only company now is my trusty old pen knife.&lt;br /&gt;everyone else is just coming to me to thrust out all their problems.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't blame you.&lt;br /&gt;you just wanna let all your problems out just like i do.&lt;br /&gt;but i prefer bottling up instead.&lt;br /&gt;easier to die.&lt;br /&gt;and there's choir for the whole week ok.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna break soon.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm holding it back.&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna let it out.&lt;br /&gt;sing sing sing.&lt;br /&gt;all these problems was the whole reason as to why i've decided to back out of camy.&lt;br /&gt;i can't handle anymore responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm definitely in no shape to serve God right now.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i weren't even born.&lt;br /&gt;i sound so selfish right now.&lt;br /&gt;i can't go on any further.&lt;br /&gt;i'll start crying.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-112947046210960091?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/112947046210960091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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OFFICIALLY OVER!&lt;br /&gt;flunked most of them. ahwells.&lt;br /&gt;this whole week has been quite uneventful except for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;whole week has been holiday loh. like october holidays like that. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;well. went out with RENA, SARENA and AMIRAH yesterday to east coast.&lt;br /&gt;JACINDA was supposed to come but her mum wouldn't allow. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;told my dad to wake me up at 7:50 am he woke me up at 7:15 am. -.-&lt;br /&gt;thus tried going back to sleep but to no avail. haas.&lt;br /&gt;i then went to watch teevee.&lt;br /&gt;after that i left house at 8:30 am. heavy traffic. thus, i was twenty minutes late in meeting RENA at SENGKANG MRT STATION.&lt;br /&gt;SORRY RENA! hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;she told me that people thought she was a beggar cos she was sitting on the floor with nothing but her rollerblades in hand. lols. so she decided to go sit on the chairs instead.&lt;br /&gt;then we walked and walked to the bus stop at far far away land carrying our very very heavy rollerblades.&lt;br /&gt;made a bet with rena the 27 will come next. hahahas. i won. lols.&lt;br /&gt;took bus 27 until changi terminal one to change bus. the bus ride was boring and long.&lt;br /&gt;rena was being crazy. she found this chocolate bar on her bus seat. then there weren't much ppl inside the bus cos they all left liaos. she den decided to throw it at the mobiletv thingie we were staring at. it hit the teevee and made a very loud 'PONG' sound. hahahs. surprising thing is. nobody bothered and we started laughing really loudly like crazy maniacs. hhahahs.&lt;br /&gt;bus 36 came after. it stopped at terminal two then the bus driver went to shit. hahahas. took a good whole 10 minutes. being bored, me and rena started taking photos. those really blurry ones like ghost like that. hahahas. everyone was staring at us like we some kind of idiot or something. lols. den the bus driver came back with some people. we came to a conclusion that the woman who came up was a air stewardess cos she was very pretty. hahahas. the bus ride continued on for 30 mins +++&lt;br /&gt;was darn bored. walk to mac with our heavy rollerblades. almost died. den we ate lunch there cos it was nearly 12. me and rena were 2 hours late. lols.&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to blade to the rental shop so we could leave our bags there. then we went to blade. i sucked at it. bleh. then i saw amanda from six charity the tall tall one not amanda yeo. yupps. we said hi den left. lols.&lt;br /&gt;decided to give up on my blading and went to rent a bike instead.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs. this twin bike with two guys on it rode past us. they were very far away lah. decided to see if my bike skills go slack norts. so decided to see if i could catch up with them. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;of cos i did. i pass by them the black colour guy was like " ta ma de". hahahas. bad me was smirking all the way. lols.&lt;br /&gt;went back to tell sarena that i have accomplished my task. hahahs. rena and amirah were being crazy. everytime someone scold them or talk to them they will go 'have a nice day' and then start laughing their asses away.&lt;br /&gt;after getting tired of blading, we went to play with water at the beach. played awhile then decided to leave cos sarena's dad was coming and amirah and i wanted a lift to bedok mrt lohs. then we went our seperate ways and went home. o yes. we saw sarena's ex classmate from her primary school too. his name is called BOON TIONG i tink. hahhas. from raffles institution sec 1. sarena and him were staring at each other then dun wan to say hello. hahahhahas. lame. yupps. i tink that's how the day went. lols.&lt;br /&gt;shall end here now. ttyl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-112917298674653894?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-112843138710961563</id><published>2005-10-04T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T21:09:47.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreamer.</title><content type='html'>it occured to me i'm so much of a dreamer person.&lt;br /&gt;always indulging in fantasies one after another.&lt;br /&gt;although knowing that in a world like this, it will never happen.&lt;br /&gt;so materialistic...&lt;br /&gt;it's like looking for perfect love knowing that it can't be found.&lt;br /&gt;like insisting on doing something although knowing that it'll probably will fail no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;like looking for a pin in a pile of haystack.&lt;br /&gt;or like in spongebob, looking for a strand of hay among a whole pile of pins.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i think disney is UNHEALTHY.&lt;br /&gt;it's just feeding us with more lies about reality.&lt;br /&gt;happy endings never occur in this world.&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda impossible.&lt;br /&gt;the nonsense about how 'love will find a way' and that you will always find your 'prince'.&lt;br /&gt;just deluding little kiddies on what this world really is.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, knowing all this doesn't stop me from indulging in fantasies and disney's heartwarming shows that can only happen in shows.&lt;br /&gt;i'm that much of a dreamer.&lt;br /&gt;it scares me even.&lt;br /&gt;dreaming of a perfect life.&lt;br /&gt;ignorance is bliss.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, my english teacher managed to twist these three words into something more.&lt;br /&gt;she asked us: who are the most self-centered people on earth.&lt;br /&gt;first reaction.&lt;br /&gt;how would i friggin noe?&lt;br /&gt;the answer was little kids.&lt;br /&gt;why you ask.&lt;br /&gt;because their ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;everything is all about me me me.&lt;br /&gt;nobody else.&lt;br /&gt;it got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;it would be so nice to be that way isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;to be pampered.&lt;br /&gt;i know most of the times i'm self-centered.&lt;br /&gt;i want this i want that.&lt;br /&gt;but those are kids.&lt;br /&gt;innocent little kids.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;she den proceeded to say that our class had the most self-centered people.&lt;br /&gt;i don't deny it.&lt;br /&gt;nearly every teacher have given up on us.&lt;br /&gt;we piss of teachers.&lt;br /&gt;heck i give up on my studies even.&lt;br /&gt;don't care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;everytime they give us the suckiest teachers and expect us to do well.&lt;br /&gt;ahwells.&lt;br /&gt;that's life i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i rather indulge in my fantasies every second of the day instead.&lt;br /&gt;so much more pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;to feel nothing other than happiness.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be nice.&lt;br /&gt;yups.&lt;br /&gt;that's about it i guess.&lt;br /&gt;ttfn~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-112807177138247482</id><published>2005-09-30T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T17:16:11.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>museum of twits. HAH!</title><content type='html'>hellos.&lt;br /&gt;been a LONG time since i blogged.&lt;br /&gt;exams have come and it's all study study study.&lt;br /&gt;yea well.&lt;br /&gt;but that's not what i'm blogging about loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="www.museum-of-twits.blogspot.com"&gt;museum of twits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps. a dumb excuse for a blog if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;but before i start offending anyone, i'd like to say that whatever that is written here is just my OPINION. NOT meant to OFFEND anyone. and therefore, do NOT sue me! if you DO NOT heed this disclaimer then well. IT'S NOT ANY OF MY BUSINESS! thank you((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now on to the post.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i think that their criticising of ah lians and others have gone too FAR!&lt;br /&gt;i mean. even people taking photos at wisma and putting it on friendster is a CRIME!&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;some people might agree, some might not.&lt;br /&gt;but heck! i don't CARE about your FRIGGIN opinion about finding it amusing.&lt;br /&gt;if it was YOU i don't think YOU would be LAUGHING at YOURSELF would you.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;they are INSULTING people and here you are finding it SO FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;I THINK NOT IF I HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY ABOUT IT!&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna mention names. for all i know, i might just get sued.&lt;br /&gt;just because someone cut their hand and took a foto of it to put on friendster, they had to be such a BUSYBODY and go take it and make fun of the person.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST THING FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT WHY PEOPLE CUT!&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT WHY THAT PERSON DID IT AND YOU WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND!&lt;br /&gt;JUST FUCK OFF AND MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS.&lt;br /&gt;FOR ALL I KNOW, I MIGHT GET MY HANDS ON YOUR PICTURES AND START INSULTING YOU TO FUCKING HELL.&lt;br /&gt;now now.&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm not supposed to swear but heck it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just TOO PISSED THAT A PERSON LIKE YOU WOULD FIND IT FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;YOU OF ALL PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;i mean like WHO ARE YOU to use photoshop or paint and put words in the picture to represent why that person cut.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;u wrote.&lt;br /&gt;"ONE CUT-MISS LAOGONG&lt;br /&gt; ANOTHER CUT-AHDI LEAVE ENERGY. *NEWS FLASH, IT WAS TORO WHO LEFT ENERGY. WANNA INSULT PEOPLE FIRST GET YOUR FACTS RIGHT FUCKING IDIOT!*&lt;br /&gt; THIRD CUT - SLY LOST SINGAPORE IDOL AND YADA YADA YADA..."&lt;br /&gt;i mean like wtf. is with all these.&lt;br /&gt;you don't even know that person personally and here you are thinking you're doing your DUTY as to insult her.&lt;br /&gt;if you go to HELL AND ROT TO DEATH, I WOULDN'T BE SURPRISED.&lt;br /&gt;WITH ALL THE INSULTING YOU'VE DONE I THINK EVEN HELL IS TOO LENIENT!&lt;br /&gt;AND FOR YOUR FUCKING INFO, PEOPLE DON'T CUT BECAUSE OF SUCH STUPID REASONS!&lt;br /&gt;ONLY YOU ARE FREE ENOUGH TO DO THIS KINDA STUFF. YOU'RE JUST AN OVERRATED ATTENTION SEEKER TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING MORE.&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU WANNA DO THIS KINDA THING, GO FUCK YOURSELF WITH THE PIG.&lt;br /&gt;OR MAYBE THE PIG'S TOO SMALL FOR YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE.&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE A FULL GROWN HORSE WOULD DO THE TRICK.&lt;br /&gt;GO ON DEN.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK THE HELL OFF.&lt;br /&gt;AND AFTER READING ALL THAT YOU FEEL OFFENDED, THEN YOU'RE EITHER ONE OF THOSE KIND OF PEOPLE OR YOU THINK IT'S SO FUNNY TO LAUGH AT PEOPLE GETTING INSULTED.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH PEOPLE HAVING THE LIKES OF YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE IF YOU ARE SOMEONE CLOSE TO ME OR NOT.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE PEOPLE LIKE THAT TO THE CORE.&lt;br /&gt;INSENSITIVE BASTARDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps. that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;i noe i swear too much. i'm just much too pissed.&lt;br /&gt;ahwells.&lt;br /&gt;shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-112807177138247482?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/112807177138247482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=112807177138247482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/112807177138247482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/112807177138247482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/09/museum-of-twits-hah.html' title='museum of twits. HAH!'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-112557551473759813</id><published>2005-09-01T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T20:07:28.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>library stuff (:</title><content type='html'>HEYA!&lt;br /&gt;on ACCOUNT of alyssa, i shall blog about YESTERDAY (:&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was TEACHERS' DAY CELEBRATION.&lt;br /&gt;o whee.&lt;br /&gt;so after school, went back to PRIMARY school with SABRINA.&lt;br /&gt;met JING YI and LI TING there.&lt;br /&gt;and more CEDERIANS came.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;didn't know there was SO many.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;den alyssa DECIDED to GRACE us with her presence. =pPp&lt;br /&gt;saw debi and gave her a HUMUNGOUS hug and some SICK jokes that left her 'THAWING' according to HER.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;after that, left school and went to LIBRARY with alyssa cos we DIDN'T want to go home.&lt;br /&gt;curse her say later she will meet EUGENE and EVAN.&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;they really APPEARED at the place we were drinking bubbletea before going to the library.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;psycho. lol&lt;br /&gt;den i MADE alyssa go say hi.&lt;br /&gt;den alyssa's PRECIOUS DARLING couldn't recognise her.&lt;br /&gt;whahahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;den decided to go library together.&lt;br /&gt;and den me and alyssa went up to the second floor to look for books.&lt;br /&gt;then EUGENE came up and told alyssa NOT to go down cos got lots of CHUNG CHENG PPL there.&lt;br /&gt;den this guy appeared and with a grp of GIRLS.&lt;br /&gt;den they walked over but his fone rang and den dey left.&lt;br /&gt;den more ppl came and they wanted to take a CLOSER look at ALYSSA.&lt;br /&gt;they couldn't make it ANYMORE darn OBVIOUS. *tsktsk&lt;br /&gt;well. went down to help alyssa check out what was HAPPENING.&lt;br /&gt;saw a bunch of CCHMS CLIQUE there.&lt;br /&gt;big SURPRISE larhs.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;den me and alyssa couldn't take it no more and decided to GO back in.&lt;br /&gt;thus numerous WHISPERS followed.&lt;br /&gt;yupps.&lt;br /&gt;all these left alyssa so PAISEH!&lt;br /&gt;whahahas.&lt;br /&gt;i tink that was about ALL larhs.&lt;br /&gt;yupps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodBYE (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-112557551473759813?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/112557551473759813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=112557551473759813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/112557551473759813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/112557551473759813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/09/library-stuff.html' title='library stuff (:'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-112350914871720445</id><published>2005-08-08T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:52:28.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updated!</title><content type='html'>hello hello...&lt;br /&gt;finally decided to update again.&lt;br /&gt;not much has been happening.&lt;br /&gt;after all.&lt;br /&gt;i have an uneventful life.&lt;br /&gt;yups.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i shall do day by day blogging barhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to fop *festival of praise to those who didn't know*. was great! hillsong and delirious totally rocked larhs. haas. met sophia, natalie and a few other people there too. (: hahas. saw these two little girls who were dancing like there was no tomorrow. they were so adorable larhs. =pPp well. i tink tat's all that happened on that day anyway. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;strong&gt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church as usual. but more sleepy. hahas. lame. after that went out to lunch. usual places like cine. hahas. town is getting kinda boring liaos. always the same place. always the same food. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday(today)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went school national day celebration. choir performance was awful. gown was too hot! wasn't a really nice day to boot. i'm feeling grouchy. had community singing. got scolded during assembly for nothing. how great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. go check out joan's blog! she updated! finally! she wrote utter crap. she totally twisted the whole friggin story larhs. neway. i'll stop here. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-112350914871720445?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/112350914871720445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=112350914871720445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/112350914871720445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/112350914871720445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/08/updated.html' title='updated!'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-112298315880736493</id><published>2005-08-02T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T19:45:58.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything Burns : Ben Moody Feat. Anastacia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Everything Burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she sits in her corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;singing herself to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wrapped in all of her promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that no one seems to keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she no longer cries to herself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no tears left to wash away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just diaries of empty pages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;feelings gone astray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but she will sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;till everything burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;while everyone screams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;burning their lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;burning my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and all of this hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all of this pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we'll burn it all down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;as my anger reigns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;till everything burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;walking through life unnoticed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;knowing that no one cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;too consumed in their masquerade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no one sees her there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and still she sings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;till everything burns&lt;br /&gt;while everyone screams&lt;br /&gt;burning their lies&lt;br /&gt;burning my dreams&lt;br /&gt;and all of this hate&lt;br /&gt;all of this pain&lt;br /&gt;we'll burn it all down&lt;br /&gt;as my anger reigns&lt;br /&gt;till everything burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everything burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(everything burns)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everything burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;watching it all fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(all fade away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everyone scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everyone scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(watching it all fade away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;till everything burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;while everyone screams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;burning their lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;burning my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and all of this hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all of this pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we'll burn it all down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;as my anger reigns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;till everything burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everything burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;watching it all fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everything burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;watching it all fade away&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/13102224-112298315880736493?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/112298315880736493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Anastacia'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-112264785675673456</id><published>2005-07-29T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T22:37:36.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be yourself day</title><content type='html'>hmm. very long never update liaos. been having lots of fun being a"hooligan" to a"bimbo with coconut juice in her head". heh! it's a rather long story. went to kovan today to buy be yourself day clothes. i wonder why i took the time. spent over 70 bucks there. so expensive. and it was only a light pink polkadot dress with dark pink dots. heh. and a pink cardigan. with of cos, pink flower earings. haha. never see the day where i will ever wear this. hahah. can't believe myself siahh. maybe i'll take a few photos on that day. though i'll look rather pinkish. i tink kay wei will laugh till the day ends. hahas. she absolutely adores pink. hahas. then on that day i have choir rehearsal for national day concert in school some more. so troublesome. change here change there. ah well. all for the sake of being enthu. heh. at least nadia and amirah gonna join me and wear also. hahas. if not i won't wear. later become so extra siahh. still haven't bought the shoes though. don't really know what kind of shoes to buy siahh. any ideas? hahas. hmm. mum asking me off the computer liaos. hahas. o yea. i bought two baby lobsters. their in my fish tank now. so cute and pretty one. hahas. ok. shall stop here larhs. bye all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xiao la jiao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-112264785675673456?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-112125974787307532</id><published>2005-07-13T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T21:02:27.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to hell with rumours!</title><content type='html'>i've had it with the rumours!&lt;br /&gt;i tried ignoring it!&lt;br /&gt;tried forgeting it.&lt;br /&gt;but you know what.&lt;br /&gt;that doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;because people are always there to remind you of this rumour's existance.&lt;br /&gt;to hell with it.&lt;br /&gt;what is today.&lt;br /&gt;making people pissed day?&lt;br /&gt;damn it!&lt;br /&gt;damn it!&lt;br /&gt;damn it!&lt;br /&gt;to hell with my language.&lt;br /&gt;i don't friggin care!&lt;br /&gt;to a certain someone!&lt;br /&gt;go ahead and call me a bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;you don't even know me.&lt;br /&gt;and you call that the true me!&lt;br /&gt;i've had it.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't mean to blow things up but i can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;to hell with whatever oscar nominee.&lt;br /&gt;to hell with everything.&lt;br /&gt;the friggin food fair..&lt;br /&gt;the friggin projects..&lt;br /&gt;the friggin studies..&lt;br /&gt;if i were to list out everything.&lt;br /&gt;i'd probably offend the whole world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-112125974787307532?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/112125974787307532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=112125974787307532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/112125974787307532'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;been long since i updated.&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;with all the screaming going in the house, i hardly can rest.&lt;br /&gt;exams coming full speed.&lt;br /&gt;teachers yelling!&lt;br /&gt;parents yelling!&lt;br /&gt;lets see how long i'll last this time.&lt;br /&gt;choir auditions tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;great!&lt;br /&gt;just great!&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;that's life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-112056986066993900?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/112056986066993900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=112056986066993900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/112056986066993900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/112056986066993900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/07/moodless.html' title='moodless --`'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-112039173725244129</id><published>2005-07-03T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T19:55:37.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>laas..</title><content type='html'>hello hello hello...&lt;br /&gt;haven't been updating much these days.&lt;br /&gt;well, my holidays has been great!&lt;br /&gt;the greatest i've experienced in the 13 years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;retreat was really good.&lt;br /&gt;it had a really great time swimming, bowling, hanging out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;i had a really fun time.&lt;br /&gt;though there were times that i was sad there.&lt;br /&gt;it didn't matter cos i was happy most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;the food there wasn't really nice though.&lt;br /&gt;ended up having gastric many many times.&lt;br /&gt;X)&lt;br /&gt;ah wells.&lt;br /&gt;me got to know many many people better through that one week!&lt;br /&gt;so happy!&lt;br /&gt;heehee =pPp&lt;br /&gt;that was the most enjoyable week of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss it now.&lt;br /&gt;so used to spending time with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;='(&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for youth camp though!&lt;br /&gt;so excited.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;these holidays are mostly spent with church barhs.&lt;br /&gt;spend until my mum complain that i might as well live at church.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;really miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;no worries.&lt;br /&gt;haii.&lt;br /&gt;no school start lerhs.&lt;br /&gt;i dun really like it though.&lt;br /&gt;i hate my school.&lt;br /&gt;haii.&lt;br /&gt;teachers are o so boring.&lt;br /&gt;blahh.&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;i still have to study and get good grades to go to ip programe.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall mug and chiong lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;just to get outta cedar then go junior college.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;i tink i blog lidat larhs.&lt;br /&gt;nth much to blog..&lt;br /&gt;byes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-112039173725244129?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/112039173725244129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=112039173725244129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm lost and broken, all alone on this road &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the wheels keep turnin', but the feelin' is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;when I fear I'm on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You remind me I am not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;when You said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'd leave ninety-nine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;leave them all behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;to find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;for you alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'd leave ninety-nine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;leave them all behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;to find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;it's dark and lonely and the path is unclear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;can't move my feet because I'm frozen in fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;then you say, "My child, my child - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I am always here, I'm by your side"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'd leave ninety-nine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;leave them all behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;to find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;for you alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'd leave ninety-nine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;leave them all behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;to find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;you're never too far down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I promise you'll be found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'll reach into the mud and mirely clay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;pursue you to the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;like a faithful friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;nothing in this world can keep me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'd leave ninety-nine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;leave them all behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;to find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;for you alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'd leave ninety-nine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;leave them all behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;to find you&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/13102224-112020946277478098?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/112020946277478098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=112020946277478098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/112020946277478098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/112020946277478098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/07/leaving-99.html' title='leaving 99'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-111831173872221088</id><published>2005-06-09T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T18:08:58.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too emotional? what the heck!</title><content type='html'>lets just put this entry as an exceptionally pissed pissed pissed one.&lt;br /&gt;i mean like.&lt;br /&gt;what is happening to the world?&lt;br /&gt;where is the farking love.&lt;br /&gt;ironic as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;they keep telling us that they're doing all this because they love us and everything.&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;it's all for cold hard cash.&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;it ain't my parents i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;it's about the farking arghhh!&lt;br /&gt;if i ever say that farking word, the government probably come after my head and put me in bloody jail.&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i don't give a bloody farking damn!&lt;br /&gt;sue me all you want.&lt;br /&gt;i'm correct aren't i.&lt;br /&gt;study.&lt;br /&gt;study.&lt;br /&gt;study.&lt;br /&gt;that's all you think about isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;i know you're intelligent and all.&lt;br /&gt;but not all of us are that way you know.&lt;br /&gt;what casino is good.&lt;br /&gt;please larhs.&lt;br /&gt;wad farked up shit is that?&lt;br /&gt;it's all for cold hard cash.&lt;br /&gt;you can't survive without it can you?&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;singapore graduates never make it.&lt;br /&gt;you know what's the difference between us and other countries graduates?&lt;br /&gt;singapore only make us study study study, memorise memorise memorise.&lt;br /&gt;what kind of shit is that?&lt;br /&gt;other countries do hands on.&lt;br /&gt;we singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;cannot apply our knowledge to work.&lt;br /&gt;because all we do is memorise.&lt;br /&gt;we don't know with our lives what's the reason for everything that happens.&lt;br /&gt;get it?&lt;br /&gt;study isn't everything!&lt;br /&gt;arghh!&lt;br /&gt;do you see those uni graduates with a job?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;it's those that have lower education.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;because they know how to apply their skills to work.&lt;br /&gt;you implant some kind of farked up shit into our parents mind.&lt;br /&gt;now, it costs us kids the problems.&lt;br /&gt;stress.&lt;br /&gt;whatever happened to the love huh?&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;the government loves us so much.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so touched.&lt;br /&gt;arghh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-111831173872221088?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/111831173872221088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=111831173872221088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/111831173872221088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/111831173872221088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/06/too-emotional-what-heck.html' title='too emotional? what the heck!'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-111824137300260622</id><published>2005-06-08T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T22:36:13.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHHH!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>what the heck is friggin wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;why am i sho friggin irritable?&lt;br /&gt;arghh!&lt;br /&gt;mii existance is a total waste of space!&lt;br /&gt;arghh!&lt;br /&gt;forget it!&lt;br /&gt;i tot i could get back to blogging in getting my feelings out but i can't seem to do it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like kicking everything i see!&lt;br /&gt;where's that friggin xbox game when i friggin need it.&lt;br /&gt;arghh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-111824137300260622?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/111824137300260622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=111824137300260622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/111824137300260622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/111824137300260622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/06/arghhh.html' title='ARGHHH!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-111720269629302485</id><published>2005-05-27T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T22:04:56.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>edited version : lost innocence</title><content type='html'>heyy ppl...tish ish dda edited version of the poem ii posted earlierr...sincee got sho much errors..haha...mii eng badd...=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lost innocence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the innocence i once held&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lost in that pool of lies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the emotions i once felt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;given to pay the price&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;regreting the path i've chosen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've surrendered to my destiny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there seems to be no more reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for her spirit has since left me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've lost everything i once held dear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;them i've killed with my own bare hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now i live with the guilt and the fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;though i'm ruler of all the lands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now all that is left of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;are the scars where the memories loom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all i wanted to do was save her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not send her to her doom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but what's done cannot be undone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my life now is just like a game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all that i have now is a daughter and a son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and they don't even know my name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-111720269629302485?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/111720269629302485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=111720269629302485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/111720269629302485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/111720269629302485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/05/edited-version-lost-innocence.html' title='edited version : lost innocence'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-111710866120645241</id><published>2005-05-26T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T19:57:41.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>star warss</title><content type='html'>wass readingg summ star warss fanficc and all tishh juss got tuu mii headd andd ii hadd tuu get it outt.. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's in anakin's point of view. there'll be one in padme's point of view once ii get dda inspirationn. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lost innocence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the innocence i once held&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lost in that pool of lies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the emotions i once felt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;given to pay the price&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;regreting the path i've chosen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've surrendered to my destiny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there seems to be no more reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for her spirit has since left me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've lost everything i once held dear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;them i've killed with my own bare hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now i live with the guilt and the fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;though i'm ruler of all the lands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now all that is left of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are the scars and the gloom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all i wanted to do was safe her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not bring her to her doom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but what's done cannot be undone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my life now is just like a game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all that i have now is a daughter and a son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and they don't even know my name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;copiirightedd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-justhatemiee =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wadd do ya thinkk??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyy comments??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;post at tagg board.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thanxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-111710866120645241?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/111710866120645241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=111710866120645241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/111710866120645241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/111710866120645241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/2005/05/star-warss.html' title='star warss'/><author><name>Blogger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-111701455211661906</id><published>2005-05-25T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T17:54:58.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sec 1 sl understudiee for a2 choirr??</title><content type='html'>lala...&lt;br /&gt;juss got backk frm school.&lt;br /&gt;choirr pracc.&lt;br /&gt;todaee nebaa singg lorhss.&lt;br /&gt;coss ii onii came back for dda last one hourr of dda pracc.&lt;br /&gt;and datt was whenn deyy were announcingg dda new choirr commitee.&lt;br /&gt;sho ish&lt;br /&gt;announcee&lt;br /&gt;announcee&lt;br /&gt;announcee&lt;br /&gt;denn suddenlyy sumbodyy call miee&lt;br /&gt;denn ii huh??&lt;br /&gt;denn deyy saee ii selectedd tuu be sec 1 section leader understudiee for alto 2 choirr.&lt;br /&gt;denn ii huh summoree.&lt;br /&gt;coss ii frm alto onee not alto twoo lehss.&lt;br /&gt;in dda endd, ms chyee switchh miee over tuu alto twoo.&lt;br /&gt;saddd&lt;br /&gt;budd nvmm.&lt;br /&gt;gott neww seniorss tuu tokk tuu.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i'mm retardedd.&lt;br /&gt;o yarhss.&lt;br /&gt;anyonee wanna watch star wars 3 : revengee of dda sith wibb miee???&lt;br /&gt;i'm dieingg tuu watch it againn.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;sendd miee an sms will ya??&lt;br /&gt;thanxxx&lt;br /&gt;newayy.&lt;br /&gt;miee tireddd.&lt;br /&gt;shall blogg next timee.&lt;br /&gt;lala..&lt;br /&gt;byess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-111701455211661906?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/111701455211661906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=111701455211661906' title='0 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/&gt;damnn damnn nicee lorhsss.&lt;br /&gt;ratherr saddd and gruesomee thoughh.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;gonna gett resultss back soon...&lt;br /&gt;not realliee worrieddd coss ii didn't faill.&lt;br /&gt;thankk godd.&lt;br /&gt;haha...dun realliee no wadd tuu writee lehsss.&lt;br /&gt;finalliee no spammer lerhsss.&lt;br /&gt;o yarhss.&lt;br /&gt;miee enteredd poem competitionn.&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether can makee dda cut anott.&lt;br /&gt;worrieddd siahss.&lt;br /&gt;tmrr got choirr.&lt;br /&gt;aiyarr.&lt;br /&gt;wadd m ii doingg??&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;todaee conductress call miee and a feww otherss tuu see her after skool.&lt;br /&gt;den she saee ish audition tuu see if we habb nicee enuff voicess tuu understudyy dda section leaderr cos seniorr saee our voicee niceeee.&lt;br /&gt;lidatt oso muss audition siahss...&lt;br /&gt;wierddd.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;miee stopp crappingg here.&lt;br /&gt;byesss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13102224.post-111681491411882172</id><published>2005-05-23T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T10:21:54.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalaiciousss</title><content type='html'>lala...neww blogg =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13102224-111681491411882172?l=theunglamourous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theunglamourous.blogspot.com/feeds/111681491411882172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13102224&amp;postID=111681491411882172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13102224/posts/default/111681491411882172'/><link rel='self' 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