<?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-8129374179675198907</id><updated>2011-10-11T17:57:15.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paint Me In Your Sunshine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-6945206952356218353</id><published>2011-05-10T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T01:47:36.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO to no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been really free lately. (Which probably explains why I'm blogging.) Hah. I even watched THOR twice. It's not bad actually. The storyline is a little cheesy though. I feel guilty not studying but blogging is such a great way to de- stess. I'm going to run later so whoo hoo! How many rounds can my legs carry me? I have about 11 days to shed 5 kg. I'm a mess. (No kidding) I like giving advice to people. Well, probably because I'm more of a helper than a leader. I love helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy People=Happy Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may sound really childish but I don't really care anymore. Stupid Labels. They should sue. I believe majority of this world thinks my blog does not even exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HERE I AM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like studying. Without Singapore's current education system, a teen's life would be quite pointless, don't you think? Yeah. I really miss Red Cross. The realization that you can't do much to help really stinks like skunk. Sigh. I'm really glad that I don't have much to worry about anymore but I feel awfully empty. I miss the AV Board a lot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH. I feel so old already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom says I have the mentality of a 13 year old. I am very insulted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't always get what you want but I get what I need. Good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I abnormal? I really don't like dramas and I don't have special likings for anyone or any celebrity. I like my friends. They mean a lot to me. I love my family. (We have our moments lah huh.) I LOVE GOD. Other than that, I don't find any interest in chasing after people who are people. In this way, I don't get distracted easily but in another, I have some difficulty carrying out long conversations with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOULD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNAKES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LADDERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see. I don't know what to ramble about anymore. Am I stupid or am I stupid, hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the Bible, Pray Everyday. HEY! Pray Everyday. HEY! Pray Everyday. HEY! (I don't know how the song ends. Oops.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah okay. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-6945206952356218353?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6945206952356218353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=6945206952356218353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/6945206952356218353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/6945206952356218353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello-to-no-one.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-5839256158749614670</id><published>2011-05-05T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T02:48:59.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nataliedee.com/011810/haha-turtle-you-just-got-punked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.nataliedee.com/011810/haha-turtle-you-just-got-punked.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I am not to be kidding you!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-5839256158749614670?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5839256158749614670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=5839256158749614670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5839256158749614670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5839256158749614670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-not-to-be-kidding-you.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-728480959665518777</id><published>2011-04-20T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T10:31:35.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t4_I8VOqbWw/Ta8W68qb9uI/AAAAAAAAARw/Ki-U-mr2JxE/s1600/Australia%2BGold%2BCoast%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597718063817160418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t4_I8VOqbWw/Ta8W68qb9uI/AAAAAAAAARw/Ki-U-mr2JxE/s400/Australia%2BGold%2BCoast%2B006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wear a hair band during my examinations so my fringe wouldn't annoy me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I associate crap to monkeys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not like to wear spectacles but &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be as blind as a...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to go now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Exams, when you over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-728480959665518777?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/728480959665518777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=728480959665518777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/728480959665518777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/728480959665518777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-i-wear-hair-band-during-my.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t4_I8VOqbWw/Ta8W68qb9uI/AAAAAAAAARw/Ki-U-mr2JxE/s72-c/Australia%2BGold%2BCoast%2B006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-7240030652287719550</id><published>2011-03-30T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T07:11:21.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-60vRd2_C2gI/TZM4QAhcvFI/AAAAAAAAARo/oorToCZjfRc/s1600/IMGP2474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589873410166275154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-60vRd2_C2gI/TZM4QAhcvFI/AAAAAAAAARo/oorToCZjfRc/s400/IMGP2474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GEcnzTGDFE4/TZM4PvqhBdI/AAAAAAAAARg/Esf3L1IIWrY/s1600/IMGP2466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589873405640902098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GEcnzTGDFE4/TZM4PvqhBdI/AAAAAAAAARg/Esf3L1IIWrY/s400/IMGP2466.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qrbz8Qtx2XM/TZM3jfKsozI/AAAAAAAAARY/uhe6j9n42aY/s1600/IMGP2473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589872645298234162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qrbz8Qtx2XM/TZM3jfKsozI/AAAAAAAAARY/uhe6j9n42aY/s400/IMGP2473.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3rd Photograph: Courtesy of POH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELLO. I JUST WANT TO ANNOUNCE TO THE WORLD THAT SHAFIQA'S NAPFA 2.4KM RUN/ WALK TIMING WAS SO AMAZING, I ALMOST PASSED OUT. SHE IMPROVED BY 2 MINUTES MAN! I FEEL SO HAPPY FOR HER. I'M MORE EXCITED ABOUT IT THAN SHE IS. HAHA. GUESS WHAT HER TIMING IS. AIYAH. NO NEED TO GUESS LAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IT'S 15.28 MINUTES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I FEEL DEGRADED NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-7240030652287719550?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7240030652287719550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=7240030652287719550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7240030652287719550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7240030652287719550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/3rd-photograph-courtesy-of-poh.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-60vRd2_C2gI/TZM4QAhcvFI/AAAAAAAAARo/oorToCZjfRc/s72-c/IMGP2474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-449768783623588609</id><published>2011-03-26T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T05:42:08.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk154/fashiontoast/3-2011/P2285617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 479px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 416px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk154/fashiontoast/3-2011/P2285617.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is so sinful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder if anyone reads my blog man. Never mind. I've been a really horrid student. My mom says I'm the school's maid. She told me that weeks ago and I still remember what she said. I don't really remember my dad's words because he always repeats them. (The irony) Anyway, I'm making scrapbooks for __________ and __________. It's supposed to be a secret but I'm simply thrilled. I really hope I can go cycling with church members tomorrow. Sigh. I want to do things but I can't bring myself to do anything. I shall pray. Pray hard. I honestly want to repent for not reading the Bible daily and posting verses from it. I am obviously a mess. I feel like a mess. My cousins are at my house now. They are so naive man, but they're really understanding and sweet. I'm kinda setting a bad example for them. I'm blogging. MAN. They think I'm doing work. Okay. I shall stop and really start working. I should get rid of my tumblr account. (Or shouldn't I?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try posting my own photos the next time.&lt;br /&gt;I shall post again. (I really don't know when I will have the time to do so.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Credits to Fashion Toast. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-449768783623588609?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/449768783623588609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=449768783623588609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/449768783623588609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/449768783623588609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-is-so-sinful.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk154/fashiontoast/3-2011/th_P2285617.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-5439720786910980087</id><published>2011-03-06T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T08:28:23.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhm64lSiUK1qzhwx8o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhm64lSiUK1qzhwx8o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really hard to keep posting bible verses now. I am a total failure at being a GOOD Christian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-5439720786910980087?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5439720786910980087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=5439720786910980087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5439720786910980087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5439720786910980087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-really-hard-to-keep-posting-bible.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-324450047464914545</id><published>2011-03-03T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T01:38:26.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRdF_pST7RTHS3dZfFu09NfeUBD5o2rueL8gKbYJiJ1BzxGYCHQYA"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRdF_pST7RTHS3dZfFu09NfeUBD5o2rueL8gKbYJiJ1BzxGYCHQYA" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Story of Tom, Dick and Harry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In the Beginning, Tom had a Harry Dick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3 Years later, Harry's Dick was named Tom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE END.&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/8129374179675198907-324450047464914545?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/324450047464914545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=324450047464914545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/324450047464914545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/324450047464914545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2011/03/story-of-tom-dick-and-harry-in.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-2935472663255558729</id><published>2011-02-16T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T08:34:58.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.ebaumsworld.com/picture/star4ucker/birthdays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 453px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://media.ebaumsworld.com/picture/star4ucker/birthdays.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We Only Feel Special On Our&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're falling again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-2935472663255558729?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2935472663255558729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=2935472663255558729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2935472663255558729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2935472663255558729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-only-feel-special-on-our-birthdays.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-2648243869910596470</id><published>2011-01-11T05:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T06:24:22.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.innovationsinnewspapers.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/1900sboysbwchildrennycphotography-db6626457d165f2716484ed819bee298_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.innovationsinnewspapers.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/1900sboysbwchildrennycphotography-db6626457d165f2716484ed819bee298_h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~nemahaks/images/SenecaHighClassUnknownYear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 495px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 331px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~nemahaks/images/SenecaHighClassUnknownYear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idph.state.ia.us/common/images/125/nurse_weighing_baby_1900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 393px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.idph.state.ia.us/common/images/125/nurse_weighing_baby_1900.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://about.nsw.gov.au/media/image_cache/orig_images/o/t/otford-railway-station-mid-1900s_-1242225901--5021924038656004096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 503px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://about.nsw.gov.au/media/image_cache/orig_images/o/t/otford-railway-station-mid-1900s_-1242225901--5021924038656004096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uvm.edu/landscape/dating/clothing_and_hair/1900s_clothing_women_files/image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 424px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.uvm.edu/landscape/dating/clothing_and_hair/1900s_clothing_women_files/image014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;Back Then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-2648243869910596470?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2648243869910596470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=2648243869910596470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2648243869910596470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2648243869910596470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-then.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-7908094054917394943</id><published>2011-01-11T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T05:18:25.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kellebelle.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/15-stunning-examples-of-underwater-photography.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 384px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://kellebelle.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/15-stunning-examples-of-underwater-photography.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "Whoever curses his father or his mother, His lamp will be put out in deep darkness."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 20: 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-7908094054917394943?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7908094054917394943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=7908094054917394943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7908094054917394943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7908094054917394943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2011/01/whoever-curses-his-father-or-his-mother.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-7121993096944951282</id><published>2011-01-10T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T00:51:59.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pandemonia.com/img/photography.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 455px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.pandemonia.com/img/photography.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;"And so find favour and high esteem In the sight of GOD and man."&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 3: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Simon Peter answered and said, " You are the Christ, the Son of the living&lt;br /&gt;GOD."&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 16: 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-7121993096944951282?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7121993096944951282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=7121993096944951282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7121993096944951282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7121993096944951282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2011/01/and-so-find-favour-and-high-esteem-in.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-2179460912124188113</id><published>2011-01-08T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T06:31:38.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tiltshiftphotography.net/images/crossroads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 443px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 334px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.tiltshiftphotography.net/images/crossroads.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;"The fear of the LORD is the beginning of knowledge, But fools despise&lt;br /&gt;wisdom and instruction."&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 1: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep your heart with all dilligence, For out of it spring the&lt;br /&gt;issues of&lt;br /&gt;life."&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 4: 23&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-2179460912124188113?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2179460912124188113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=2179460912124188113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2179460912124188113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2179460912124188113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2011/01/fear-of-lord-is-beginning-of-knowledge.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-7120400752296271574</id><published>2011-01-06T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T02:31:27.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t263/hoimazing/gif/tumblr_l6z1ph2vme1qzglr2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 169px;" src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t263/hoimazing/gif/tumblr_l6z1ph2vme1qzglr2.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"What is bent cannot be straightened, and what is missing cannot be supplied."&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 1: 15&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-7120400752296271574?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7120400752296271574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=7120400752296271574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7120400752296271574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7120400752296271574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-is-bent-cannot-be-straightened-and.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t263/hoimazing/gif/th_tumblr_l6z1ph2vme1qzglr2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-3851482593471320793</id><published>2011-01-06T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T02:35:22.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn63/Mezundastud/Color/31f7b136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 152px;" src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn63/Mezundastud/Color/31f7b136.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Futile, Futile." laments the Teacher, "Absolutely futile! Everything is futile!"&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 1: 2&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-3851482593471320793?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3851482593471320793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=3851482593471320793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/3851482593471320793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/3851482593471320793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2011/01/futile-futile.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn63/Mezundastud/Color/th_31f7b136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-587266285070631353</id><published>2011-01-04T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T03:17:15.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i1093.photobucket.com/albums/i423/rumper2/gif.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 188px;" src="http://i1093.photobucket.com/albums/i423/rumper2/gif.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;" A fool vents all his feelings, But a wise man holds them back." &lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 29:11&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-587266285070631353?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/587266285070631353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=587266285070631353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/587266285070631353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/587266285070631353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2011/01/fool-vents-all-his-feelings-but-wise.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-8853422682650043001</id><published>2011-01-03T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T08:26:04.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i869.photobucket.com/albums/ab259/SUMPUT/IMG_0378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 552px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i869.photobucket.com/albums/ab259/SUMPUT/IMG_0378.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; SO COOL RIGHT? I KNOW, I KNOW. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(The date a bit extra hor.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe I'm actually blogging. It's 11.45pm now and I feel like I could run a mile. I feel pretty optimistic about 2011. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New Start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New Year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New Beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, you get the point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Basically, I'm planning on starting this year totally fresh. As in really fresh. Starting from Square One. Physically, I'm going to be fitter and probably leaner. (If that's even possible.) Mentally, I'm going to be ___________________. Let's just say I have plans. I'm definitely going to keep up my "Pray 3 Times a Day and Read The Bible Daily" thing. It's the best thing worth living for. I'm not going to keep up trying to sound or look sophisticated. (Because I'm NOT.) I'm going to blog. Yes I Am. No one visits this blog so it'll be my personal space even though it's on the world wide web. I admit that I really have to drag myself everyday to the computer. I feel sick of these worldly pleasures. We all know that the world is going to fade away someday, so what's the use of holding on? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I REALLY LOVE GOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hey! Okay! I'll do this. I'll post a verse everyday! OHOHOH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Now I just sound as if I've lost the balls.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Facebook. It's a good outlet for sharing pictures, really good. So, in Facebook language, I Like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You know they say blogging is for sharing your thoughts or interpreting your day to the world, blah, blah, blah. Well, yeah, in a way it is, but in a way it isn't. In a negative perspective, you're like a stripper, courageously showing yourself to everyone. (You must be thinking: then you also stripper right? WAH PIANG EH!) Yeah, we're all strippers. We've got friends to show ourselves to etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;WE'RE LIKE DARE DEVILS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We Run and Raid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In a positive perspective, you're actually using technology to turn something ugly, to something really neat. Look at all the blogskins. They really beautify everything. (Like Botox or Plastic Surgery.) Even the fonts of the words you type become so artistic, you don't even seem to bother about the message. The best part about blogging is: YOU ARE WRITING AN ESSAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, it's like, you're like, improving your english! Like, how cool is that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*Shows the "It's so awesome, nothing can be more awesome than that." face.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(She siao or what?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can never understand the will of GOD for my family and I. His grace is absolutely sufficient for us. It's so abundant that GOD put my sister in TKGS as well. THANK GOD. I hope for the best for my sister. (We're on good terms.) The only downside to this is that she's going to stick her nose into everything I do at school. Once school starts, school dominates my life. So, she's going to be my life inspector or something, something, something. Maybe in a way it's good. At least I won't do anything bad in school because she'll be the first one to know. I mean, she's my sister right? Who am I kidding? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;IMMA BE A GOOD GIRL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Too Much Talk And Too Little Sleep Makes People Wanna Pee. I shall try to blog tomorrow night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Like daily reflections like that.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;GOD BLESS.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-8853422682650043001?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8853422682650043001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=8853422682650043001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/8853422682650043001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/8853422682650043001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-cool-right-i-know-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-2256576257404429769</id><published>2011-01-02T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:34:04.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Photography/photographyskyride-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Photography/photographyskyride-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I Absolutely Dislike Making New Year Resolutions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;go make your own resolutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-2256576257404429769?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2256576257404429769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=2256576257404429769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2256576257404429769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2256576257404429769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-absolutely-dislike-making-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-6676212985969232273</id><published>2010-11-25T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T05:57:52.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d157/inlovewithhim/c03ac4fc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 388px;" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d157/inlovewithhim/c03ac4fc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;To those going to Hanoi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise you're gonna have a ton of fun there. People will create bliss.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-6676212985969232273?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6676212985969232273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=6676212985969232273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/6676212985969232273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/6676212985969232273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-3801421593966945054</id><published>2010-11-03T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T18:12:22.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Piew Piew Piew!"&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Watching a movie During Chinese Extended Studies. The storyline is bland but the action is quite... &lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Judging is subjective so I shan't judge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-3801421593966945054?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3801421593966945054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=3801421593966945054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/3801421593966945054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/3801421593966945054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2010/11/piew-piew-piew-watching-movie-during.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-7877534571627305547</id><published>2010-10-27T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T02:03:26.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Golden</title><content type='html'>Hello. This is an official dead blog. I know I broke my promise about posting almost everyday but sometimes, I just can't. No one tags or reads my blog anyway. Most probably because it's not constantly updated. HAHA. I will try my best to post lah... but best doesn't work out all the time. If the bastards don't bang my door down or hover over my head, everything is possible. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I miss the freedom of blogging.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-7877534571627305547?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7877534571627305547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=7877534571627305547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7877534571627305547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7877534571627305547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-are-golden.html' title='We Are Golden'/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-3905918585611044020</id><published>2010-08-26T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T18:47:58.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ILLEGAL BLOGGING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I could get slaughtered for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-3905918585611044020?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3905918585611044020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=3905918585611044020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/3905918585611044020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/3905918585611044020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2010/08/illegal-blogging-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-2370771408340304505</id><published>2010-08-19T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T06:28:16.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/TG0xFGrROgI/AAAAAAAAARA/KSWvtAtEyW0/s1600/Photo-0144%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507111883105188354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/TG0xFGrROgI/AAAAAAAAARA/KSWvtAtEyW0/s400/Photo-0144%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; My Grandmother once said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Life is like a river, it just keeps on flowing and never stops. Even if there are rocks in it, you will always find a way to flow with the current." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I LOVE MY GRANDMOTHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I LOVE MY GRANDFATHER TOO. He's the wiser one though. HaHa.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-2370771408340304505?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2370771408340304505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=2370771408340304505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2370771408340304505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2370771408340304505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-grandmother-once-said-life-is-like.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/TG0xFGrROgI/AAAAAAAAARA/KSWvtAtEyW0/s72-c/Photo-0144%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-3297325332314500684</id><published>2010-08-01T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T06:33:51.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/TFV2w6mjnfI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/7goAOGFq_ZU/s1600/IMGP2023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500433102639701490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/TFV2w6mjnfI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/7goAOGFq_ZU/s400/IMGP2023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;HEH HEH. This is Mine. Ain't it a beauty. The Birthday Present from my parents. Not to worry. It's not my birthday yet. I got it on the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;24th of July 2010&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-3297325332314500684?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3297325332314500684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=3297325332314500684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/3297325332314500684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/3297325332314500684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2010/08/heh-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/TFV2w6mjnfI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/7goAOGFq_ZU/s72-c/IMGP2023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-1797872743082848986</id><published>2010-07-02T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T14:14:06.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exiles Feed on Hope&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to sit in a comfortable chair, watch television or read a book and go to sleep at a reasonable hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-1797872743082848986?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1797872743082848986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=1797872743082848986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/1797872743082848986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/1797872743082848986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2010/07/exiles-feed-on-hope-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-2155480806550083911</id><published>2010-05-28T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T06:12:36.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs179.snc3/20654_107494642597246_100000101319273_182068_7319024_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs179.snc3/20654_107494642597246_100000101319273_182068_7319024_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Sun Ate My Brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-2155480806550083911?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2155480806550083911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=2155480806550083911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2155480806550083911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2155480806550083911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2010/05/sun-ate-my-brain_28.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-7336941091361034692</id><published>2010-05-20T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T03:46:49.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://reagankjames.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/glee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 409px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://reagankjames.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/glee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, for the love of GLEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;yourself so no one has to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-7336941091361034692?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7336941091361034692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=7336941091361034692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7336941091361034692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7336941091361034692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-for-love-of-glee.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-9202171576435411520</id><published>2010-05-14T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T07:46:43.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/S-1gauz0i8I/AAAAAAAAAQw/MM2RAFYAiwg/s1600/My+Photos+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471135134683270082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/S-1gauz0i8I/AAAAAAAAAQw/MM2RAFYAiwg/s400/My+Photos+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Motto: Of those who say nothing, few are silent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Fair World.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Rebecca will try her best to post everyday. She realized that the purpose of creating a blog is to post crap. Therefore, she is going to do exactly that.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-9202171576435411520?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/9202171576435411520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=9202171576435411520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/9202171576435411520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/9202171576435411520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2010/05/motto-of-those-who-say-nothing-few-are.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/S-1gauz0i8I/AAAAAAAAAQw/MM2RAFYAiwg/s72-c/My+Photos+162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-4719793583136443164</id><published>2010-05-13T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T07:17:50.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/S-wEJEzSgWI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Esi8nHLMdU8/s1600/IMGP1610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470752201302507874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/S-wEJEzSgWI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Esi8nHLMdU8/s320/IMGP1610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; This picture is not ripped off the internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The dulcet rhythm of the wind pauses to let off a sigh&lt;br /&gt;of lament.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-4719793583136443164?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4719793583136443164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=4719793583136443164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/4719793583136443164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/4719793583136443164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-picture-is-not-ripped-off-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/S-wEJEzSgWI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Esi8nHLMdU8/s72-c/IMGP1610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-8724450482738496262</id><published>2010-05-12T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T01:33:34.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/S-pe9XAxnII/AAAAAAAAAQg/rzY69UaKYv0/s1600/IMGP0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470289105637186690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/S-pe9XAxnII/AAAAAAAAAQg/rzY69UaKYv0/s320/IMGP0846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THIS BEACH IS LOCATED IN GOLD COAST. And yes, I took the liberty of taking a picture of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto: This is a message from my heart, the most devoted body part, taking blood and making art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear gosh. the Exams are over...well, that was the past...so, let's move on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This post is specially for those with issues regarding the toilet. Whoever came up with these meritorious reasons deserves a pat on the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here are the 8 valid reasons...excuses, rather, why people have the physical capacity to camp out for such a long duration in the loo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) They were overcome by the fumes of the last visitor and have only just regained consciousness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) The door lock jammed and they ended up having to blast their way out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3) They fell into the toilet bowl and had to wait for their clothes to dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4) Some bastard put superglue on the toilet seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5) The glorious voices kept prompting them: "Push the flush button and you'll win a prize."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6) They are obsessive compulsive and had to count the number of hairs on their......well......you get what I mean......oh, never you mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7)The lights in the toilet they were in blacked out so they ended up having to grope around in pitch darkness around the toilet until they found the fuse box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8) They couldn't get their zips undone so they crept out the back of the toilet and worked on the damn old thing in the tool shed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There you go. Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*The picture and the message are 2 different things all together.&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/8129374179675198907-8724450482738496262?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8724450482738496262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=8724450482738496262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/8724450482738496262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/8724450482738496262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-beach-is-located-in-gold-coast.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/S-pe9XAxnII/AAAAAAAAAQg/rzY69UaKYv0/s72-c/IMGP0846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-6472072961307364622</id><published>2010-05-07T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T20:31:10.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Slow Dancing In a Burning&lt;br /&gt;Room&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-6472072961307364622?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6472072961307364622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=6472072961307364622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/6472072961307364622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/6472072961307364622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2010/05/slow-dancing-in-burning-room.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-3270084645278217246</id><published>2010-03-23T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T06:00:07.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/S6i5q5S8U9I/AAAAAAAAAQY/z9wn99CpsOQ/s1600-h/Photo-0048%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451811495517901778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/S6i5q5S8U9I/AAAAAAAAAQY/z9wn99CpsOQ/s320/Photo-0048%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Show your face Shafiqa Begum. And yes, you have an AWE-SOME last name. There is nothing to be ashamed of. You're already 15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy BELATED Birthday, my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-3270084645278217246?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3270084645278217246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=3270084645278217246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/3270084645278217246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/3270084645278217246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2010/03/show-your-face-shafiqa-begum.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/S6i5q5S8U9I/AAAAAAAAAQY/z9wn99CpsOQ/s72-c/Photo-0048%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-9138938286128768965</id><published>2010-03-18T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T05:49:09.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff120/girly-girl-graphics/life_quotes/1034-03-12-2010.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 195px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff120/girly-girl-graphics/life_quotes/1034-03-12-2010.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pathological Wails. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Always Look On the Bright Side of Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Da Dum Da Dum Da Dum Da Dum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-9138938286128768965?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/9138938286128768965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=9138938286128768965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/9138938286128768965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/9138938286128768965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2010/03/pathological-wails.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff120/girly-girl-graphics/life_quotes/th_1034-03-12-2010.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-5732795680190167184</id><published>2010-03-04T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T05:42:33.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joseph Strorm should go and die. He and his Ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Ostentatious, Dogmatic, Militant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wonder if anyone on this planet has his Obsession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Such a Hypocrite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;" See, my house is so huge and grand, but oh no no no. This is but a blessing from God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who would say such an immoral thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The one and only Joseph Strorm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank you Elias Strorm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We should all Raid Waknuk together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All the countries to go there and start World War 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The country should go sue itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's not on an actual map anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The worst panache I have ever come to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- All this is Fictional though. Please do not take this seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DE-STRESSING.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-5732795680190167184?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5732795680190167184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=5732795680190167184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5732795680190167184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5732795680190167184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2010/03/joseph-strorm-should-go-and-die.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-834448504582134439</id><published>2010-01-03T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T05:31:51.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/S0Cbw3pPQbI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/exIylD9Bhlg/s1600-h/retro22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/S0Cbw3pPQbI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/exIylD9Bhlg/s320/retro22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422505215227019698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I know it's kind of late but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; 2010 doesn't seem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;pleasant. Every year isn't. Whatever befall, keep those poker faces lifted. Ha ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;GOD BLESS YOU ALL MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-834448504582134439?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/834448504582134439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=834448504582134439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-1799757684531615344</id><published>2009-12-05T03:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T04:03:08.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I PASSED UIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SUCCESSFULLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;SWEET SWEET SUCCESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;and i earned myself a Landyard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;OH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;TODAY WAS A BLAST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I WANTED TO CRY SO BAD WHEN I KNEW I PASSED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;EMBRACING THE OTHER UNIT INSTRUCTORS ADDED TO MY YEARN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WWWWHHHHOOOOTTTTSSSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-1799757684531615344?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1799757684531615344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=1799757684531615344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/1799757684531615344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/1799757684531615344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/12/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-805627033111949300</id><published>2009-11-15T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:40:11.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://guildwars.incgamers.com/gallery/data/506/Sorrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 407px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://guildwars.incgamers.com/gallery/data/506/Sorrow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto: If I sing this loud enough, hopefully you'll sing after me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sorry I haven't posted in the longest time. 2 months of not blogging is stupid. I didn't feel like blogging until today. Simple English will be used in this post. No Chim Words whatsoever. This post will be to spill someone's guts out. It's like Confessions of a Teenage Girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She's probably not worthy of her friends now. She's been through many friendship problems. Frankly, none of them successful. Only 1 exceptional case. She couldn't figure out why. She'll need to suck it up so much more than she already did. Recently, she told the whole squad about UIP. She thought T_____ T_____ knew because __________ has been passing messages about the UIP through her. She would have read it. Therefore, she would have known. However she did not. Then something very absurd happened. She told others to L_ _ about them telling her that they told her just because she didn't tell her since she thought she already knew. Until now, she is still quite puzzled at how she managed to figure out that she called everyone to explain except her. Anyway, who is right and who is wrong? Are they both wrong? Now everyone despises her and looks down on her because of that small action. Some call her a hypocrite. She would bet on $10 that if she called T_____ T_____, there would be a missed call. It's only a $10 bet because she is does not grow money trees. VULGARITIES would be flying all over the moment after she called. All she could do now is ponder and hold back her tears. She cannot cry even though she is a very prominent weakling emotionally. Lately, she has been thinking to herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Am I that_____________. If so many people in my squad have a bad impression on me, why not quit next year? Just get it over and done with. What's the use? Why do I even bother expaining?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She read several blogs. She has mixed feelings now. She isn't loved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She is said to be: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;" Not trustworthy. The very stupid hypocrite who does things the direct opposite of what is shown. She is- very obviously, 2 faced. She is great as a companion outside, face to face. However, she does numerous upsetting things. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She's not sure about all these words above but she does reply her messages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Usually,she has to be nice unless she is pushed beyond her limits. She's a Christian, who probably does not act like one- according to several. Maybe that is true. Maybe whatever is stated is just a huge pile or rubbish rumours spread around to demoralise her. She feels as if she needs to open that part of her that has been locked in, but if she unlocks it, who would she throw the key to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Would you want to be this girl's friend or would you rather keep on your side of the world and listen to those outside your boundary ramble about her and whatever she has unspokenly done wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She is undoubtly Miss Always Invisible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Although she smiles,there is somthing she's hiding and she can't find a way&lt;br /&gt;to relate.&lt;br /&gt;She'll pretend to be busy when inside,she just wants to cry.&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning,in the first weeks of class she did everything to&lt;br /&gt;try and fit in.&lt;br /&gt;But the others,they couldn't seem to get past all the things that&lt;br /&gt;mismatched on the surface.&lt;br /&gt;And she would close her eyes when they laughed as she fell down the&lt;br /&gt;stairs.&lt;br /&gt;And the more that they joked and the more that they screamed she retreated&lt;br /&gt;to where she is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-805627033111949300?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/805627033111949300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=805627033111949300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/805627033111949300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/805627033111949300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/11/motto-if-i-sing-this-loud-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-1269224891332561987</id><published>2009-09-07T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T06:44:20.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="https://www.marycroppins.com/images/KI%20MEMORIES/ki2891.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:California sunshine in my eyes.Driving with the top down we sang along to our favourite songs nothing could go wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OHMEGOSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OHMEGOSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OHMEGOSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OHMEGOSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OHMEGOSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;i finally bought an accoustic guitar...wwwwwwwwwwwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...hahahahahahahahah...oh you musn't turn green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-1269224891332561987?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1269224891332561987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=1269224891332561987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/1269224891332561987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/1269224891332561987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/mottocalifornia-sunshine-in-my-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-4383968602624837229</id><published>2009-08-31T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T06:27:28.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376116811263591298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SpvNwYZfQ4I/AAAAAAAAAQI/NlSxfUs7agI/s400/My+Photos+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Motto: Light the fuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY TO ALL TEACHERS IN SINGAPORE.GOD BLESS YOU ALL MAN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was pressurising at first.every mistake would cost a bomb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;INTERNATIONAL DOOM'S DAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;inch by inch,i shuffled myself to pure goodness.it was,in my point of view a little screwed and corky but it ended with a tinge of thrill.feel the adrenaline racing through your skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey,guess what.my primary school teacher recognised me...haha.even after 4 years!i miss PLMGPS.i miss HGS as well.the hopscotch was a bundle of joy.ahhaha.the track is still algae-ish and slippery like never before.but i still loved it. i felt like a giant there. even the Primary 6s looked like they were still in lower primary.no offence. NO CHANGE.it's like we're gone, but we're not gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so let's BREAK IT DOWN and SHIMMEY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm in the mood for CRAZY dancing and footdrill now.oh how i miss trainings as well.so so so so much i want to super glue myself to them.hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gummies increase my sugar intake.this is why i feel a sugar rush coming on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANKS REBECCA CHAM for helping me find my 'soul'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANKS JEETHI for laughing the day off oh so publically.oh you know what i mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;most of all, i THANK GOD for making the day so memorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;teachers' day is always like that.it should remain this way.oh yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LIKE KIMCHI!!!!!!!!!!!haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-4383968602624837229?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4383968602624837229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=4383968602624837229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/4383968602624837229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/4383968602624837229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/motto-light-fuse-happy-teachers-day-to.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SpvNwYZfQ4I/AAAAAAAAAQI/NlSxfUs7agI/s72-c/My+Photos+094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-873470228750844208</id><published>2009-08-11T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T06:08:11.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv262/ydalecin/happy%20birthday/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv262/ydalecin/happy%20birthday/birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;KWANG SU WEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(IT'S A BELATED BIRTHDAY WISH BY THE WAY.SORRY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;GOD BLESS YOU SQUADMATE.(:&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/8129374179675198907-873470228750844208?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/873470228750844208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=873470228750844208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/873470228750844208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/873470228750844208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/kwang-su-wen-its-belated-birthday-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv262/ydalecin/happy%20birthday/th_birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-209646286689314190</id><published>2009-07-31T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T06:34:42.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SnQ9zOrFgHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/qWtktw1s4eM/s1600-h/a27c04d1c9fce5af.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364981006426538098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SnQ9zOrFgHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/qWtktw1s4eM/s400/a27c04d1c9fce5af.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Motto:It's a handy-man's job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA.it's august again.going to have to deal with the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;August Rush&lt;/span&gt;.my birthday's coming soon and i'm already feeling pumped.i rarely blog nowadays because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)my parents seem to always be at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)i have to start mugging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)i can't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;but usually,it's the first reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's kind of pathetic if you look at it this way.WHAT TO DO?I'M ALSO ONE OF THE GIRLS HOR?end years are drawing close as well.i'm supposed to be writing some literature audacity script now.i just can't seem to be able to move the mouse to that microsoft word link...it would be pretty inconceivable to think that I'M CLICKING ON IT NOW!haha.ohmygoshimso______i finally managed to talk my parents round to making them fetch my squadmates.i had to act as if i had no choice but to resort to that extent.well,i really didn't.so yeah.my conscience is clear.i have decided to be self-indulgent to jogging.my brain will just keep throbbing and telling me to keep moving on and never stop.it'll be so FREAKING cool.i just need to find the time to do so.i realised that being sober makes people cower at the sight of you.i think it's totally redundant.(it's just my personal opinion.not meant to be taken to heart.so don't even think about it.)there's this strong wanderlust in me that makes me want to puke whenever i see a bird.this is why i chase birds.i have managed to erase my obtrusive pressence as well.that's something worth being extolled for.right?okay.i shouldn't keep on blabbering about myself.maybe i should talk about the laws of nature.NERD man.i think i'll be enclosed in my own scientific world that in the end,i'll even think i'm non-existant.ahhahaha.i don't know what else to say.gah.berk.i'm going to write the scrpit now.so yeah.bye.(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-209646286689314190?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/209646286689314190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=209646286689314190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/209646286689314190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/209646286689314190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/07/mottoits-handy-mans-job.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SnQ9zOrFgHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/qWtktw1s4eM/s72-c/a27c04d1c9fce5af.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-7544941978481573969</id><published>2009-07-20T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T06:30:43.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SmRxS8QgINI/AAAAAAAAAP4/nQ3TGxOYCAE/s1600-h/A+Herioc+Escape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360534026704658642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SmRxS8QgINI/AAAAAAAAAP4/nQ3TGxOYCAE/s320/A+Herioc+Escape.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;suppressedcompressedcondensedimensebutgrudginglyimpressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this sounds so cliche.oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-7544941978481573969?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7544941978481573969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=7544941978481573969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7544941978481573969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7544941978481573969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/07/suppressedcompressedcondensedimensebutg.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SmRxS8QgINI/AAAAAAAAAP4/nQ3TGxOYCAE/s72-c/A+Herioc+Escape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-4094456132422077021</id><published>2009-07-08T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:16:35.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LEFT OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do these&lt;br /&gt;2 words&lt;br /&gt;make sense to the human vison?&lt;br /&gt;(I don't mean to offend no&lt;br /&gt;one.don't get&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;wrong idea.NO NO NO.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-4094456132422077021?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4094456132422077021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=4094456132422077021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/4094456132422077021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/4094456132422077021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/07/left-out-do-these-2-words-make-sense-to.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-4793960004255092555</id><published>2009-06-24T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:01:36.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SkLvkmIbJeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Yrd--3cmbac/s1600-h/Colour+pencil+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351102719259780578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SkLvkmIbJeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Yrd--3cmbac/s320/Colour+pencil+heart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Motto:Angry people need hugs...or sharp objects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I HATE ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i can't even complete my projects.being quarantined seriously @#%*$^&amp;amp;!ggggggggggggaaaaaahhhhhhh!I NEED QUALITY MILK.currently memorizing Design and Technology.theory.seems interesting.all the mindmaps and stuff.(:i don't feel good.i reckon there's something fishy going on here.stomach churning.head spinning.eyes bulging.this is getting a little minutiae.too detailed.i shouldn't be multi-tasking.not my thing.i need to organize.let's just say my life is getting VERY tangible.it's the only thing that's worth celebrating.joy to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;i'm such a halfwit.bleah.i disgust&lt;br /&gt;myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-4793960004255092555?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4793960004255092555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=4793960004255092555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/4793960004255092555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/4793960004255092555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/06/mottoangry-people-need-hugs.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SkLvkmIbJeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Yrd--3cmbac/s72-c/Colour+pencil+heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-3301963462165786672</id><published>2009-06-15T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T06:41:55.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:Feels like whatever you've earned slipped out of your hands in the beep of a phone.trash it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apologizing in words typed ot doesn't seem sincere or the least earnest.but they have the right motive.i'm not allowed to do so otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'd like to apologise to the Ma'ams because i've been the most slack-ish cadet of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED CROSS&lt;/span&gt;.these words keep my head held high.it's the ultimate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DIAMOND IN THE ROUGH&lt;/span&gt;.i'm really sorry.i can't tell them upfront.this is the best i can.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm not even sure if they read my blog.&lt;/span&gt;i feel like i've committed felony.it's this feeling that makes me type this paragraph.generally,it's because of guilt.i suddenly feel like i've let everyone down in this universe.even the moon and the stars seem crest-fallen.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm really SORRY&lt;/span&gt;.i really mean what i type.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M SOSOSO S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ORRY&lt;/span&gt;.but this is all i can do.heart in my mouth.i need endorphin.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SORRY.i know it's way past the deadline. &lt;/span&gt;): .nothing else i can do.i need to have a good foundation in my CCA.i didn't earn it or lose it.i ate it. ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i want to apologise to my squadmates and classmates too.for being so intractable,intolerable.i really don't know what to do now.stuck in the middle of a wilderness.i HATE myself for that.i'm such a disgrace.urgh.tongue twisted and mouth constricted.i don't know what else to say.i've lost it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;FAILURE staring right at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i don't even deserve a trip to Brisbane.rather stay home and brood 'till i breathe my last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Like a partridge that hatches eggs it did not lay is the man who gains riches by unjust means.When his life is half gone,they will desert him,and in the end he will prove to be a fool." (Jeremiah 17:11)&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/8129374179675198907-3301963462165786672?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3301963462165786672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=3301963462165786672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/3301963462165786672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/3301963462165786672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/06/mottofeels-like-whatever-youve-earned.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-3743388082349723624</id><published>2009-06-14T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T05:58:28.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/01/0d/16/4a/stuning-brisbane-by-night.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BRISBANE,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;here I come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;100% sure that I will not be missed.Egoism sprawled all over.a gun aimed to the head.bull-dozer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-3743388082349723624?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3743388082349723624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=3743388082349723624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/3743388082349723624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/3743388082349723624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/06/brisbane-here-i-come.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-4239914630472965771</id><published>2009-06-09T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T01:56:46.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:A screwed life line.&lt;br /&gt;this post is specially dedicated to Jun Yu and Eliza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY 14 BITRTHDAY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is :The Birthday Song by Corrinne May.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find the lyrics meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Birthday Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about that extra line&lt;br /&gt;That's creeping up upon your face&lt;br /&gt;It's just a part of nature's way&lt;br /&gt;To say you've grown a little more&lt;br /&gt;Trees have rings and thicker branches&lt;br /&gt;Kids shoes get a little tighter&lt;br /&gt;Every year we're getting closer to who we're gonna be&lt;br /&gt;It's time to celebrate the story of how you've come to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday my friend&lt;br /&gt;Here's to all the years we've shared together&lt;br /&gt;All the fun we've had&lt;br /&gt;You're such a blessing&lt;br /&gt;Such a joy in my life&lt;br /&gt;May the good Lord bless you&lt;br /&gt;And may all your dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So light a candle on your cake&lt;br /&gt;For every smile you've helped create&lt;br /&gt;For every heart and every soul&lt;br /&gt;You've known to grow a little more&lt;br /&gt;A few more pounds, a little more grey&lt;br /&gt;Don't count the years just count the way&lt;br /&gt;It takes a little time to go from water into wine&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever lose the wonder of the child within your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday my friend&lt;br /&gt;Here's to all the years we've shared together&lt;br /&gt;All the fun we've had&lt;br /&gt;It's such a blessing&lt;br /&gt;Such a joy in my life&lt;br /&gt;May the good Lord bless you&lt;br /&gt;And may all your dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can listen to it it on youtube at your own pace:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dV__52qXJc0&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=BCFD0A67A1DADD4C&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;playnext_"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dV__52qXJc0&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=BCFD0A67A1DADD4C&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;playnext_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;from=PL&amp;amp;index=16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past Pictures.Sequence:the Latest to the Earliest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4ge03zlcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ij2fKEz9Qeg/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345245521696232898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4ge03zlcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ij2fKEz9Qeg/s320/DSC00189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4gep18Z8I/AAAAAAAAAPg/RyP-PWvyltA/s1600-h/DSC00187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345245518735632322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4gep18Z8I/AAAAAAAAAPg/RyP-PWvyltA/s320/DSC00187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4geXdjgBI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7iU47nzKv6g/s1600-h/DSC00184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345245513801498642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4geXdjgBI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7iU47nzKv6g/s320/DSC00184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4gAkemflI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/EJ7OlVmBt4A/s1600-h/DSC00181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345245001899474514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4gAkemflI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/EJ7OlVmBt4A/s320/DSC00181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4gAV9X-4I/AAAAAAAAAPI/LY6lsMhVaHY/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345244998002015106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4gAV9X-4I/AAAAAAAAAPI/LY6lsMhVaHY/s320/DSC00179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4gAL5fnxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/EPJayoBWSEg/s1600-h/DSC00178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345244995301383954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4gAL5fnxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/EPJayoBWSEg/s320/DSC00178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4f_uE3c8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/UGHJFjGH8IQ/s1600-h/DSC00165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345244987296019394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4f_uE3c8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/UGHJFjGH8IQ/s320/DSC00165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4f_RGzG0I/AAAAAAAAAOw/ki-M2sEW-pg/s1600-h/DSC00164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345244979519494978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4f_RGzG0I/AAAAAAAAAOw/ki-M2sEW-pg/s320/DSC00164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4fOsT9XUI/AAAAAAAAAOo/VJJeohps3m0/s1600-h/DSC00162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345244145008860482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4fOsT9XUI/AAAAAAAAAOo/VJJeohps3m0/s320/DSC00162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4fOgev9WI/AAAAAAAAAOg/0ktingY_VdI/s1600-h/DSC00160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345244141832893794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4fOgev9WI/AAAAAAAAAOg/0ktingY_VdI/s320/DSC00160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4fOc2qBRI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zAMjGyafmIc/s1600-h/DSC00157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345244140859426066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4fOc2qBRI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zAMjGyafmIc/s320/DSC00157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345244135520715986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4fOI9zxNI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/9MRlbWNdBPA/s320/DSC00156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4fN_CgXsI/AAAAAAAAAOI/jH15JhJjgXg/s1600-h/DSC00138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345244132856061634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4fN_CgXsI/AAAAAAAAAOI/jH15JhJjgXg/s320/DSC00138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4dh0lHrpI/AAAAAAAAAOA/IWPBsUYwy7s/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345242274622582418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4dh0lHrpI/AAAAAAAAAOA/IWPBsUYwy7s/s320/DSC00134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4dhlOw8QI/AAAAAAAAAN4/iE7PXzUCDiE/s1600-h/DSC00133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345242270502285570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4dhlOw8QI/AAAAAAAAAN4/iE7PXzUCDiE/s320/DSC00133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4dhdLVFvI/AAAAAAAAANw/6KVTqvZvv5I/s1600-h/DSC00131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345242268340393714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4dhdLVFvI/AAAAAAAAANw/6KVTqvZvv5I/s320/DSC00131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4dhLVuR1I/AAAAAAAAANo/fisjpDu07vs/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345242263552149330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4dhLVuR1I/AAAAAAAAANo/fisjpDu07vs/s320/DSC00130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4dgxZ-6zI/AAAAAAAAANg/e9mAPd693lY/s1600-h/DSC00125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345242256590695218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4dgxZ-6zI/AAAAAAAAANg/e9mAPd693lY/s320/DSC00125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-4239914630472965771?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4239914630472965771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=4239914630472965771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/4239914630472965771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/4239914630472965771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/06/mottoa-screwed-life-line.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si4ge03zlcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ij2fKEz9Qeg/s72-c/DSC00189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-456420939840458504</id><published>2009-06-08T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T01:22:57.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 76px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344984340249582674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si0y8EKaHFI/AAAAAAAAANY/NnNXr_aFZaE/s320/Photos+406.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talk behind my back and try to cover it up.how classical.it has been mentally and physically proven that i have been deserted.should have known a long time ago.the four is down to three.the five little letters seem overtone.languor does feel better than anything else right now.pleasure.i'm studying the words of GOD.searching the scriptures during my free time.before bed.i shall live up to my name.Earnest Devotee.PRAISE THE LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Amazing grace shall always be my song of praise,for it was grace that bought my liberty.I do not know just why HE came to love me so.HE looked beyond my fault and saw my need."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i shall post pictures soon.i hope the sequence of the pictures would not appear too shambolic.if so,i regret.i'm guessing that all the pictures would be up by sunday.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-456420939840458504?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/456420939840458504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=456420939840458504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/456420939840458504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/456420939840458504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/06/talk-behind-my-back-and-try-to-hide-it.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Si0y8EKaHFI/AAAAAAAAANY/NnNXr_aFZaE/s72-c/Photos+406.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-1779357304402661843</id><published>2009-05-27T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:53:01.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Sh1SshPjb0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/7Xpcv6hiZJg/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340515657922604866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Sh1SshPjb0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/7Xpcv6hiZJg/s320/DSC00020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; this wiggly thing i saw on the way back home.it was dragging it's feet on a palm tree.so unsightly.AND IT"S GREENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:Pluck it off and munch it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;REQUESTS FOR THE DAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;to be fairer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;to be more sincere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;learn to love and accept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;EQUATLITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;since i have been thought to be really baised,i shall not be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHNG PEI WEN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;KWANG SU WEN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOW JUN YU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ELIZA POH YU XIN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RABIATUL ADAWIYAH BTE RAZALI,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YEO SU WEN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE MIGHTY CHOK TENG TENG(requested)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHAFIQA BEGUM.(pronounced as "baygum" NOT BELGIUM or BEGAM OR BOOGOOM&gt;refrain from using Shafiqa's surname.she literally squeezes you.sorry.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i apologise deeply and SINCERELY for the things i have committed that made me hated.countless reasons.stating it would be highly unadvisable.sorry,okay.i'm really sorry for making this mess.it makes me feel like such a jerk.i ought to be ignored.i should be in my coffin right now.please bury me alive.being sincere doesn't help though.deploy the army tanks and carve out world war 3.not to fret.i'll lose.flat in the face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;F.Y.I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WLL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stands for wait long long.not wah lao leh or world war 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my parents think that everything i do is "not valid".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a sentence says it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm no longer invloved in Red Cross stuff.oh that's sad.i feel so shunned.girl,interrupted.pushed aside.let alone.i miss doing lists and going hyper:ACTIVE! handing up lists.meeting deadlines and training hard under the HEAT.it's lost.it should be earned back.training seems so listless nowadays.i miss trainings.i love the Ma'ams.whatever they do is gosh damn PROFESSIONAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i should go now.researching on termites and their mounds.i seem to be developing this liking for creepy crawlies.AHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Conversation of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you free to chat...&lt;br /&gt;i want to play a game with you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;fre or ...&lt;br /&gt;free*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;sort of yes n no&lt;br /&gt;waD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;okay...&lt;br /&gt;erm game goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;first,&lt;br /&gt;i tell you something...&lt;br /&gt;one word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;n?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;and you tell me the first thing that comes to your mind when i say that word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;it must only be one word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;i start argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;okk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;this game goes on and on ...&lt;br /&gt;there's no end to it leh...&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;yah err wait ah i adjust&lt;br /&gt;my position&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;i just want to see how far we get.&lt;br /&gt;start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;ah ok&lt;br /&gt;start&lt;br /&gt;starttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;moo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;dung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;yucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;Fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;glod&lt;br /&gt;gold*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;pub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;worms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;eaerthworm&lt;br /&gt;earthworm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;slimy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;greenwave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;turtle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;tortise&lt;br /&gt;tortise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;seafood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;squid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;steamboat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;pork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;bakkua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;huh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;bak kua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;hot fudge&lt;br /&gt;fudge*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;thats 2&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;enormous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;tiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;ant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;elephant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;flies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;wee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;sheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;spirl&lt;br /&gt;spiral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;staircase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;swing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;seesaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;ToGetHer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;paw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;prints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;cluse&lt;br /&gt;clues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;u said tat already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;can repeat...&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;sorry never tell you that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;jar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;cookie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;jar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;marshmaow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;jar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;pei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;jar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;wen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;chng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;yeo su wen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;jar&lt;br /&gt;thats 3 words dud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;su&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;dude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;jar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;jar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;curtain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;jar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;jar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;jar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;jar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;jam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;pot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;potty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;poop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;jar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;cover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;jar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;base&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;infinty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;infinity*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;i know i said huh&lt;br /&gt;as a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;goodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;halloween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;trick or treat&lt;br /&gt;trick&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;treat&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;one&lt;br /&gt;word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;CHOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;bang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;terminator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;monster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;vampire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;garlic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;wet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;iris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;smash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;wad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;typed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;written&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;snore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;i gtg la&lt;br /&gt;can u read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;peiwen says (10:28 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says (10:28 PM):&lt;br /&gt;eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;peiwen says (10:28 PM):&lt;br /&gt;got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says (10:28 PM):&lt;br /&gt;iris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;peiwen says (10:28 PM):&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says (10:28 PM):&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;peiwen says (10:28 PM):&lt;br /&gt;go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;peiwen says:&lt;br /&gt;part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;but why&lt;br /&gt;now i got to find someone else to play with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;cos i need to print than off com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;pao qi wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;hahas]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;humph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;;]&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;:}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;.....&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;( + : = ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;pei wen is damn wird lor&lt;br /&gt;gonna post this convo on my blog&lt;br /&gt;weird*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahhas&lt;br /&gt;sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;you and your 1111111111111100000000000000000000 nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg&lt;br /&gt;sing song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;i am hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;you clown argh&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;dun copy!&lt;br /&gt;its copyrighted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i want to drink something too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;i can sue u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;see you in court&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;why do you have to leave???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;its cause,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pei Wen says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm just devil, always devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rebecca says:&lt;br /&gt;___________&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;.... ..... .......... ..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we went from plant all the way to snore.CREDITS TO SAMANTHA TAN MAY YI.bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Sh1SshPjb0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/7Xpcv6hiZJg/s72-c/DSC00020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-5852368999844637361</id><published>2009-05-26T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T07:00:26.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Shvo9ra9yhI/AAAAAAAAANI/G-zNfpL6lmY/s1600-h/Photos+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340117929503345170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Shvo9ra9yhI/AAAAAAAAANI/G-zNfpL6lmY/s320/Photos+158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Motto:When the world's coming to an end,I'm still at the beginning.The Alpha and Omega.The clash of the titans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shafiqa is BEGGING for a sincere apology.i shall then.let's begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry sorry sorry sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is exactly 100 sorry(s) i've typed out.cut and paste isn't applicable.see.i'm not sure if you think it's sincere enough.i'm not typing for the sake of typing.i need to be forgiven.living in a bucket full of guilt is like a lamb eaten by a wolf.excruciating.shafiqa is an exemplar of someone really nice.sugar and spice does go well together.like two peas in a pod.haha.i guess eveyone's talking about shafiqa begum now.she's getting hot.soon,she'll make the headlines.by then,i'd be on the street selling newspapers."BUY ONE GET ONE FREE!"oooooooooooooooooooo...that sure feels nice.after a day of hardwork,indulgence steps in.a hot tub with chocolate fudge in it.it overflows.oh-so plush.anyway,i still think i am hated a dozen.what to do...this world was and will be forever nadir.i think for now,i'll just posts some jokes.they won't blow your mind but they'll do for the time being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stupid people awards&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Darwin Awards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The long awaited 1999 Darwin "Natural Selection" Awards have been released! These awards are given each year to bestow upon (the remains of) that individual, who through single-minded self-sacrifice, has done the most to remove undesirable elements from the human gene pool. Ladies And Gentlemen... (drum roll... and envelope please)... We proudly present the 1999 "Natural Selection" awards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5th runner-up: Goes to a San Anselmo, California man who died when he hit a lift tower at the Mammoth Mountain ski area while riding down the slope on a foam pad. The 22-year old David Hubal was pronounced dead at Central Mammoth Hospital. The accident occurred about 3 a.m., the Mono County Sheriff's Department said. Hubal and his friends apparently had hiked up a ski run called Stump Alley and undid some yellow foam protectors from lift towers, said Lt. Mike Donnelly of the Mammoth Lakes Police Department. The pads are used to protect skiers who might hit towers. The group apparently used the pads to slide down the ski slope and Hubal crashed into a tower. It has since been investigated and determined the tower he hit was the one with its pad removed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4th Runner-up: Goes to Robert Puelo, 32, was apparently being disorderly in a St. Louis market. When the clerk threatened to call the police, Puelo grabbed a hot dog, shoved it into his mouth and walked out without paying. Police found him unconscious in front of the store. Paramedics removed the six-inch wiener from his throat where it had choked him to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3rd Runner-up: Goes to poacher Marino Malerba of Spain, who shot a stag standing above him on an overhanging rock and was killed instantly when it fell on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2nd Runner-up: "Man loses face at party". A man at a West Virginia party (probably related to the man in Arkansas who used a .22 bullet to replace the fuse in his pick-up truck) popped a blasting cap into his mouth and bit down, triggering an explosion that blew off his lips, teeth, and tongue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jerry Stromyer, 24, of Kincaid, bit the blasting cap as a prank during the party late Tuesday night, said Cpl. M.D. Payne. "Another man had it in an aquarium hooked to a battery and was trying to explode it", said Payne. "It wouldn't go off and this guy said I'll show you how to set it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"He put it into his mouth and bit down. It blew all his teeth out and his lips and tongue off", Payne said. Stromyer was listed in guarded condition Wednesday with extensive facial injuries, according to a spokesperson at Charleston Area Medical Division. "I just can't imagine anyone doing something like that" Payne said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1st Runner-up: Doctors at Portland University Hospital said an Oregon man shot through the skull by a hunting arrow is lucky to be alive and will be released soon from the hospital. Tony Roberts, 25, lost his right eye last weekend during an initiation into a men's rafting club, Mountain Men Anonymous (probably known now as Stupid Mountain Men Anonymous) in Grant's Pass, Oregon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A friend tried to shoot a beer can off his head, but the arrow entered Robert's right eye. Doctors said that had the arrow gone 1 millimeter to the left, a major blood vessel would have been cut and Roberts would have died instantly. Neurosurgeon Doctor Johnny Delashaw at the University Hospital in Portland said the arrow went through 8 to 10 inches of brain with the tip protruding at the rear of his skull, yet somehow managed to miss all major blood vessels. Delashaw also said that had Roberts tried to pull the arrow out on his own he surely would have killed himself. Roberts admitted afterwards he and his friends had been drinking that afternoon. Said Roberts, "I feel so dumb about this". No charges have been filed, but the Josephine County district attorney's office said the initiation stunt is unde investigation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now this year's winners:(The late) John Pernicky and his friend, (the late) Sal Hawkins, of the great state of Washington, decided to attend a local Metallica concert at the George Washington amphitheater. Having no tickets (but having had 18 beers between them), they thought it would be easy to "hop" over the nine foot fence and sneak into the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They pulled their pick-up truck over to the fence and the plan was for (the late) Mr. Pernicky, who was 100 pounds heavier than Mr. Hawkins) to hop the fence and then assist his friend over. Unfortunately for (the late) Mr. Pernicky, there was a 30 foot drop on the other side of the fence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Having heaved himself over, he found himself crashing through a tree. His fall was abruptly halted (and broken, along with his arm, as it were) by a large branch that snagged him by his shorts. Dangling from the tree with a broken arm, he looked down and saw some bushes below him. (Possibly) figuring the bushes would break his fall, he removed his pocket knife and proceeded to cut away his shorts to free himself from the tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally free, (did I mention that he is THE LATE) Mr. Pernicky crashed into Holly bushes. The sharp leaves Scratched his ENTIRE body, without the protection of his shorts. To make matters worse (?!), on landing, his pocketknife penetrated his thigh 3 inches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(The late) Mr. Hawkins, on seeing his friend in considerable pain and agony, decided to throw him a rope and pull him to safety by tying the rope to the pick-up truck and slowly driving away. However, in his drunken haste/state, he put the truck into reverse and crashed through the fence landing on his friend and killing him. Police arrived to find the crashed pick-up with its driver thrown 100 feet from the truck and dead at the scene from massive internal injuries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Upon moving the truck, they found John under it, half-naked, scratches on his body, a knife in his thigh, and his shorts dangling from a tree branch 25 feet in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Source:&lt;a href="http://www.ahajokes.com/dum16.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://www.ahajokes.com/dum16.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it's alright if you don't get it.i didn't get it the first time.so yar.equal footing.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-5852368999844637361?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5852368999844637361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=5852368999844637361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5852368999844637361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5852368999844637361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/05/mottowhen-worlds-coming-to-endim-still.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Shvo9ra9yhI/AAAAAAAAANI/G-zNfpL6lmY/s72-c/Photos+158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-8765039401649356180</id><published>2009-05-19T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T02:19:15.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://failblog.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/fail-owned-simpsons-fail.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=375"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://failblog.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/fail-owned-simpsons-fail.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=375" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;And then we all ran and screamed our hearts out.BUSTED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-8765039401649356180?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8765039401649356180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=8765039401649356180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/8765039401649356180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/8765039401649356180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-then-we-all-ran-and-screamed-our.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-7330854157574950701</id><published>2009-05-15T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T02:52:53.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i351.photobucket.com/albums/q464/SnowKitty122/Nature/70386772.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i351.photobucket.com/albums/q464/SnowKitty122/Nature/70386772.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; A Rainbow after a Rainfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:It's just pretend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hopefully so.nevermind.i just need to apologize so badly to many many many people.countless.i don't know how many people i've let down so far.it'll look really bad once i list them all out.seriously.i really don't know how to face them on monday when i step into school.hell breaks out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) Shafiqa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3) Jun Yu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4) MY DEAREST SQUADMATES(i may not be so dear to them anymore.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5) MY FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6) myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the first one is the hardest to deal with.He knows everything.He knows that i'm feeling really guilty now and want to dig a hole into the ground to bury myself in it.I NEED TO PRAY.EARNESTLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the second one is easier.but not so.she'll avaoid me for quite sometime.i'll muster enough courage to apologize to her...somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the third one is harder than the second.she's...how you say...i don't know.i'm really lost for words...she leaves me muttering ALL THE TIME.even when i talk to her.everybody in the squad is nice to her.she's like this mighty pillar that can't be demolished.urgh!she once said that apologizing over and over again causes the anger and fury in a person to build up.so,i might as well keep my damned mouth shut and talk appropriately when the time comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the forth one is kind of hard as well.it's a big group you see.how to appease them?i have no idea.i'm really done for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the fifth one is worse.their my closest kin.my blood and flesh.everything that belongs to them indirectly belongs to me.how?we're like inter-related/connected.WHAT TO DO????????????????????gah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the last one is quite simple really.i just have to think positive.but it's really hard when practically everything around you is showing you cow dung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at the moment,i think i'll just let things take their cause and see what the future holds.what can i do?i'm not some immortal creature that can turn back time.give me a hairdryer and i'll turn it into a frying slice with the clap of my two thumbs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"But it is good for me to draw near to GOD: I have put my trust in the LORD GOD, that I may declare all thy works."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Psalm 73:28&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-7330854157574950701?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7330854157574950701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=7330854157574950701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7330854157574950701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7330854157574950701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/05/rainbow-after-rainfall.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i351.photobucket.com/albums/q464/SnowKitty122/Nature/th_70386772.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-4969102970248354060</id><published>2009-05-06T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T06:17:54.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SgGD7DBBL4I/AAAAAAAAANA/Py_aYD--erg/s1600-h/Photos+199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332688484228476802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SgGD7DBBL4I/AAAAAAAAANA/Py_aYD--erg/s320/Photos+199.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Motto:Hide and seek isn't just plainly a child's play.It's meant for the young at the young at heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess today improved a wee bit.the thoughts racing through my intense brain need to stop.i'm getting very cramped,literally.it's worse than metamorphasis.it streched over a time span of 2 whole months.my wings have been too dry and shrivelled up.too weak to learn to soar.flap my helpless tiny little pair of wings and plunge straight down to my death.i think it's been a term.gosh.this IS &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;doom&lt;/span&gt;.my mom seems to be pushing her luck way too much.she's gone beyond the finish line.the line can only stetch this much.______________________________________________________________no further.it's about to snap.there goes her final break through.why don't you put yourself into my pair of shoes just for once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;IMAGINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bursting out into a wave of frenzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just because you were accused and looked down upon from practically every angle at a single glance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what did they see in me?i don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i don't know where to call home now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm a homeless dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a blowfly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;or perhaps a stray cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they all mean the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;no shelter above their unarmed bodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my dad's burried himself in his work from dawn to dusk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and hardly lifts his blank expressionless face off his desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;he has become the ultimate workaholic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's like i'm living in a home where only silence made the descisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so precise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it rumbles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tumbles and then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it mounts up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Crate&lt;/span&gt; Everst has been created.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh gee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;how fascinating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so intriguing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'd rather stay with my grandparents.I LOVE MY FAMILY.there's no love back.there's an invisible shield there to break the bonds.the reflection that shows the image hidden &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; the mirror.it's no longer virtual.it's reality.WAKE UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A FRAGLIE RED THREAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;look how fluent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how subtle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so radiant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;COO-KOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's nine already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha.i laugh.i dance.i sing.i read.i listen to dogs bark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm not an intellectual.i don't interpret.ever wondered why mammals never spoke the same languages altogether?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my sister's swaying her bimbotic hips to some wierd rhythm instead of studying.it's her CA week.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WOW&lt;/span&gt;.look how she passes.i'd appear devastated,utterly astounded and lost for words, but in actual fact, a lot of things would roll out;like a machine gun firing killer bullets,if i'd just open my gap.i restrain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BELIEVE ME.OH,IT'S A CHORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Run,run as fast as you can.You can't catch me.I'm the gingerbreadman."&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/8129374179675198907-4969102970248354060?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4969102970248354060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=4969102970248354060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/4969102970248354060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/4969102970248354060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/05/mottohide-and-seek-isnt-just-plainly.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SgGD7DBBL4I/AAAAAAAAANA/Py_aYD--erg/s72-c/Photos+199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-2578022510461460023</id><published>2009-05-05T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T08:21:56.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SgBW7ZZEALI/AAAAAAAAAM4/FEh2jmFMI9s/s1600-h/Photos+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332357537234944178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SgBW7ZZEALI/AAAAAAAAAM4/FEh2jmFMI9s/s400/Photos+166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:The epitome of life.The celebration of ownership.The beauty through simplicity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry for not updating.I didn't fell like blogging.i've plunged down beyond the horizon.i need something to perk me up.so there.dead as a skimpy salmon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I don't make deals.I deal." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just going to post some lyrics.meaningless.oh,see,it's a dead end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somebody Out There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sitting all alone in your room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thinking that the world's let you down, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All you ever wanted to do is trust &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone to always be around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You've had a lot of lessons to learn from, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some of them hit you so hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I keep believing someday you'll see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You don't have to be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's somebody out there, somebody somewhere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To show you the tenderness you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somebody to hold you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When worries control you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd give anything if only you knew it was me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been watching you go through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All of these things for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's gotta be a way to bring you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cause it's worth it when you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, it doesn't have to hurt you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It doesn't have to last too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And, if you wonder where to turn to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope that you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's somebody out there, somebody somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To show you the tenderness you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somebody to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When worries control you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd give anything if only you knew it was me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wanna be there when you're in need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would never belong if you were waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you're gonna see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you could only see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's somebody out there, somebody somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To show you the tenderness you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somebody to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When worries control you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd give anything if only you knew it was me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd give anything, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anything at all I think it's time that you knew it was me&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/8129374179675198907-2578022510461460023?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2578022510461460023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=2578022510461460023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2578022510461460023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2578022510461460023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/05/mottothe-epitome-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SgBW7ZZEALI/AAAAAAAAAM4/FEh2jmFMI9s/s72-c/Photos+166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-5260355047590744250</id><published>2009-04-16T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T05:16:51.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LN6lP-TTw-c/SeXGjlYWNnI/AAAAAAAADPo/h4iKq6SkPno/s1600/DSC00911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 458px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LN6lP-TTw-c/SeXGjlYWNnI/AAAAAAAADPo/h4iKq6SkPno/s1600/DSC00911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Come on girl.SMILE.It hides all feelings.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Love the hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;But anyway,I just want to wish you a VERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14TH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DARLING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;RABIATUL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ADAWIYAH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;BTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;RAZALI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;I hope that you favoured my present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;GOD BLESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;MUAKSSSSSSSSSSS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-5260355047590744250?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5260355047590744250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=5260355047590744250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5260355047590744250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5260355047590744250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/04/come-on-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LN6lP-TTw-c/SeXGjlYWNnI/AAAAAAAADPo/h4iKq6SkPno/s72-c/DSC00911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-2516228477112729509</id><published>2009-04-15T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T09:41:50.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is my long &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;spam of not so recent and recent pictures.They speak a thousand words yet only mean one.(the sequence is bonkers.go figure.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYKJluz5dI/AAAAAAAAAMw/z0pwvnpyVzU/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324954769275741650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYKJluz5dI/AAAAAAAAAMw/z0pwvnpyVzU/s320/DSC00123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Captured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYJnyoOUXI/AAAAAAAAAMo/F1_1oSmX0a4/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324954188622221682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYJnyoOUXI/AAAAAAAAAMo/F1_1oSmX0a4/s320/DSC00115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shaving is the new BLACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYJnh8U5LI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-3tBiPK4fK4/s1600-h/DSC00113.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324954184143135922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYJnh8U5LI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-3tBiPK4fK4/s320/DSC00113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; POOF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYJnqtXs0I/AAAAAAAAAMY/YnVN07ehvfI/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324954186496324418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYJnqtXs0I/AAAAAAAAAMY/YnVN07ehvfI/s320/DSC00116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYJlzocdcI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/7KQP34bmhLk/s1600-h/DSC00117.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324954154531845570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYJlzocdcI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/7KQP34bmhLk/s320/DSC00117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A wave of his magic wand.Lightning strikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYJlnZHG9I/AAAAAAAAAMI/QzBLS693TOY/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324954151246306258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYJlnZHG9I/AAAAAAAAAMI/QzBLS693TOY/s320/DSC00118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boredom sure makes you soar high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIvwFPQ2I/AAAAAAAAAMA/DAqrba8VAZ8/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324953225865937762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIvwFPQ2I/AAAAAAAAAMA/DAqrba8VAZ8/s320/DSC00101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Slurp it all up.Left in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIvvfA4JI/AAAAAAAAAL4/KbNHrE7zbjI/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324953225705611410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIvvfA4JI/AAAAAAAAAL4/KbNHrE7zbjI/s320/DSC00102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They said that when this happens,Heaven and earth have collided.The magical glow of a million flashlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIvQa6FdI/AAAAAAAAALw/TmTc65aEDvc/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324953217366889938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIvQa6FdI/AAAAAAAAALw/TmTc65aEDvc/s320/DSC00103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Move in a little closer,take it to a whisper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIvfIeDDI/AAAAAAAAALo/q33FTt-U7TQ/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324953221316086834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIvfIeDDI/AAAAAAAAALo/q33FTt-U7TQ/s320/DSC00108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jolene's so called "ARTISTIC" drawings of Himalays Monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIvBcT0YI/AAAAAAAAALg/Llg-G9x0b2s/s1600-h/DSC00111.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324953213346238850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIvBcT0YI/AAAAAAAAALg/Llg-G9x0b2s/s320/DSC00111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Get burnt.Let the miniature flames begin.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIGinoo8I/AAAAAAAAALY/vunSnznjxfQ/s1600-h/DSC00082.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324952517877474242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIGinoo8I/AAAAAAAAALY/vunSnznjxfQ/s320/DSC00082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's oh-so comical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIGafIMII/AAAAAAAAALQ/vbuK9Iwu_x8/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324952515694309506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIGafIMII/AAAAAAAAALQ/vbuK9Iwu_x8/s320/DSC00091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Caution!Please BEWARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIGEnJvbI/AAAAAAAAALI/6SufYYSWKyc/s1600-h/DSC00094.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324952509822385586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIGEnJvbI/AAAAAAAAALI/6SufYYSWKyc/s320/DSC00094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I see a rainbow wash over the pale blue sky.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIFD35v2I/AAAAAAAAALA/V3I1_iustBs/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324952492444335970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIFD35v2I/AAAAAAAAALA/V3I1_iustBs/s320/DSC00095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Confessions of a Chocoholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIE-O1KfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/7jxu6W8XJUw/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324952490929891826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYIE-O1KfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/7jxu6W8XJUw/s320/DSC00097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; 'Cos you're White and you're Black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-2516228477112729509?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2516228477112729509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=2516228477112729509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2516228477112729509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2516228477112729509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-my-long-spam-of-not-so-recent.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeYKJluz5dI/AAAAAAAAAMw/z0pwvnpyVzU/s72-c/DSC00123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-6801857281527125467</id><published>2009-04-14T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T03:45:11.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeRgEOvc7TI/AAAAAAAAAKw/L_LgU_GtEis/s1600-h/My+Photos+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324486285251636530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeRgEOvc7TI/AAAAAAAAAKw/L_LgU_GtEis/s320/My+Photos+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As light as helium.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:A Pocket Full of Sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;heh heh heh.Rabiatul's DAY is in 2 days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wwwwwwwwwwwwhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ooooooooooooooottttttttttttttssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN ADVANCED RABIATUL ADAWIYAH BTE &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;RAZALI!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay.anyway.i think i just flung all my tests that i attempted today.apparently,the ____________ &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NERD&lt;/span&gt; presumes she did badly.on the contrary,(oops)she did IT again.i need to start devoting tons and tons more time to do some studying and revision.i need to know my priorities.gosh.my brain is shrinking as much as the world is.(:it's good to know that the people all around you are living closer to one another.haha.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;level of blood circulation=ZERO&lt;/span&gt;.this day has been an awfully cramped one.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 tests in a day&lt;/span&gt; is just too much.my brain can't switch from geography to chinese and finally to science so rapidly.but...SOME PEOPLE CAN DO IT!i demand for a brain transplant.it's so unfair.i'd rather two seperate worlds collide than anything else right now._____________ is going to do a list again.goodness,she's desperate.she wails out in utter exasperation,"...i don't care.i WANT to do the list..."her motive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i do not dare reveal.my head would roll if i announce it.i wonder why she's so sensitive.hhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmm.let's ponder for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh well,time can't wait for so long.so.let's just move on.i need to be pre-occupied with Red Cross matters again.it just doesn't seem right when i'm not involved and rushing about completing lists and stuff like that.i'm rebellious,i admit,but a have dignity that will not tarnish or falter.i can't wait for training this friday.i always can't.it's like a drug,my personalised brand of heroine that's ever so addictive.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; has never been so gratifying to attend.(:i'm craving for marshmallows with hot chocolate fudge smeared on top.oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the great obsession.i have to work on my home economics and then get back to mugging now.so.bye.&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/8129374179675198907-6801857281527125467?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6801857281527125467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=6801857281527125467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/6801857281527125467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/6801857281527125467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/04/mottoa-pocket-full-of-sunshine.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SeRgEOvc7TI/AAAAAAAAAKw/L_LgU_GtEis/s72-c/My+Photos+136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-5742299641435586174</id><published>2009-04-09T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:13:01.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i668.photobucket.com/albums/vv48/laurawalton85/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 545px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i668.photobucket.com/albums/vv48/laurawalton85/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frantically Hilarious and amazingly touching.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go watch to laugh your ass off but please don't shed tears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(By the way,i watched it until about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; in the wee hours of the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MORNING&lt;/span&gt;.there weren't any seats available so my dad said that we could watch a late night movie at about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11.55 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;see,there's my dad's approval.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-5390214641507969847</id><published>2009-04-09T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T18:58:41.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jun Yu asked me to do this quiz.I obediently did it.so there.(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd go,"Yes.Yes,why not."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be frank,I think that I'm an attention seeker at times,especially when I'm feeling really left out when I'm with just about anybody nowadays.gosh.I'm being so honest with you people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I like their amusing sense of homour.it's a sign of optimism.GOODNESS is SHIOK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like puking once more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To put a smile on everyone's faces and make them feel glad of their existence.obviously,my purpose in life is yet to be fulfilled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never let anybody down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know.I'm not psychic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm a naked mole rat.Totally shameless.):bleah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My Squadmates.O:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT IS 2 + 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4...but I think it resembles a duck.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She makes my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I live for CHRIST because HE is the only SAVIOUR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I told you.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A RACER&lt;/span&gt;.just kidding.I think I want to be a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chef&lt;/span&gt;.Food is life.hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know.I don't like anyone.you know,as in like &lt;strong&gt;LIKE&lt;/strong&gt;.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Any random dance-able song.I start dancing very easily.plus,it's my wedding day.I'd be feeling over the moon then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have no preference to that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RUN&lt;/span&gt;.it's sort of like my passion.I'm not really good at it though.):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Losing my mind.I need a conscience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SECRET&lt;/span&gt;.you just said it yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to indulge myself with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt;,but I'm forced to abstain from it.sobsobsob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I make friends with the wrong people at times.Most friends I make are really extra-ordinary though.(IN A GOOD WAY),especially MY SQUADMATES!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The several questions that make me feel oh-so miniature?haha.A quiz that disects my pea-brain into half?hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...I never thought about these questions before you see.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO OFFENCE,JUN YU(:&lt;/span&gt;&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/8129374179675198907-5390214641507969847?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5390214641507969847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=5390214641507969847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Sd3D-VImMnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/7neJntrPZYg/s1600-h/IMGP0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322625810214302322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/Sd3D-VImMnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/7neJntrPZYg/s320/IMGP0556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh the honest screams of agony and distrust.i'm falling into a dilera again.totally demented and flushed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:You'll trigger a landslide,to kill off this common sense of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...the horrors of a dead dead &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DEAD&lt;/span&gt; blog.it's been 3 weeks since i've posted.so it's officially the first post for this month of A-pril.oh how i missed Cambodia.i didn't want the Secondary 4 Ma'ams to step down either.it makes life so much more miserable.bleah.this isn't the point OF &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS CERTAIN NOT SO ORDINARY POST&lt;/span&gt; though.just last Saturday,on that very fateful day,my phone got confiscated for a whole week just because i thought that my parents were getting seriously unreasonable and hypocritical.i almost died there and then.crying my lungs out didn't get me no where either.my dad just slapped my face &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HARD&lt;/span&gt; for doing so.i did not feel the pain though.it was probably because my lips were numb from shouting too much.haha.what an excuse.anyway,my lips started bleeding and eventually,they got damn swollen.it was bad.damned it.my lips didn't seem to hurt a bit.my soul and mind were two worlds living apart then.bonjela didn't help &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AT ALL&lt;/span&gt;.it just made my mouth taste the bitterness of blood.this reminds me of &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;twilight&lt;/span&gt;.i'm telling you,blood is a bloody disgusting natural liquid to taste.it's worst than chinese medication.it's like a concoction of faeces and urine.gah.the next day didn't get any better.in fact,it was much worse.i vomitted &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;twice &lt;/span&gt;after the two hour long chinese tuition.my mom and dad were apalled.WHAT A SURPRISE!those 'matured beings' with no emotions actually seemed to render help to the helpless.oh,how sweet of them.and so,the sarcastic story goes on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;let go into the details now.my vomit was yellow in colour.i think i vomitted due to indigestion.everything just came spilling out &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CONTINUOUSLY&lt;/span&gt;.the liquid was sour.gross.vomitting makes your day plunge right down into the pits for you.don't vomit.or at least try to refrain from vomitting unless you're telling me that it's your so-called natural instinct to do so.you're aneroxic then.(:it's final.i rested for 2 hours and then i got up feeling all queasy and super empty.my stomach never felt so dis-satisfied.tsktsktsk.i was suffering from the ultimate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STARVATION&lt;/span&gt; then.but i couldn't eat because i felt sicker and weaker once i started nibbling on something.so i ended up practically slurping congee for the last meal of the day.i couldn't believe that i went to school the next day.oh hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;how much stuppider can i get?haha.some would say "very" while some would just pretend that my question was the howling wind.haha.i want to make clouds.clouds seem sophisticated enough to mesmerize me.(:right now,making a cloud would doubtless impress me.it would be something miraculous enough to block the sun,cast a pall,rain soot,rain rain,and then cast a light shadow.in some scrawny moments,it seems like dying was the only easy way out.but dying does makes matters worse.it changes the future.the present tense and the past tense.english,my dear,does a great deal to modern minds.great minds do think alike after all.ahahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rebecca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;grins&lt;/span&gt; at what she has just typed out.she yearns for tomorrow and moans about today.people always contradict themselves too much at times don't you think?many people around me are this way but they seem so unaware.i think i'm beginning to incipient hopelessness.it shouldn't be so.but it has already started.oh it's sad.really.i want to be a racer.it's nothing but an aspiration.see all those shiny ferraries?i want one.that's why i want to be a racer.i love speed.it isn't my thing though.it's just an apple of my eye.haha(:sometimes,when really awkward situations occur at the wrong time,i either know i ought to do something but i just don't get round to it,or i keep hammering away furiously at something i end up profoundly regretting later.i think i should stop blogging now.but i just want to sign off with a tiny pargraph saying:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I LOVE YOU SQUAD 58.KEEP THE BONDS TIGHT EVEN THOUGH IT WAS ALREADY LONG BROKEN APART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; BY WHO KNOWS WHAT.SQUAD 58 HAS TRUCK LOADS OF POTENTIAL.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND NO,IT'S NOT SIMPLY A FIGURE OF SPEECH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-2677862760815717017?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2677862760815717017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=2677862760815717017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2677862760815717017'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;523 votes for Arts &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Festival!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;KEEP THOSE VOTES COMING IN!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OH IT BRINGS FORTH LIGHT TO MY DARK DARK PAST...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-1069924803706765089?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1069924803706765089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=1069924803706765089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/1069924803706765089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/1069924803706765089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/03/523-votes-for-arts-festival-keep-votes.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-3246076321069967900</id><published>2009-03-19T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T00:49:23.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c272/bo5874/steam.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c272/bo5874/steam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I see the Red Light glaring down at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Motto:Don't run away from what has already happened.Leave it be.All you can do is sit back and moan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This certain extra-ordinary post is specially dedicated to Red Cross.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AS MOST PEOPLE MIGHT ALREADY KNOW,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED CROSS IS MY LIFE&lt;/span&gt;.I LOVE IT AS MUCH AS I LOVE THE WORLD.despite all the uncanny,uncalled or unbridled events that occured or have yet to take its course,i still cherish every single moment that i live up to during my 4 short years in Red Cross.i still feel so disappointed that camp has come to an end.i do miss home,but i miss being with TKGRCY more.much,much more.i can still hear the sharp piercing blow of the whistle thudding in my cramped mind.i miss shouting DAY I/C!i miss sprinting around the school campus at full speed to get the job done.gosh.i miss everyting in relation to Red Cross.Red Cross has officially conquered my pathetic low-life.i became a totally new person once i started out in Red Cross just last year.my soul was probably filled with more and more vigour in each passing second from that moment.i am awfully grateful for who i am now.I THANK GOD.MAY HIS WILL BE DONE AND MAY HIS KINGDOM COME.i now dread coming home.i wonder who the heck came up with the phrase"home,sweet home".it sounds so mushy.bleah.and it does not apply for me.it never will.i felt my face blush with frustration,shame,embarrassment and vexation.i broke down due to the many negative energies all stirred up in my troubled heart.i need turquoise.okay.these sentences are way too repulsive.eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww...moving on.let's just say,that &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF GIVEN THE CHANCE,I'D WILLINGLY GO ON MY BARE KNEES AND PLEAD FOR FORGIVENESS.A SINCERE APOLOGY MAYBE.I'LL GIVE IT A TRY.YES.SOMETHING LIKE THAT.i'm just not allowed to.i'm so sorry if i let anyone down in Red Cross.i'm so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so sorry for what i've done.I'VE GOT A SINGLE PROMOTION.i don't know how to feel like.satisfied?gratified?disorientated?displeasure?i don't know.it's confusion at it's highest limit.whoo hoo.gosh i really need to buck up.i need to study too.i can't tolerate my mom's naggings or rantings no longer.will i be able to cope with stress?why are there so many things to do.we should all just drop dead,stop whatever we're doing or whatsoever and sleep.that will forever remain as a false illusion.but right now,i've got to pick myself up and move on no matter what obstacles i face in the future.wish me luck.where's my cricket?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-3246076321069967900?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3246076321069967900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=3246076321069967900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/3246076321069967900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i653.photobucket.com/albums/uu255/Bellavita818/Photography/chrisoisgayo19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Untimely Brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-5951538189795236303?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5951538189795236303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=5951538189795236303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5951538189795236303'/><link rel='self' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAD A BLAST.A ROLLER COASTER RIDE.GOING SLOW-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;MOTION JUST FOR ONCE.NEVER EVER AGAIN.SO SCREWED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;AND CRAPP-ISH.MUGGING.STRUGGLING WITH MATH AGAIN.I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;NEED YOU,CHOCOLATE.THE LONG YEARN.THREE CHEERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;FOR FOOD.MANAGED TO ESCAPE THE GROTESQUE SNARES OF MY MOTHER.OH DEAR.TOMORROW IS JUST HALF AN HOUR AWAY.I'M CHASING THE LONG HAND.TOLD YOU FISH.YOU'D BETTER LISTEN HARD.LET'S GET HOOKED.AH HAHA.HAHA.HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-3207147658038070844?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3207147658038070844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=3207147658038070844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/3207147658038070844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/3207147658038070844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/03/had-blast.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-8281327437005489240</id><published>2009-03-10T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T07:41:41.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i313/oweokrackers/colorful.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i313/oweokrackers/colorful.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:We don't have to try and then keep chasing the same lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;colourful.striking.(:good pick Rebecca,good pick.i'm fcuking pissed at everyone today.ok.i shall rephrase and simplfy.i have been like this ever since week 8.week 5 was when things started taking its course;getting all jumbled up and piled up into a heap of confusion.something like a domino effect,(one failure would sooner or later lead to many other failures)if you have any aparrent idea of what the heck i'm trying to bring across.i just realized i can't dance.seriously.i just can't seem to be able to go with the FLOW.flexibility has finally found it's level zero.i can't dramatize as well.tried getting tips from the drama club members today at video world.they only suggested 2 things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1)don't be nervous and do your part well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2)put yourself in the characters shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;doesn't help much,don't you think?secondary ones.oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh.i'm hyperventilating man.they're so jocose.urgh.everything is a joke.WOW.i think i'm going to start studying law and eventually become a jurist in the many long awaiting years to come.i'm only 14.gosh.i have no intention of becoming a lawyer.i don't possess the gift of the gap.i'll start off by stammering softly(evidence).my oral sucks man.i never liked talking that much.i'm kind of a black and white/pen and paper person.so yar.it's just not my forte.so,deal with it.the reason why i'm trying to come up with all sorts of irrelevent things in this post is to kill time.i still need to start working on my mathematics tuition homework.it helps a lot.it's a big life-saver.whoo.the dodo bird keeps on whinning about her life.i think i'm getting more and more splenetic with all the stress and stuff.homework isn't getting any better.it just adds on to the daily load and makes the burden harder to cope with.sleep is getting barely reach-able as well.i get an average of about 4 to 5 hours of sleep per day.the after effect:dozing off once in a while during lessons.i can't afford to do so anymore.so...i end up slapping myself and drinking water several times every period.it rejuvinates me.water provides oxyen to the brain.at least i think it does.i'm yawning like a cow mooing now.i'm back to my simple english yet again.i'll try to make it more_______________.does anyone here favour scraggy poeple?i don't.haha.it's just a random question.i wonder what happened to Mrs Khoo.she didn't turn up for two entire english lessons.many plausible answers are still currently available unless we get a confirmed reason.then,we shall let the matter rest.i shall just sit back and ponder on the possible and realistic reasons while i still can.science spelt boring.i don't deny the inevitable fact that i have a certain type of passion for science,but the teacher makes it seem as if science is such a hard subject to score in.it totally changes mindsets.she doesn't give a second thought and just shoots and fires her own specially customized revolver.lab lesson today was good and bloody broken.haha.so there.recently,i have been staying back after school to avoid spending...how you say...quality time with my family.my sister just wailed a few moments ago all because my dad wacked her back HARD without letting her speak her mind.(that smack left a pink hand print.so much force injected.)both parties need to purchase a guide book on how to be good parents and daughters respectively.oh well.i need to start burning the midnight oil again.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'll end off with a final reminder:THERE'S THAT E-LEARNING THING TOMORROW.&lt;/span&gt;oh,the rhapsody. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-8281327437005489240?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8281327437005489240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=8281327437005489240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/8281327437005489240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/8281327437005489240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/03/mottowe-dont-have-to-try-and-then-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-8342794908176587887</id><published>2009-03-03T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T02:58:25.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST FOR YOUR INFORMATION,I DO NOT HATE OR BEAR ANY GRUDGE WITH ANYONE FROM RED CROSS,SEC 2E8,TANJONG KATONG GIRLS' SCHOOL,TRUE JESUS CHURCH OR MY NUMEROUS FAMILY.'SHE' WILL REMAIN UNKNOWN FOR AS LONG AS POSSIBLE.AS FAR AS I CAN REMEMBER,THE 'her' I USED IN ONE POST 'BOUT THE NDP THING &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;REFERS to Ma'am Pamela.I salute to her man.haha.Squad Hormat Ke-hadapan Hormat!'CHECK UP,CHECK DOWN,CHECK UP,CHECK DOWN.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-8342794908176587887?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8342794908176587887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-8129374179675198907.post-8517927371936829700</id><published>2009-03-02T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:24:51.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wwwdelivery.superstock.com/WI/223/1560/PreviewComp/SuperStock_1560R-2054960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://wwwdelivery.superstock.com/WI/223/1560/PreviewComp/SuperStock_1560R-2054960.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:READY!ON YOUR BUTTS!GET SET!BREAK WIND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SavoTE7U6uI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Lmhlu7BxI9k/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308592000223996642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SavoTE7U6uI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Lmhlu7BxI9k/s320/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Left With Only Seconds.Grasp It With All Thy Might.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SavoSWaIb4I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/55P-Y0fksTc/s1600-h/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308591987736735618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SavoSWaIb4I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/55P-Y0fksTc/s320/DSC00083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;The Moment Of A Lifetime.Embrace It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-8517927371936829700?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8517927371936829700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=8517927371936829700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/8517927371936829700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/8517927371936829700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/03/mottoreadyon-your-buttsget-setbreak.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SavoTE7U6uI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Lmhlu7BxI9k/s72-c/DSC00084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-7856170437233887647</id><published>2009-02-28T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T04:22:09.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SalS7uaJRDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/-NcBdNPADsE/s1600-h/Photos+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307864821856289842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SalS7uaJRDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/-NcBdNPADsE/s320/Photos+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I saw this huge converse shoe smacked in the centre of Junction 8 &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;last year&lt;/span&gt;.It's a really old photograph...and a really rotton one.i snapped a shot of it at the wrong angle.should have taken one from the side of the sneaker so that it'll prove how gi-normous it is.it's longer than me.i'm short enough.it just makes me look more like an elf.dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Motto:People have lips.Let them speak for all I care.People have ears.Let them hear.People have butts.Let them fart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(vulgarities mentioned in this post have to be beared with.apologies.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;FCUK.things have been ever so screwed up.friday.WHOOPEE.how i wish friday didn't end with such a plaintive note.i still can't get over that withdrawal from the NDP selections test matter.gosh.i really want to apologize.so badly,i could cry yet again.sob.i wonder if it was obvious that i was going to cry when i handed the letter to her?Shafiqa said it was.i'm not sure though.not definite.i think Rabiatul said it was as well.that confirms it then.shit man.Rabiatul and I didn't want to withdraw from that selection test.our parents did.they forced us to do so because this year is the streaming year and all sorts of crap related to that topic.i'm sick and tired of listening.in actual fact,i don't even listen to a single word they utter.nothing they say gets into my head.once they start nagging,my whole system just switches off and then i resume staring into blank space.this sentence sounds spastic.haha.anyway,i've got this certain invisible push that's telling me to say,"Ma'am...............I'm.................&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SORRY&lt;/span&gt; Ma'am......."but,i can't.i don't know why.apologizing isn't a wrong thing to do right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OR IS IT ILLEGAL?one massive question mark.i feel better now.i guess blogging helps calm my tensed up nerves.it feels like its all going to burst soon all at once and i'm going to start bleeding like a waterfall.my hair is getting frizzier by the day.i haven't got any white hair though.so...i'm not so stressed up yet.my brain is protesting uncontrollably against me.so are my eyes.i can't sleep.i've got shoes to sketch and paint.art.my art ain't that good.miraculously,i got an A1 for art last year.this year as well.the gladness aboundeth more.bloody secondary 1s.they make it seem as if the entire universe is revolving around them.gosh.I NEED TO PRAY MAN.GOD,PLEASE COMFORT AND GUIDE ME IN TIMES OF SORROW AND TROUBLE.oh,and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i've just developed a new crave.IT'S CALLED BANANA SKIN.i want to slip it under her compressed feet ever so secretively and make her fall with a loud thud.heels over head.haha.she's just so devilish looking that i could agressively punch her in the mouth 24/7.she's getting fcuking ...........i shan't be so cruel no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"I have no words.My voice is in my sword:thou bloodier villain than terms can give thee out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;training didn't make me feel any better.i feel so ...so...disheartened.gosh.i wanna ride a filly out in the open field where only freedom and blissful silence exists.i need to sleep now.it's already 2 a.m. in the morning.my parents have sunk way too deep into their sleep to bother about me.oh well.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;good morning to all adolescents and good night to me&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/8129374179675198907-7856170437233887647?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7856170437233887647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=7856170437233887647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7856170437233887647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7856170437233887647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-saw-this-huge-converse-shoe-smacked.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SalS7uaJRDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/-NcBdNPADsE/s72-c/Photos+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-1499574977879354913</id><published>2009-02-26T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T08:09:09.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Damn it!Everything is ruined.I'm not going to be forgiven.I'm going to be hated for an eternity.I think I'm better off without any external help.I SUCK.NO!they suck...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FAMILY MATTERS/AFFAIRS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-1499574977879354913?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1499574977879354913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=1499574977879354913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/1499574977879354913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/1499574977879354913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/02/damn-iteverything-is-ruined.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-2397930572532744982</id><published>2009-02-26T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T05:27:04.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry.No picture available today.using my dad's computer.mine ain't sane.&lt;br /&gt;Motto:Unforgettable tragedies.Unbelievable tales.Irriplacable words.All of them lead to three things,and three things only,indestructable stories of life,death and misery.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT HIGHEST FOR ENGLISH COMPOSITION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!WHOOPEE...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(i don't mean to boast)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M CRAVING FOR OREO AND SWEET CANDIES &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOW.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'M GOING LOONY SOON.GONNA LOSE MY YOUTHFUL VAST MIND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am,sadly,not eloquent.that's bad.i can't speak well.you can just ask a random nobody and they'll agree indefinitely.it should be able to prove it all.oh well,as much as i want to blog,i can't.i got to get on with my ironing if not i'll never be able to plonk myself on my super single bed and rest.sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;teeny-weeny wordS today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it's a stupid post.don't bother reading it.you'll die on the spot...probably due to a brain malfunction or an eye strain.so yar.damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANNA WRING HER NECK 'TILL HER LAST BREATH.I DON'T CARE HOW.I'LL JUST BE AS SNEAKY AS A THIEF UNDER THE MOONLIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HAHAHA.SHE SHALL JUST WAIT AND SEE.WATCH OUT.I'M OUT ON THE HUNT.YOU'RE WANTED.YOU'RE JUST ABOUT TO BE HELD CAPTIVE.MUAHAHAHA...my evil snare reappears once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gosh.what the heck am i typing.i shall stop.so yar.bye.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;PLANET SHAKERS CRAZE.I'M COMPLAINING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-2397930572532744982?l=beautyinwalkingaway.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-8129374179675198907.post-4525176150520748547</id><published>2009-02-23T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T06:31:30.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.melodic.net/img5/planetshakers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.melodic.net/img5/planetshakers2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT PLANET SHAKERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i just don't get what i want.do I?&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/8129374179675198907-4525176150520748547?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4525176150520748547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=4525176150520748547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/4525176150520748547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/4525176150520748547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-want-planet-shakers-i-just-dont-get.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-4011779585362540834</id><published>2009-02-18T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T07:12:16.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SZwMH4muvtI/AAAAAAAAAKA/dAaHohMhFzk/s1600-h/DSC00060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304127790729051858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SZwMH4muvtI/AAAAAAAAAKA/dAaHohMhFzk/s320/DSC00060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:Your eyes don't lie but your lips make up imaginative stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Let's just say today started off quite peacefully.no unwanted noise.just serenity and tranquility.aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh...RICOLA!!!!!!!i like that herbal sweet.it soothes my freaking sore throat.ok,anyway,today was pretty fine.it was just another ordinary day with ordinary,not-so-out-of-the-blue events happening.push ups were as per-normal...just that all my squadmates were still 'suffering' the aftermath of yesterday's massive destruction.to us,it was like this huge tornado lifting us off the ground.so yar.i kind of got over it and decided to bother about other much more important things in life(not that the _____i_____s aren't important)you see,i'm trying to be more optimistic now.even if there's recession and all these shit,bleah,looking on the bright side is always comforting.come on,let's all hop over to the side where the grass is greener.somehow,i feel more invigorated today.finally something positive.oh,yes.i also found out that my squadmates are usually pensive.i have no apparent idea or whatsoever.but,i really don't mind.'cos i'm often deep in thoughts too.i have a mind of my own too ok.hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LESSONS FOR THE DAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English:&lt;/strong&gt;a little awkward.i noticed gorilla hair.no pointing fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oral Communications:&lt;/strong&gt;fun.went down to the void deck to discuss Macbeth.sat on the swing.stupid role play.note to self=teachers are not stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Literature:&lt;/strong&gt;continued collecting cob-webs at the void deck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geography:&lt;/strong&gt;slightly dull.wasn't awesome.it was yesterday.i guess.we probably lost the class spirit.boohoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mother Tongue:&lt;/strong&gt;paid attention to Mr. Yellow's class.he made us speak in mandrin for the entire lesson,if not we'll have to copy the lesson we were covering thrice.i think need to visit China again.my chinese...hope-LESS.argh!there is now officially a level ZERO.until now,i still wonder why they call this certain subject MOTHER TONGUE.i just don't seem to get it.ever since primary school.those were the days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music:&lt;/strong&gt;FREE PERIOD.the almost perfect time to fling your school books into the air like you just don't give a damn.HOWEVER,the relief teacher was freaking strict.she scared the heck out of me.the ends of my hair would stand just by taking a short and quick glance at her.EEEEEKKKKK!!!!!!!!she told us to glue our butts to our respective seats and do SOMETHING.she said she didn't know what thing...just SOMETHING.so yar.she allowed group discussions so,naturally,the whole class was divided into 5 distinct groups.if you look down from the bird's eye view,we'll probably look like 5 seperate atoms and molecules.cool eh?haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WE WERE THEN DISMISSED AT 1.55P.M.NOT PUNCTUAL.but it's alright.i bear no grudges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;went to SAC to have lunch with Shafiqa,the Begum,Yeo Su Wen and The Mighty Teng Teng.Jun Yu didn't join us 'cos Kwang Su Wen asked her to accompany her to cut her hair.so yar.sad.Eliza had remedial and Rabiatul wanted to go home early and rest.Yeo Su Wen went home immediately after her lunch.Teng Teng left for counceling at 2.30p.m.the remainders=Shafiqa Begum and I.we had this so called 'study session' at SAC from 2.30p.m.(when Teng Teng left)'til approximately 3.45p.m.i practiced Mathematics while she revised Geography.then,we started making a fool out of ourselves(Teng Teng was also included).so yar.we looked absurd.we shall refrain from committing such mistakes again.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O:&lt;/span&gt;my mom called at about 4.25p.m. reminding me to 'kindly' proceed to the foyer.that marked the end of my school day.went home and played with my neighbour's rabbit for a few minutes and then went home to have a warm,indulging bathe.looked through my math once more and practiced my lines for the presentation on the Cambodia Trip tomorrow during Lower Secondary assembly.now,i'm blogging.so yar.mom's knocking on my door.telling me to turn in.so yar.bye.       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SZwMH4muvtI/AAAAAAAAAKA/dAaHohMhFzk/s72-c/DSC00060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-4808795015033795774</id><published>2009-02-17T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T05:23:41.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SZwLXwmpYII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/OapC9BnmIs8/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304126963947495554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SZwLXwmpYII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/OapC9BnmIs8/s320/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Making the bus their own HAVEN.I really salute them.Squad Hormat Ke-Hapdapan Hormat.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:Move on,go on and let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;short post.seriously.by the way,i realise i'm only using a few pathetic pre-school words all over again and again.i really need to expand my vocabulary man.i'm nothing compared to William Shakespeare.30 000 words in his vocabulary man.GOSH.i wonder how huge his vast mind is?????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday ROCKED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;got what we deserved.EAST DISTIRCT CHAMPION.TOP 12.MA'AM PAMELA GOT THE BEST COMMANDER AWARD.good for her.she's got a strong diaphragm.celebrated with squadmates over a simple dinner.went super high for the first time this year.Good start.i hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Sunday SUCKED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;got a damn time consuming tongue-lashing from my parents once more.WHAT'S NEW?the day just brooded on like that.nothing out of the ordinary occured.stayed at home the whole time.WHAT A DULL DAY.oh so grey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Monday SUCKED MORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;got twice the scoldings from my parents.they need to lighten up man.i think they need a brain transplant of some sort from other nicer more understanding and amiable parents.the ordinary school day dragged on like a tortise running a marathon followed by a two hour long mathematics tuition(still ok).as usual,squadmates managed put a small grin on my expressionless face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Today SUCKED THE WORST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;firstly,the day started off extremely horridly.when i just got out of bed,i got a nagging from my parents(again...and i'm really sick of repeating it over and over again)i couldn't stand it no more.i got another YELLING from my dad in the car on the way to school.urgh!they're practically planning on a schme to drive me up the wall like some mad dog barking frantically for its food...or maybe even worse.i'll probably lose my mind and go bonkers.so,once i got out of the car,i broke down.LITERALLY.i could feel myself boil inside.like i had an 'internal fever'.i held back my tears when i reached the push up area.did not want squadmates to suspect a thing.they could somehow tell from the pale look imprinted on my face.then,my mom called.i did not pick up.went to the canteen and called back.guess what?!she called me for another 15 minutes of nagging.WOW!how come i didn't see that crashing my way.aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!so,i broke down the second time.i've been to heavily pressured.sad.squadmates came to consloe me.THANK YOU SQUADMATES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!LOVE THEM LIKE I LOVE MY ETERNAL SOUL.I LOVE GOD.OK.but that's just being random.because of this,i went late for push ups.i really feel like apologizing to the Ma'ams.unfortunately,we're not allowed to do so.sobsobsob.i guess WE were innocently misunderstood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;WE HATE HER .A BABOON RESTING IN A NEST.IT'S JUST NOT RIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after school,there was another crying session.HER FAULT.______i______s are geting on my very last IRRITABLE nerve.i feel like screaming my lungs out and venting my unbearable fury at someone or something now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I BROKE MY OWN WORLD RECORD ON 17/02/09.CRIED THRICE IN A DAY.WEPT LIKE I NEVER WEPT BEFORE.LOOKED LIKE A DUPLICATE OF A GARGOYLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh well,that's it.DEMORALIZING AND UPSETTING.i need to rest my drooping eyes now.i feel as if 10kg weights have been hung onto my eyelids.SHIT.i feel dead again.goodnight universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-4808795015033795774?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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officially the first post for the month.i'm currently in the library blogging.haha:).gonna do it short and quick.i've gotta go home soon.it's already almost 6 p.m.damn,it's late.i don't wanna get ham tammed and scoldings from my mom.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;update on RED CROSS STUFF.&lt;/span&gt;well,all's been almost well...so far.i have no apparent idea what's gonna happen in the days and months to come.i still think my footdrill still sucks like crazy.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BY THE WAY,I'M GOING TO MALAYSIA TO VISIT MY 80 YEAR OLD PATERNAL GRANDMA TOMORROW AFTER SCHOOL!I WON'T BE GOING FOR TRAINING.THAT'S SERIOUSLY SAD.BBBBBBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOO.I'M GOING TO BE AT THE LOSING END.SAD&lt;/span&gt;.and then there's no training for the whole of next week!nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnooooooooooo...oh yah!our juniors arecoming to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED CROSS&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!WHOO HOO!i wonder what they'll be like.i hope their pleasant people.but,i think i'm gonna die of the ultimate depression and then sink deeper and deeper into the dark,spooky valley of...(i shall leave you all in suspense,makes this certain post more entertaining.haha.)my english still sucks like crazy.in fact,i don't even think i'll be able to pass a simple comprehension.the number 1 solution:&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PRAY TO GOD!THE BEST,MAN!&lt;/span&gt;okies.anyway,i think really i need to go now.i'm just kind of happy the tests FOR THE WEEK are finally over.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I STILL HAVE TESTS THE FOLLOWING WEEK.&lt;/span&gt;i think i suck at tests and exams.i think i'll either fail or scrape a pass.i shall just wait with dying dreams and misty goals that i cannot reach.i shall leave the rest to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOD in Heaven&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HE is THE ALMIGHTY&lt;/span&gt; and the most important thing in my tragic life.so yar.i think i really need to go now,even if i have loads to say,but can't find the guts and words to speak.so yar.bye.i'll update whenever i'm free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-5873620744507735699?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5873620744507735699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=5873620744507735699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5873620744507735699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5873620744507735699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/02/mottojust-let-it-all-fade-away-into.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SYqyR1J_oBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/7SKU_DBKCbo/s72-c/My+Photos+137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-5826537790900926965</id><published>2009-01-26T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T19:25:07.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SX5ypDkfDMI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gTvcfbz4jGU/s1600-h/DSC00035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295796261492821186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SX5ypDkfDMI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gTvcfbz4jGU/s320/DSC00035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Motto:I need someone to love me,hold me and keep me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm here to update the damn dead.i guess it's the only time that i actually have spare time to blog.so it'll probably be a super short one.probably.ah!!!!!!!!!so many things to say,yet,so little time.oh yar.by the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYONE!GOD BLESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wait a minute,i hear the sounds of a lion dance.haha.(randomness strikes once more)probably some richo family went to call for a the lion dancers to come.i guess it brings good luck.oh well.i'll be needing a lot of it this year.sad life man.sad.you see the picture of the marshmallows and the tiny barbeque pit at the top?yup.we had a barbeque in church a few weeks ago.i missed it so much.haha.i mean,we only have barbeques once in a blue moon right?so yar.i must learn to treasure it.shit lah!my typing really sucks like crazy.i need to practice typing more.i type like a toddler.or maybe even worse.oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...the best thing is that i've developed a new hobby...it seems kind of weird,but yar,i did anyway.it's...................................FOOTDRILL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!haha.i have no idea why i've suddenly become so obssed about footdrill.haha.but...i still suck at it like crazy.makes no sense right?i know.i have long figured out that there was something wrong with me.so yar.i'm not abnormal or whatsoever.i'm just...well,not so ME.donno why.i'm transforming.haha.reminds me of The Transformers.haha.i didn't watch that show though.my 5 year old cousin did.good life man.he's coming over today to have steamboat for lunch.he was so thrilled man.he kept on YELLING this to me yesterday non-stop:"EH!ANN ANN!I'M GOING TO YOUR HOUSE TOMORROW!REALLY!YYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yay me.i'm not really helping out to prepare the steamboat though.i'm slacking here blogging.i think my parents still think i'm sleeping.haha.man,i need a life.i need to go back to my old self.now,i think i'm a real introvert.i wonder if my parents will allow me to go and watch the Bridal Wars with Lavelle Lee Wen Ning.see,her big name's on my blog.Lavelle,you should be honoured.oh yar.she's me relative too.i've got a big BIG family.really.about 100++ family members from my mom's side and 40++ from my dad's side.i'm not sure if i mentioned this on my blog before.but,whatever.so altogether,it's about 140++.simple calculation.if you got it wrong,i'll be speechless 'cos i can't find no words to speak.haha.secondary 2 work seems to be more chim...chimology wreeks.especially mathematics.i'm beginning to suck at it again.Miss Loi,i really need your help man.i'm a dead soul.so far,this year has turned out ok.i shall just wait and see for the later days to come.oh yes.this year,i need a birthday bash.i mean seriously.'cos my brithday has always been celebrated either in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; the hospital(due to my sister's illness),in my grandmother's house('cos i just so happen to have the same birthday as my 1+ year old cousin)or at so-so restaurant,not those high class ones at orchard road or suntec you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as you can see,i've always been celebrating my birthday with my family.no friends.sad right.i know.what can i do.fake a smile on my birthday?well,that's awfully pathetic.gosh.i really need to get a life man.i guess i've said enough.time to see my resolutions for this &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;OX&lt;/span&gt; year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1)Study harder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2)Get better,much better grades(aiming for top 5 this year;got top 10 last year)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3)Be a better Red Crosser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4)Improve my typing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5)Learn a new language proper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6)Create a closer relationship with GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yar.that's about it so far.i can't think of anything else.oh shit.i need to log off.my stupid sister's gonna tell my mom that i'm blogging.stupid asshole.big mouth.i hope one day i can get the permission from my parents to tape her mouth forever.that way,my life would be much easier to live up to.i guess i have to stop blabbering now.thanks to my sister.i can't curse her.no matter how badly i want to.i'll get cursed back.so yar.sad.bye for now.&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/8129374179675198907-5826537790900926965?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5826537790900926965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=5826537790900926965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5826537790900926965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5826537790900926965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2009/01/mottoi-need-someone-to-love-mehold-me.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SX5ypDkfDMI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gTvcfbz4jGU/s72-c/DSC00035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-6726427899200472987</id><published>2008-12-18T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T06:26:14.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailygalaxy.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/02/04/blue_roseartificially_coloured_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 418px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.dailygalaxy.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/02/04/blue_roseartificially_coloured_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; BLUE and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v139/kuehlapis/ck7-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 387px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v139/kuehlapis/ck7-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CHIKU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:I can only please one person each day.Today is not your day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;whoo hoo...i guess today was kind of a bomb.haha.really.i had quite a good time.i think it's because of the enrichment activity i attended today.lalalalalalala.haha.good.erm.the best thing 'bout today was that the Secondary 3 Ma'ams were actually part of the 'audience'.haha...we were seperated into our respective groups.by the way,the whole enrichment activity was organized,conducted,planned and prepared by the Secondary 2 Ma'ams.ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...ok.my group's name is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.hehe.the Secondary 3 Ma'ams made the decision.so now you know why the sudden change of pictures-from friends to colours and exotic fruit.i think we were probably too shy to speak up then.we needed a little warming up.so yar.i can't believe i'm saying that i'm shy.'cos i'm not those type of introverts.haha.ok.my english is getting from bad to worse man.i badly need to brush it up man.sob.sob.sob.(bitterly)we had to overcome 3 stations in all.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we came in first&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.yippee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all thanks to the Ma'ams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;these are my group members:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ma'am Pamela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ma'am Melina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ma'am Ranice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kwang Su Wen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is our group's cheer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I say it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's so hot in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I need some &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the atmosphere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I say it's &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's so hot in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I need some &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the atmosphere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OH-EE-OH-EE-OH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pour some ice on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OH-EE-OH-EE-OH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pour some ice on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this is our group's clap:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blue.Blue.Blue.Blue.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*clapclapclapclapclap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blue.Blue.Blue.Blue.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*clapclapclapclapclap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blue.Blue.Blue.Blue.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*clapclapclapclapclap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLUE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this is our group's response:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OI!WHAT'S UP.WHAT'S UP.WHAT'S UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all the credit goes to the Ma'ams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.goodie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;however,that is only the first part of the enrichment activity.oh yar.by then,I GOT DRENCHED FROM HEAD TO TOE during the course fo the water games.PFT!but,NEVER MIND.it's all in the name of fun.haha.think positive.the next part of the enrichment activity did not involve any water games.so yar.but my butt was still wet at that time.but,it alright.my other group's name is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Chiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.i used to live at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Chiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Road.so yar.it's just for your information.hehe.we played Dog and Bone.haha.i felt very pai seh.the Ma'ams said that that was not an appropriate time to feel shy.so yar.the worst thing was that i had to CEPAT JALAN,HENTAK AND THEN BERHENTI IN FRONT OF ALL THE MA'AMS.EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...(singlish)ok.never mind.moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;these are my group members:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ma'am Ranice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ma'am Angie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ma'am Jasline &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Chng Pei Wen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kwang Su Wen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Rabiatul Adawiyah Bte Razali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this is our group's cheer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Loud)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As we go BOOM &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Chiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As we go BOOM &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Chiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As we go di-di-di-di-di-di-di-di BOOM &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Chiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Louder)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As we go BOOM &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Chiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As we go BOOM &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Chiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As we go di-di-di-di-di-di-di-di BOOM &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Chiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Loudest)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;AS WE GO BOOM &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;CHIKU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;AS WE GO BOOM &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;CHIKU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;AS WE GO DI-DI-DI-DI-DI-DI-DI-DI BOOM &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;CHIKU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; CHIKU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;once again,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all the credit goes to the Ma'ams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*for this part  of the enrichment activity,no group clap and response was needed.so yar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh yah!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we won for this round too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yeah!ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so as you can see,i really did enjoy myself today.haha.so yes.i think i'm going to end here 'cos it's kinda getting late.yep.see you when i'm free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;P.S.i'm thinking of changing my blogskin real soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BYE.&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/8129374179675198907-6726427899200472987?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6726427899200472987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=6726427899200472987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/6726427899200472987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/6726427899200472987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/blue-and-chiku-mottoi-can-only-please.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-6370692250395073395</id><published>2008-12-16T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:44:02.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SUixbZQkHiI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9woklmC8mJw/s1600-h/My+Photos+222.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280665647286853154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SUixbZQkHiI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9woklmC8mJw/s320/My+Photos+222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:Ready,set,don't go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HI!imma updating the dead.i don't feel like blogging today.nice to meet u all again.DAMN SAD LAR 'COS TODAY MARKS THE LAST DAY OF THE FOOTDRILL COMPETITION 2009 PRACTICES ALREADY.BBBBBBBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.i'm seriously sad.i'm tanned.WHOOTS.but i'm still a little fair.sad.haha.my footdrill...................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;one pathetic word.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bleah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.sad.sob.sob.sob.tomorrow,there's going to be an enrichment activity in school.sad.never mind.i shall be enthusiastically excited tomorrow.though,i'm a little drained of all my energy now.donno why.not to worry.it's not because of the footdrill practices,'cos if not,i'd faint by now.i've lost 1 kilogram...or is it 2?never mind.my sister's going to stay at my grandma's house today.haha.that means no more EXCESSIVE NOISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!whoopee...not that i ain't gonna miss it.haha.i miss my chilli plant.i'm going to see it today.YEAH!haha.it's quite obvious that it's currently dwelling in my grandma's house.my chilli plant's got a damn good life man.haha.i miss cambodia and the people there a lot man.yeah man.especially the children there.pft!oh boy...the school holidays are almost over and done.sad.somehow,i can't upload the pics from the cambodia trip.donno why.my dad doesn't know the reason either.i'm lost.anyway,just to make this damn short post longer,i'll copy and paste lyrics of a song.let me think first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*SPARK*thought of it.it's going to be... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIVE LOAVES AND TWO FISHES BY CORRINE MAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; boy of thirteen was on his way to school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He heard a crowd of people laughing and he went to take a look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thousands were listening to the stories of one man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He spoke with such wisdom, even the kids could understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The hours passed so quickly, the day turned into night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everyone was hungry but there was no food in sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The boy looked in his lunch box at the little that he had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He wasn't sure what good it'd do, there were thousands to be fed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But he saw the twinkling eyes of Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The kindness in His smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the boy cried out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the trust of a child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He said:"Take my five loaves and two fishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do with it as you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take my fears and my inhibitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All my burdens, my ambitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can use it all to feed them all."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I often think about that boy when I'm feeling small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I worry that the work I do means nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But every single tear I cry is a diamond in His hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And every door that slams in my face, I will offer up in prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I'll give you every breath that I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh Lord, you can work miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All that you need is my "Amen"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So take my five loaves and two fishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do with it as you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take my fears and my inhibitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All my burdens, my ambitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can use it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope it's not too small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I trust in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I trust in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So take my five loaves and two fishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do with it as you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take my fears and my inhibitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All my burdens, my ambitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can use it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No gift is too small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;very touching eh?haha.i love it man.i think i shall stop blogging now.so yar.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;toodles.&lt;/span&gt;enjoy the song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-6370692250395073395?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6370692250395073395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=6370692250395073395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/6370692250395073395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/6370692250395073395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/mottoreadysetdont-go.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SUixbZQkHiI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9woklmC8mJw/s72-c/My+Photos+222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-7821135965248412358</id><published>2008-12-09T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:37:24.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Motto:Rolled up into a small ball and cowering at a tiny corner of my eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Boo.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hello.hehe.good day.haha.not really.i'm just pretty hyper right now.haha.&lt;em&gt;Amanda Chin&lt;/em&gt; should be here now man.haha.just now,i was dancing around like a mad woman/loonatic.then,after that,i realised that i had a blister &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ON MY FOOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but i still continued to dance.once i start dancing,i can't stop.haha.i don't know how i'm going to do footdrill tomorrow.i'll probably just have to endure the pain then.haha.i can't even walk properly right now.i'm limping.boo hoo.ok.you see,i am &lt;strong&gt;still &lt;/strong&gt;quite hyper.&lt;strong&gt;HOWEVER,&lt;/strong&gt;you &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt; put the blame on me.&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sorry,but you &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt; put the blame on me.but you &lt;strong&gt;can't &lt;/strong&gt;put the blame on me.but you &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt; put the blame on me.&lt;/span&gt;haha.don't ask my why.haha.i'm damn lame right now lah.ignore that.haha.i can't stop IT man,i really can't.haha.i donno what to blog 'bout and my parents are coming home soon.&lt;strong&gt;SO I HAVE TO STOP USING MY DAD'S COMPUTER TO BLOG ONCE THEY'RE HOME.IF NOT,I'LL BE AS DEAD AS A ROTTING FISH MAN.&lt;/strong&gt;YEAH MAN.haha.i need to bathe SOON.REAL SOON.i stink man.i really do.oh yes i do.my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREATEST ACCOMPLISHMENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for today is that i finally managed to carry a puppy &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WITHOUT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my parents' consent.&lt;strong&gt;WHOOPIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHA&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.somehow,i think this post kind of looks like a kids storybook.haha.but,whatever.currently,i'm still hyper.bear with me for a while.if you're here next to me,you'll probably go bonkers,i mean it in a literal way.hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.i seriously think i got to go bathe now.if not,my mom is going to have to start nagging at me &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;.PFT!it's so hard being a 13 year old teenager man.oh yes,it's hard.oh well,we've got to accept our"Teenagers' Fate".i don't believe in destinies and fate though.i'm just typing it for fun.haha.i really got to bathe now.i think my parents are going to come home sooner or later.so yar.&lt;strong&gt;BYE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S.i'm still hyper.haha.smiles all the way.haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry,there's still no picture available 'cos it's my dad's computer.so yar.sad.SO SORRY.i hope you'll all understand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-7821135965248412358?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7821135965248412358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=7821135965248412358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7821135965248412358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/7821135965248412358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/mottorolled-up-into-small-ball-and.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-2784711157016701813</id><published>2008-12-06T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:21:50.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:Though peace and purity named the day,somewhere beyond the golden horizon lay a dark kept secret hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BLOODY DEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sry.no picture available today.i did not update for a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ssssssssssssssssssssssssuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ppppppppppppppppppppppppppeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt; long time.sad.computer broke down.this is my dad's computer.short post today.scared of my dad.eeeeeeeeeeee.......so far,everything was not so fine.many things have happened and passed.i just attended my sister's teacher's ROM(Registration Of Marriage) today.the food was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt;...my sister was asked to perform with her friend.haha.i wore a &lt;strong&gt;BLACK&lt;/strong&gt; dress so that i would not get noticed.don't laugh.it's my third time.haha.i'm going to watch BOLT later at 9.45p.m.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;.it's the only positive thing 'bout today.the rest of the things are just...indescribable.&lt;strong&gt;BTW,MY FOOTDRILL STILL SUCKS LIKE CRAZY.THE BAD THING IS THAT I HAVE NO IDEA WHY IT'S STILL SO SUCK-ISH.URGH.LIFE IS UNFAIR MAN.&lt;/strong&gt;yeah man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MA'AM ALISA,THANK YOU FOR YOUR TAG AND ENCOURAGEMENT MA'AM.MA'AM,IT HELPED ALOT MA'AM.THANK YOU MA'AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i think i've got to go now.my snobby stuck up sister needs to use the computer for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NUTS&lt;/span&gt;.urgh.i KINDA hate her like crazy.OH WELL.i'll try to post whenever i can.bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-2784711157016701813?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2784711157016701813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=2784711157016701813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2784711157016701813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2784711157016701813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-3341030504943438256</id><published>2008-11-10T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T07:21:09.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SRhErjjKztI/AAAAAAAAAJI/vf3h5tgI4qY/s1600-h/Photos+527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267035279277608658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SRhErjjKztI/AAAAAAAAAJI/vf3h5tgI4qY/s320/Photos+527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Motto:You'll always be a part of me,a part of me indefinitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;update.sorry.my deepest apologies.ok.enough formalities.you see that picture up there.it's a picture of my sister and i when i was just 'bout 6 yrs old.haha.my sister was 3.F.Y.I,she's 3 years younger than me but yet,she tries to act all big and fierce.haha.too bad.she can't do it.i was really &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAT&lt;/span&gt; lastime.donno how i slimed down.my body is weird.i didn't even do vigorous exercises everyday.weird.ok.this is how my weight changed.it's damn tremendous.seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Primary 1 : 25kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Primary 2 : 30kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Primary 3 : 40kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Primary 4 : 48kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Primary 5 : 54kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Primary 6 : 50kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Secondary 1: 47kg(my official weight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;freakingly weird right?my body mass just fell so drastically.donno why leh.my mom was afraid that i had some disease that burned up all my fats at a super fast rate.my dad was comforting me.my sister was jealous.haha.'cos by then,she gained a lot of weight like crazy.no offence.even though she's still sick and all.sad.i won't expose her weight to all of you.she'll kill me,like she did many years back.oh and yes,i do keep track of my sister's and my weight constantly.really.however.......................&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M DEFINITELY NOT WEIGHT CONSCIENCE.NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO.&lt;/span&gt; ok,back to my story.she hit my head with a steel frying pan.surprisingly,i didn't yell back at her,pass out,take revenge on the spot or even cry.i just sat there acting totally normal and sane.then,during dinner on that fateful and painful day,i told my parents 'bout IT.i guess i was just being crafty and smart at the same time.cool.haha.my sister got a good spanking.at least,my parents said so.donno if it's true or not.i think it isn't.haha.no offence to my parents.not that i don't trust them.'cos my sister's kind of their most precious treasure.so yar.damn it.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's downright unfair.&lt;/span&gt;urgh.hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.*crampcrampcrampcrampcramp*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;seriously.no kidding.trust me,i'm showing you my super straight face right now.BOO.ok,nvm.i think this post is mostly 'bout my past and all.so yar.like it or hate it,just read it.so yeah.oh yes!from now on,i'm going to start shouting and screaming my lungs out at my new stuffed teddy bear daily.my dad gave that bear to me as a gift.it costs him S$20.haha.it looks kind of cute.it's freaking fluffy.haha.ok.i seem like a kid again.ah,those were the days...oh well.i'm going to snap back to reality......NOW!good.very good.deliciously good?haha.ok.oh yah.i almost forgot.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY FOOTDRILL STILL SUCKS BADLY.NO MATTER WHAT.I'M A LOSER AT FOOTDRILL MAN.I THINK IF WE DON'T GET TOP 3 NEXT YEAR,IT'S GOING TO BE ALL MY FAULT.I'M SSSSSSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOO SORRY FOR THAT.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(if it actually happens)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.I STILL SUCK LIKE 'WHOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOO'&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...donno who or what to vent my anger on.BETWEEN SATU AND DUA.I THINK I STILL PREFER SATU.haha.i have a bad feeling that i got to go now.i can hear foot steps...oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...so yar.bye. &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/8129374179675198907-3341030504943438256?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3341030504943438256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-5801514075964102543</id><published>2008-11-05T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T06:55:08.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SRGnb4RfqnI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rXcCKAh3mWU/s1600-h/Photos+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265173536776890994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SRGnb4RfqnI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rXcCKAh3mWU/s320/Photos+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's my register number.So yar.Very coincidental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:Doors slamming.Precious fragile photos tearing and falling apart.I guess I'm becoming one as well;broken and torn and taterred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm going to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cut the long story short&lt;/span&gt; ok?ok.it's been a heck of a day.a bloody damned day.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY FOOTDRILL OFFICIALLY SUCKS LIKE CRAZY.&lt;/span&gt;i know i'm trying my very best.but,somehow,it doesn't show at all.i think i'm THE WORST secondary 1 cadet in Red Cross.i think i seriously let the ma'ams down.there's nothing i can do 'bout it.sad.if i could,i'd be apologizing &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;non-stop&lt;/span&gt; to the ma'ams at every single second.trust me.my breath won't be wasted away.donno why i'm suddenly becoming so weird.so bleah.i think i've got nervous break downs.sad.urgh!i can't stand my life anymore.i think i'm some weird outer space creature/monster that doesn't exist on Earth.i think i was plonked from some unknown planet.'cos i'm a seriously dumb ass.i can't even do the simplest of things properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!i think i'm just going to scream like i just don't give a damn anymore.shall i?................................................*silence is consent.good.goo.very good.simply marvelous.*haha.my footdrill still sucks.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO THERE&lt;/span&gt;.even if you try to console or comfort me,it will definitely not work.so don't bother to waste your breath like i do with mine.however,your efforts and words will forever be remembered.i tend to remember these type of things ever since i was young.donno why.you see.that's yet another weird thing i usually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;do.aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;by the way,i'm not suffering from total distress or depression.so,don't try to act all professional and all and suggest bringing me to see a good and experienced councellor.'cos there's no way you're going to drag me there.i think i'm just going to end this post with a poem or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;All My Great Excuses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Kenn Nesbitt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I started on my homework,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;But my pen ran out of ink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;My hamster ate my homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;My computer’s on the blink.&lt;br /&gt;I tripped and dropped my homework in the soup my mom was cooking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;My brother flushed it down the toilet when I wasn’t looking.&lt;br /&gt;My mother ran my homework through the washer and the dryer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;An airplane crashed into our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;My homework caught on fire.&lt;br /&gt;Tornadoes blew my notes away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Volcanoes rocked our town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;My books were taken hostage by an evil killer clown.&lt;br /&gt;Some aliens abducted me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I had a shark attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A pirate swiped my homework and refused to give it back.&lt;br /&gt;I worked on these excuses so darned long my teacher said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;“I think you’ll find it’s easier to do the work instead.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;somehow,i kind of like this certain poem.it's short and sweet.my mom always says that over and over and again and again.she doesn't get sick of it at all.weird.so yar.i'll sign off now.bye.&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/8129374179675198907-5801514075964102543?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5801514075964102543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=5801514075964102543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5801514075964102543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5801514075964102543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-my-register-number.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SRGnb4RfqnI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rXcCKAh3mWU/s72-c/Photos+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-5558757824925696108</id><published>2008-11-04T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T06:32:41.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SRBL0QuRaeI/AAAAAAAAAI4/fPG2GM6lqaA/s1600-h/Photos+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264791325610437090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SRBL0QuRaeI/AAAAAAAAAI4/fPG2GM6lqaA/s320/Photos+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:We sing.We dance.We need to use the loo urgently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it's been 4 days since i updated.my feet,arms,and practically my whole body is gosh-damn sore right now.i don't blame it on the footdrill practices.we're supposed to feel sore,aren't we?ma'ams said so.if not,we're not doing the footdrill right.am i right or am i right?but,anyways,still,it's very,very,very uncomfortable.i don't think i have been working out often nowadays.sad.'cos my mom persistantly drags me to shopping malls that i don't want to go to.i think i'm more of a stay home alone and stone kid.i don't really favour going out,eating out and shopping that much anymore.it's quite boring if you do it too often.though,one can never say that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHE&lt;/span&gt; hates shopping.it's a totally impossible thing.nothing like this will ever happen,and has &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;never ever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; happened in history.a girl is ought to like shopping once in a while right?unless she's a freaking HOMO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!NO WAY MAN!NO.anyway,i think i'm going to make a good housewife.so bleah.donno why.just thought i could.i can do chores pretty well,you know.HAHA.don't worry,it's out of my own accord.it's the school holidays mah.my mom's got to have a helper at hand right?if not,i bet she'll probably already go bonkers by now.my sister can't help out with the house work.'cos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1)she's not physically fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2)she's lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3)she's a disgusting,smart,clean freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;{take note of the 3rd point.muahahaha.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my dad's busy at work.so,he can't be much of help either.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no offence to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haven't started packing for the church camp or the cambodia trip yet.still planning my super long schedule for the holidays.urgh.i don't even think the school holidays are actually school hoildays.it should be home schooling days.,without feeling that stressed and tensed up.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wwwwwwwwwwwwwwhhhhhhhhhhhhhhyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy must it be this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wwwwwwwwwwwhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhyyyyyyyyyyyyyy???????????????????????????????&lt;/span&gt;nvm.moving on.&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;my dad says i have to start playing the piano again&lt;/span&gt;.donno why.he says that it's for some weird therapy thing.he said something like this,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANN,it's for your OWN GOOD.it will definitely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;help your brain work much better TOGETHER.you better do it ah.don't try to defy me!!!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i felt like passing out on the spot.&lt;/span&gt;he says that it's to enable the right brain to function well&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; TOGETHER&lt;/span&gt; with the left brain.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HE ALWAYS EMPHASISES ON THE WORD TOGETHER&lt;/span&gt;.sad.i've got to cut out newspaper articles daily as well.dad said so.i don't wanna tell you why.bet you don't wanna hear my long story all over again either.but,i still do what my dad 'orders'me to do.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CAN'T DEFY HIM.&lt;/span&gt;so there.the...i mean...MY holidays are dull.i wonder who the heck came up with this stupid word 'HOLIDAYS'.it does not even mean what it's supposed to mean.damn stupid.not that guy,it's the damn word.there's footdrill practice tomorrow.i hope there's still mango juice left at 7-11 after practice.last week there wasn't any left.not a single bottle.BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...SOB.SOB.SOB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so,i ended up buying a regular-sized slurpee.no,i did not have a brain freeze.it wasn't cold anyway.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the cashier at 7-11 is effing rude man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she's got a lot of &lt;/span&gt;attitude problem.she said wanted to chase us out if we did not get out in&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 15 minutes&lt;/span&gt; just because she could not get home before 6p.m. to have her dinner.urgh!i can't stand these type of people.so yar.i don't seem to be able to get the new drills right &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;can't stand it anymore!!!!!!!!!!!!!my world is caving in.haha.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nah&lt;/span&gt;.but,i still SERIOUSLY SUCK AT FOOTDRILL THOUGH.i think the ma'ams know that too.SAD.DEPRESSING.I BURRY MY HEAVY HEAD IN GREAT DISMAY.nvm.my mom seems to be super kia-su 'bout every single thing nowadays.everything also must take precaution.especially when going overseas.but,anyway,thanks mom.in some way or another,i kind of appreciate that.donno what else to blog 'bout.hhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmm...oh yah!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i finished 2 bottles of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mango juice after the very 1st footdrill practice in 10 mins.WHOOTS FOR ME!&lt;/span&gt;damn cool.haha.the mango juice is damn nice lah.really.SERIOUSLY.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;got nata de coco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.ah,the bliss.that's the best part 'bout the drink.don't feel like blogging anymore for now.so yar.this post is mostly crapp.i'm crapping loads of stuff.should cut the crapp and get on with the serious stuff.donno what to type.i'm a girl of little words.haha.no lah.nonsense.completely out of the question.but yar.so yar.erm...toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-5558757824925696108?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5558757824925696108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=5558757824925696108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5558757824925696108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/5558757824925696108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2008/11/mottowe-sing.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SRBL0QuRaeI/AAAAAAAAAI4/fPG2GM6lqaA/s72-c/Photos+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-4638672167817964801</id><published>2008-10-31T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T01:29:40.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQrAzNO2oxI/AAAAAAAAAIw/hTfn3-0MkCE/s1600-h/Photos+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263231100493669138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQrAzNO2oxI/AAAAAAAAAIw/hTfn3-0MkCE/s400/Photos+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:I don't know where to go.What's the right thing.I want my own way.It's so bad I want to SCREAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last few Pictures from Hong Kong.Enjoy.Sorry 'bout the messy sequence again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQrAB4JjkbI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Pl54OoGZS3U/s1600-h/Photos+377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263230253020713394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQrAB4JjkbI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Pl54OoGZS3U/s320/Photos+377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQrAB64ibzI/AAAAAAAAAIY/otDBSjBFRto/s1600-h/Photos+376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263230253754642226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQrAB64ibzI/AAAAAAAAAIY/otDBSjBFRto/s320/Photos+376.jpg" border="0" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/4638672167817964801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2008/10/mottoi-dont-know-where-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQrAzNO2oxI/AAAAAAAAAIw/hTfn3-0MkCE/s72-c/Photos+162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-9047167577482430370</id><published>2008-10-30T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T07:07:14.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQm-bBIob5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/lCyfGtqCGww/s1600-h/Photos+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262947010929520530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQm-bBIob5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/lCyfGtqCGww/s320/Photos+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Motto:If my heart breaks,it's going to hurt so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORE Pictures from the Hong kong Trip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Sorry 'bout the untidy sequence.really sorry.post more pics tomorrow ok?ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQm94mg4pvI/AAAAAAAAAGw/YcojebL5ktE/s1600-h/Photos+338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQm5fa0xBhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8pkJ3lkyxag/s320/Photos+340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQm5cI3uLFI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-ZwkcfSYoxI/s1600-h/Photos+339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262941532627807314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQm5cI3uLFI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-ZwkcfSYoxI/s320/Photos+339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262938489666946146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQm2rA9URGI/AAAAAAAAADw/ya3I15Sw_co/s320/Photos+337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQm2q5K5XmI/AAAAAAAAADo/3UZHicHUHq0/s1600-h/Photos+336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262938487576419938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQm2q5K5XmI/AAAAAAAAADo/3UZHicHUHq0/s320/Photos+336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQm2q2lR-YI/AAAAAAAAADg/dbzBeAMyVwM/s1600-h/Photos+333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262938486881778050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQm2q2lR-YI/AAAAAAAAADg/dbzBeAMyVwM/s320/Photos+333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262938481837194354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQm2qjyjvHI/AAAAAAAAADY/yPtwe82etOk/s320/Photos+331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-9047167577482430370?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/9047167577482430370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=9047167577482430370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-2131500049698724488</id><published>2008-10-29T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:47:55.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQhlxmYXgQI/AAAAAAAAADA/vN2tQShX7AY/s1600-h/Photos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262568067373170946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQhlxmYXgQI/AAAAAAAAADA/vN2tQShX7AY/s320/Photos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Motto:Walk on.Enjoy the everyday morning breezes.Lead a carefree and happy-go-lucky life.Wouldn't it be so much better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Erm,good evening?i had footdrill practice today.fun.i guess.i must try my best to optimistic.my footdrill sucks really bad though.donno y i got selected.no offence to the ma'ams.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK YOU MA'AMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.non-stop laughter.once i start,i can't stop.&lt;/span&gt;i must learn to be much much more contented with the things i'm blessed with right now.sometimes,they're just blessings in diguise.you don't even know they existed.so...yeah?learnt new drills today.i don't remember some of them being included in the Footdrill Bronze Syllabus.so yar.but,it's ok.especially excecuting ke-kenan and ke-kiri pusing while marching.it's kind of hard to master.anyway,i still find it super hard to excecute.i guess i'll just have to keep on practicing.oh yes,and this is a note to all my squadmates who did not get accepted for the 2009 Footdrill Competition auditions.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this note is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;specially for SHAFIQA BEGUM.&lt;/span&gt;so,here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;erm.i'm horrible at scripts and all.so yar.just going to be really informal.i hope not though.if you din get selected for the auditions,it's still not the end of the world right?unless you're telling me that the next minute from now,you're going to commit suicide.i wouldn't want that to happen just because of this matter.i know Yeo Su Wen's a smart ass at everything.hey,she beat me overall ok...i guess so.i din se her report book.just guessing.80%,yes.20%,no.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shafiqa Begum,I'M NOT BEING COMPETITIVE NOW!IT'S NOT THE RIGHT TIME TO BE COMPETITIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i hope you all know that this 'not being selected to auditions'thing is really just something that has already long happened and passed.it's just like a passsing phase.you might probably be thinking now,'Rebecca's already selected what!so whatever she says,either she does not mean it or has not felt that kind of feeling before.(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;sickos,don't think sick.)'but obviously no.i felt like that before.i mean,who hasn't?so yar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHEER UP PLEASE?IT'S MY BIGGEST WISH FOR THE YEAR.OH YES!ANOTHER OF MY WISHES YET TO BE FULFILLED IS THAT OUR SQUAD NEEDS TO BE MUCH MUCH MORE BONDED.PRETTY PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I'M BEGGING ALL OF YOU.I'M EVEN ON MY KNEES!WE'RE FALLING APART.PLEASE NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so yar,i hopeyou'll all understand.had dinner at this super cramped place.donno why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantage:the restaurant's way too small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Advantage     :the food they sell is freaking shiok man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i ate spaghettii.yummy.good food they have there.it's at east point.NOW,FOR THE BEST PART OF THE DAY!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I FINALLY BOUGHT THE HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL THREE ALBUM!&lt;/span&gt;WHOOTS FOR ME!&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i bought it for the sake of the songs ok.&lt;/span&gt;it's got nothing to do with the damn show.so yar.the show was so-so.but the songs were...simply...i'm speechless.can't find the words to say.indescribable,maybe?anyway,i've got to turn in this instant.if not,my mom's going to ham tam me-for sure.&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/8129374179675198907-2131500049698724488?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQhlxmYXgQI/AAAAAAAAADA/vN2tQShX7AY/s72-c/Photos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-3344317897726629742</id><published>2008-10-27T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T17:46:13.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQZbnWWEAhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Kb7tvXqzsuU/s1600-h/Photos+353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261993946200146450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQZbnWWEAhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Kb7tvXqzsuU/s320/Photos+353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A breathtaking view from the cable car.We had to sit it just to get to the other side of the Theme Park.It was a long ride.Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQZbnDplCKI/AAAAAAAAACw/g45Hbf0k9Mo/s1600-h/Photos+351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261993941181728930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQZbnDplCKI/AAAAAAAAACw/g45Hbf0k9Mo/s320/Photos+351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gigantic sculptureof a roll of Film.(taken from Hong Kong's very own Avenue of Stars,something like the one in HollyWood.)So there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQZbm2nsFJI/AAAAAAAAACo/BJ4ll8C3CGs/s1600-h/Photos+335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261993937684141202" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQZbm2nsFJI/AAAAAAAAACo/BJ4ll8C3CGs/s320/Photos+335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy with Snoopy.Took this tiled image of them in the washroom of the restaurant we were dining at.haha.Quite cute.I think they're playing Softball.Lucy's the Pitcher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQZbmK63EbI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZUQNmA_4hNk/s1600-h/Photos+334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261993925953393074" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQZbmK63EbI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZUQNmA_4hNk/s320/Photos+334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCY!(from Snoopy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQZbmIaV8WI/AAAAAAAAACY/A2fajyp61eg/s1600-h/Photos+329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261993925280133474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQZbmIaV8WI/AAAAAAAAACY/A2fajyp61eg/s320/Photos+329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The name of the restaurant that is in the hotel.The real name of the hotel is 2 Macdonnell Road,without the Coffee Shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQZZQPRwZdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Z3CFrZQkxu8/s1600-h/Photos+266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261991350142789074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SQZZQPRwZdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Z3CFrZQkxu8/s320/Photos+266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:Some things are just so near;they could be right next to you,but yet,they still seem so far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sorry for not posting for the past 5 days alr.so yar.i apologize for that.you should know the reasons.so yar.i won't elaborate on it anymore.this will be a very,super-duper short post 'cos i'm kinda running out of time.i'm going for squad outing todae.tomorrow.....footdrill practice FOR THREE WHOLE HOURS!!!!!!!!!GOING TO DIE MAN.good luck for me.i need as much luck as i can get.i will pray hard to GOD.so yar.i'll just post some pictures right now.going to post the pictures i took in Hong Kong during the June Holidays.Long time ago eh.it was fun.enjoyed it very much.the toilets there were squeaky clean.seriously.so yar.it's not dirty.the country's clean and green.WHOO HOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(refer to the top again.sorry.donno how to post them at the bottom.)not all the pictures of Hong Kong are posted.show you all of them in the next post.so yar.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TA TA FOR NOW!&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/8129374179675198907-3344317897726629742?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WHOO HOO.school resumes.as usual.nothing much exciting happened today.so yar.it'll just be a short and a brief post.i think that our school is too opened 'bout our academic results,that's all.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(NO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OFFENCE)&lt;/span&gt;i went to Gong Shan Primary school with 9 other school mates to publisize Tanjong Katong Girls' School and Red Cross.missed out on a lot of stuff happening in school.sad.only 1 parent appraoched me to ask 'bout Red Cross.so upsetting.damn it lah!their school's hall has air-conditioners.shit lah.primary school somemore.WAH LAU EH!ok,nvm.the worst part is that their school compound is donno how many times bigger than my 2 previous primary schools!wat the heck rite?so yar.jealousy has been written all over my spastic face then and now.urgh.i just can't stand it.it's simply not fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway,the whole thing ended 15 mins after the school ended.sad.we have been publisising our school from 9a.m. to 1p.m.,with a 1/2 hour break in between.my mouth is tired of talking too much.i admit that i was kinda high just now in the hall at Gong Shan Primary school.donno why.i kept on laughing non-stop 'till my stomach cramped.all my fault.haha.i'm such a stupid,dumb ass.don't you think?i think so though.you should agree with me on these kind of things.haha.tried a bowl of 70 cents mee rebus from a noodle stall.quite nice...but,i still think the food in our schoool's canteen taste even better.really.oooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...their pandan cake there is really shoik man!damn nice.taste almost the same as the ones in Bengawan Solo.it's a name of a cake shop.they sell other peranakan stuff too,i think.urgh.just go try the finger food from that shop okay.it's awesome.talked to Shafiqa Begam and Yeo Su Wen while they lunched.they updated me on wat happened in school so far.F.Y.I.,Shafiqa Begam loves our school's canteen's hash browns.so,now you know wat kind of food to buy for this girl.got tired of waiting for Chok Teng Teng so i went home alone.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BTW,I'M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; NOT A LONER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!took bus 43.saw Alyssa(sorry,i don't know how to spell her name),Lynette,Colette,Siti and Jessica and her friend on the bus.bought 2 sotongs on stick again and took bus 5 home.i think if i keep on snacking on Old Chang Ki's(i don't take note of the shop's name,seriously)deep fried sotongs,not only will i become severely over-weight,i will also become more stupid as well.urgh!but it's nice though.go try.don't get hooked to it.just like me.i don't think i have anything else to say.so yar.try to post tomorrow again,if possible.bye.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-8174567979965279111?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8174567979965279111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=8174567979965279111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/8174567979965279111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/8174567979965279111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2008/10/mottolisten.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SP7vrNkwaAI/AAAAAAAAACI/AG3U1Ylcnko/s72-c/Photos+525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-5438806532367328160</id><published>2008-10-21T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T02:10:57.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SP2J7EM9ChI/AAAAAAAAACA/KU4X1vvFlaM/s1600-h/Photos+523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259511587671968274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SP2J7EM9ChI/AAAAAAAAACA/KU4X1vvFlaM/s320/Photos+523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I wanted to post this pic on the day i watched it but i had no time to post.so yar.it's kinda really outdated already.sorry.btw,if you haven't watched this show,remember to persuade your parents to let you catch it.i think it's still on.it rocks like crazy.trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:You're trying so hard to pursue your own dreams but when you're finally thrown back down onto the ugly face of reality,you ought to give your dreams a check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;good thing there's no school today,'cos then i'd probably wouldn't have time to go consult a doctor.literally.i needed to do so 'cos of the Cambodia trip thingy.so yar.luckily i need not take the tentanus jab 'cos i took it last year in august already,a month before PSLE.my whole arm was numb the day after the jab.no worries.the jab is not painful at all.(to me)my friends say i'm literally thick skin.donno y.i think it's because when people hit me.i don't retreat or show any sign of pain,even when it's gosh-damn bloody freaking painful.so yar.i think i'm stupid and weird.something's wrong with me.something wrong somewhere.gah.my mom thinks i speak in mono-tone.no expressions.so yar.she hates my way of talking.SO WHAT.it doesn't make me someone of a lower grade.does it?however,my mom still made a huge fuss 'bout it.urgh.i hate it when she does that.nag.nag.nag.nag.nag.nag.nag.nag.nag.nag...fortunately,the doctor i consulted this morning did seem to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;mind my tone of speaking.he seemed like a nice father.he has 2 sons(according to a family portrait i saw hanging loosely on one of his cupboard's handles).i lost 1 kg.i'm currently 47kg and 163 cm tall.i was previously 48kg and 163cm tall.so there.the calculations are all done for you.don't need to use all your intelligent brain juices to figure it out.i seriously need to lose more weight.too fat.the docter said that i am above the average height of the girls at my age and am lighter than the avearage weight of the girls at my age.i think the doctor lied to me.haha.nah.doctors can't lie,unless they wanna kill someone.but it rarely happens.i just donno to believe him or not.still,i want and need to lose more weight.so bleah.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOR YOUR INFORMATION,MY BODY IS NOT INPROPORTIONATE&lt;/span&gt;.lunched at macau express at EXPO.their cheese baked rice is damn shiok lah.but,eighteen chefs is still better.much much better.so yar.if you can,go and try the cheese baked rice at eighteen chefs.it's situated at east point.your money won't just go down the drain like that.believe me.it's damn shiok.donno how they do it.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I DON'T NOE LOTS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OF STUFF,UNLIKE SHAFIQA BEGUM...knowledgable ass.&lt;/span&gt;haha.sent my sister for her math tuition after that 'cos she has math exams the day after next.she's still slacking.my mom said she studies depending on her damn mood.she has&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; MOOD SWINGS&lt;/span&gt;.therefore,you seldom see her burying herself in her school books.she's yet another smart ass.donno why i'm the total opposite of her.urgh.life is sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssooooooooooooooooooooooooooo unfair.urgh.i hate it.yuck.had our dinner at parkway 'cos my mom had to buy some things that could only be found there.if i'm not wrong,that's wat she said.i don't have super amazing memory okay...unlike some people...came back,washed up and watched TV all the way until 10.30p.m.i just had to watch the final episode of THE NOOSE.damn funny lah.(to me)most people just don't seem to see the humour in it.hai...was tired so i turned in.duh!all of a suddden,i simply feel so numb today.can't find the stupid reason behind it.tell you more 'bout tomorrow in the later post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;P.S.i wasn't able to finish blogging 'cos i had to pick my sister from tuition,so i continued later on.sorry for the major inconvenience.&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/8129374179675198907-5438806532367328160?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5438806532367328160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-8488370413763195573</id><published>2008-10-20T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T02:11:56.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SPxALsChbDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2laqHc7UYts/s1600-h/Photos+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259149034406374450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SPxALsChbDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2laqHc7UYts/s320/Photos+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:Leave it all behind,but,take me with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hi.todae started off extremely awkwardly.don't ask me y.everything seemed to just come and go.it was like a blur whirl of events that took place and no one actually cared and weren't aware 'bout it.everyone was just minding their own business and heck cared.so yar.don't u agree it seems really weird?anyway,push-ups were as per-normal.yeo su wen said she screwed up her singing auditions.kwang su wen said she screwed up her footdrill auditions.bleah.yeo su wen's tears were going to flow down her cheeks soon.but yar.i guess she tried her best to not show it and held it back.she wanted to be brave for once.smart girl.unlike me.kwang su wen,on the other hand,just laughed it off.hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.she was giggling when she told us she did some things wrongly.donno if its true.i think i suck in footdrill.really.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO PERFECT BANGS.NO 90&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DEGREES&lt;/span&gt;...at least i think so.i can't salute well.urgh!i feel like banging my head against the damn wall.how far can i fall????????????????????the ma'ams scolded us after push-ups.very frightening.i was really taken aback.we really need to buck up.desperately.ok.nvm.crapped a lot when there was free periods.the only period that wasn't free was the 1st period,literature.i guess our class's literature isn't so good.oh well.what can i say.after all,we're &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;SEC 1E8&lt;/span&gt;.but,our class rocks ok!!!!!!!!!!!!!!read the sequel to the 1st book of the diary of a wimpy kid during 2 of the free periods.he's not wimpy.just super unlucky,that's all.during recess,shafiqa begum and i were the 1st ones to reach kitchen 1.haha.we came down immediately after the bell rang mah.the stupidest thing 'bout today's recess was that we spent the whole of it buying fishes to support the CIP work for the Cambodia trip.let me emphasise again:&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE WHOLE RECESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!we went to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;plead and beg practically everyone we knew and everyone we saw just to ask them to help out and support.our pleading and begging turned out damn successful though.currently,our whole squad has a fish.cool rite?bet ur jealous.nah.some of our classmates didn't dare to buy it themselves so we&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;enthusiastically &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;helped them buy it.low jun yu was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUPER HESITANT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shy 'bout buying a cute yet pathetic fish.NO OFFENCE TO THE PERSON WHO CREATED THE FISH.I'M EVER SO SORRY.OH YES I AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shafiqa begum was the one who forked out the most amt of $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ to buy the fish and support the whole event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;she really is TOO nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.must learn to appreciate these type of friends.DO NOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LOSE THEM.'COS U'LL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CONFIRM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;REGRET IT FOR LIFE.as far as i can remember,shafiqa begum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;spent her entire savings for the previous week just to buy thoses fishes and support.look at wat extent she can go just to support this event.that's y i try to make her happy ALL THE TIME.trust me,u do not want to see her pulling a long face.the after effect is indescribable.she's like a dominent volcano ready to erupt ANY SECOND.SO YAR.these are the list of people i need to thank:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1)Shafiqa Begum,for paying $10 just for buying all the 10 different types of fishes for the whole squad and begging others to buy them together with me as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2)Desiree Seeto,for buying 1 fish and asking others like lynette and shi shi to buy the fish and contribute to the funds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ONCE AGAIN,THANK YOU FOR UR KIND DEEDS.i really hope it is and willl be truly appreciated.i bought 2 fishes by the way.i pinned them onto my pencil case.haha.i think now,i'm broke.i'm left with a pathetic sum of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10 cents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so is shafiqa begum.sad. severl final year papers were&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;returned to us.eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...i wouldn't want to see them ever again.urgh!so bleah.i suck.talked and talked all the way until the last bell rang.did sick bay duty with the shafiqa begum.couldn't find any sec 2 Ma'ams by 1.15p.m.so yar.but in the end,we found them after we almost finished the sick bay duty.no offence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO SORRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shafiqa begum's so silent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nowadays.donno wat's wrong with her.hhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...think,think,think.must talk more ok?nvm.took bus 76 to paya lebar mrt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks lynette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,for telling me that there are so many&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;other buses leading to that mrt station.i'm obviously oblivious to my surroundings,as usual.oh yes,and i do trust you lynette.haha.bought 2 sotong sticks from old chang ki.(if that's how you spell it...my spelling sucks like crazy)took bus 5 home.so yar.whoa.i've got so many more people to thank today.must be an auspicious day.haha.just kidding.ok.that's it.now,i'm gonna change my blogskin.so yar.signing off.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-8488370413763195573?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8488370413763195573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-9102665224559252084</id><published>2008-10-18T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T20:55:50.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" target="_blank" o="'0&amp;amp;type=" sid="9077457"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 341px; HEIGHT: 353px" height="519" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/Bynatch007/poster16300256.jpg" width="561" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:Love's not a competition,but I just won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sorry for not updating for a very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very extra-ordinary llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllooooooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggggggggg time.reasons are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1)i'm lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2)my mom is at home and so,she does not even allow me to go online.stupid.not her.it's me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3)no time.i know that it's a 'not acceptable' reason,but yar,just accept it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yah.i think i'm a damned loser.beyond compare.yes.damn.it's freaking true.i'm stressed out now.even after the exams.donno why the heck people hate me so much.am i such a @%$#^&amp;amp;?ok,anyway,now,i currently have 27 &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARAMORE &lt;/span&gt;songs.i think i'm head over heels for them.haha.WHOOTS for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARAMORE&lt;/span&gt;.THANK YOU FOR ROCKING MY LOW LIFE.i feel dead.dead.dead.dead.F.y.I.,i'm not emo-ing.haven't been doing much these days,APART FROM RED CROSS STUFF and school work...i guess.donno if i'll get selected for the auditions or not.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;90% NO.10% YES&lt;/span&gt;.SO,THERE.MY END YEAR RESULTS SUCK LIKE HECK.this evidently proves that i'm a stupid dumb ass hole.urgh.there goes my damned days of mugging over my school books and assesments.on the bright side,i acheived an &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A2* for english though and got the highest in class for compo.haha.&lt;/span&gt;so bleah.i'm dead.gosh.my parents din scold me.they just gave me a never-ending lecture though.i don't remember me listening.haha.wat goes in must come out.that's wat the digestive system does.haha.to me,the digestive system is the most important system in me.hah.u don need n don wanna know y.i've got to go for lunch now.donno y i'm having lunch so early.so yar.bye.so long.farewell.and finally,goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-9102665224559252084?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/9102665224559252084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=9102665224559252084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/9102665224559252084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/9102665224559252084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2008/10/mottoloves-not-competitionbut-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-353405202660153308</id><published>2008-10-12T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T02:50:18.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="stars Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i208.photobucket.com/albums/bb294/Hotsexyshorty4u/stars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:There's a girl,who sits under the bleachers,just another day eating alone.Though she smiles,there is something she's hiding,but she can't find a way to relate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this post will be really short.it's just a sad lonely post.life hasn't been going too well for me.i feel like i've just been thrown in the dumps.i think i'm seriously damned these days.i am just beginning to have a really bad reputation with man-kind.donno y.i guess it's just me.i've got problems.let me state &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1)i'm getting really sick.running a bad and horrible flu that doesn't seem to go off.i think lavelle passed her sickness to me.contagious you noe.btw,my spelling sucks,so i hope u don't mind.urgh.pay back time.haha.nvm.i still hold you blameless.this is wat i should be saying to the flu bug that keeps on bugging me.'shoo,i don't need you to be in my body.'ok.so yar.i don't think u needed to know that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2)i think my f.y.e results r not going to be good.sad.donno y.got this&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; BAD feeling&lt;/span&gt; that it's going to be really heart-aching,'cos i studied really hard for it.SERIOUSLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3)i think i'm gonna be DEAD MEAT when i get back to red-cross.wat's more,i'm the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I/C&lt;/span&gt;!plus,i think i've really let the ma'ams down.made them have a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red mark&lt;/span&gt; on me n made them down right furious.i think my dear squaddies should noe y.if i could,i'd apologize to the ma'ams.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;these are only some of the many reasons.so you see y my motto for todae is so.&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;the 3rd reason is wat's really making me itch all over-not literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ON THE BRIGHT SIDE,I'M GOING TO CATCH A MOVIE THAT I WAS DYING TO WATCH,TOMORROW!U SHOULD NOE WAT MOVIE I'M REFERRING TO,RITE?OK,ANYWAYS,I'LL BE GOING TO WATCH IT WITH ILYA,ASHLEY,SAMANTHA AND JANE.&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cheryl couldn't make it.sad.real sad.hope she's not to sad over this matter.cheryl,please don't balme ur parents,or ur family.&lt;/span&gt;WE'RE GOING SHOPPING AFTER THAT.SOUNDS FUN.&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i hope&lt;/span&gt;.erm,don't wanna blog anymore.my fingers r getting exremely lazy.donno y.no mood to go online?&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;most probably&lt;/span&gt;.shall post a really dumb dialoge i favour.ok?ok.here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.poems-and-quotes.com/author.html?id=367094"&gt;P o e t i c JUNKIE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Carlton:&lt;/span&gt; "What's that disease that turns your skin yellow?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Karyssa:&lt;/span&gt; "Hepatitis?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Carlton:&lt;/span&gt; "No,no, it's not that, it's something else...it has to do with liver cancer or something."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Karyssa:&lt;/span&gt; "Liver Cancer?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Carlton:&lt;/span&gt; "NOOOOOO it's not that,dangit!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Karyssa:&lt;/span&gt; "Would you like me to look it up for you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Carlton:&lt;/span&gt; "Yes, this is killing me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Karyssa:&lt;/span&gt; *types in, symptom of yellow skin* "Babe, it says liver cancer or hepatitis. Those are the only thing that turns your skin yellow, and also your eyes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Carlton:&lt;/span&gt; "Na, it's not that. I'm telling you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Karyssa:&lt;/span&gt; *scrolls down* "Jaundice?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Carlton:&lt;/span&gt; "YESSSSS!!!oh my gosh!THAT'S IT!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Karyssa:&lt;/span&gt; "Ugh, babe, that's not a disease. That's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a symptom of Liver Cancer&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Carlton:&lt;/span&gt; "Oh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this short dialoge is kinda stupid right.yes,i know.haha.i'm gonna watch a show now.blog again if i'm free,or if i feel like it.so yar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-353405202660153308?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/353405202660153308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=353405202660153308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/353405202660153308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/353405202660153308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2008/10/mottotheres-girlwho-sits-under.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-4553421719864501421</id><published>2008-10-09T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T05:05:30.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 354px; HEIGHT: 292px" height="316" alt="Mama Mia Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n188/uva44/Mamma_Mia.jpg" width="326" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See the words MAMMA MIA?I wanna watch that show(btw,the real pic of the movie was too tiny).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Motto:Your weakness is my strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sry for not updating for the past few days.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lazy mah&lt;/span&gt;.my sis got discharged.whoots for her.back to her original self once more.she's happy.i guess.got to try bring much more joy to her extremely painful life.sad.she's very brave though.she's been admitted to hospitals ever since she was just born.yes,she has the longest,most amazing history of asthma.she had gastritis as well.her stomach had huge red lumps.eeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwww.gross rite.it's painful too.very painful.trust &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me/her&lt;/span&gt;,it hurts loads.she din even cry once."don lie lah.u must be joking"is probably what's lingering on your naive minds rite now.but no.it's true.she was only in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;primary 1&lt;/span&gt; then.she's smart/intelligent too.lols.she hardly even touches her school or assesment books and still gets the highest in class.imagine if she starts working frigging hard,she'll probably the best in the nation.smart ass/alec.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the total opposite of pathetic me&lt;/span&gt;.so bleah.life sucks just the damn way it is.1 word:horrible.i din go to the wrong bus stop again.i went to the rite one.yesterday,i stupidly went to the wrong bus stop opposite the rite one and ended up at tiong baru.urgh!refer below for the conversation between me n the bus aunty,and yes,the bus driver was a female.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;excuse me,&lt;/span&gt;does this bus lead to upp.changi road east?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;bus aunty:&lt;/span&gt;huh?NO!NO!NO!u take wrong bus alr.supposed to go to the opposite bus stop and take bus 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;huh?!oh...*speechless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;bus aunty:&lt;/span&gt;come girl,i drop u at the next bus stop then u cross over,ok?cross road must be careful ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;oh,ok.thank you,thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[i'm very grateful to the bus aunty,or else,i'd never be able to return to my home,sweet,home.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how stupid and lame is that!this proves that i'm an official dumass and a 'no-brainer'.my mom uses that word on me whenever i do dumb things in front of her,which is,often.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blushes in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;guilt*&lt;/span&gt;haha.the class makeover was messy.had to multi-task.was very,very busy.painted walls,drew a gramophone on the wall at the back of the class then painted it and drew head phones below the white board.the class was damn noisy lah!so much chaos &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EVERYWHERE&lt;/span&gt;.no organisation.but nvm.some people had to stay back to finish the job.yes,we din finish it on tym.so rush.the tym given was definitely too short.should have given us the whole day to finish it.but,it was partly our fault as well 'cos we were too ambitious,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i guess&lt;/span&gt;.couldn't stay back 'cos at that tym,my sis was still at the hospital's pharmacy,prescribing her medication.i am forbidden to stay back for just about anything if my sis or anyone in my family of 4 is sick or in hospital.sad.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SRY 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Returned home and slacked.obviously.went to east point for dinner.ate economic rice.bought breakfast then went home.shortALL YOUR FAULT JUN YU!call me so late then i had to end up scanning the 5-day list to the ma'ams.ggggggggggggrrrrrrrrrrrr........i have a bad feeling that i'll be in super dead meat.&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*sob,sob*&lt;/span&gt;my dad got mad at me for irritating him while he was loading the scanner.i was so frustrated and scared that i even cowered at a corner(really)and kept mumbling to myself 'bout getting ham tamed lah!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm damn scared,even rite now.&lt;/span&gt;don blame me.couldn't sleep last nite.kept thinking of what the ma'ams would do to me.aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!i think i think too much.i'm going insane.but still,aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!so yar.erm,i got to go now.need to change my bed sheets.sry.blog again later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-4553421719864501421?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4553421719864501421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=4553421719864501421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/4553421719864501421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/4553421719864501421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2008/10/see-words-mamma-miai-wanna-watch-that.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-1744856119341122327</id><published>2008-10-07T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T02:29:16.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" target="_blank" o="'2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i509.photobucket.com/albums/s339/ell-ohh-vee-ee_13/quote.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:Dance 'till your feet can't feel the ground beneath you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hi.todae kicked off with a movie.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE 10 COMMANDMENTS&lt;/span&gt;.quite a nice show.i'm getting to know more 'bout GOD.GOD already knows me too well.that's 1 thing i noe about GOD.i noe other things 'bout HIM as well ok(that's for sure).don underestimate me.haha.ate tau sa piah for breakfast.finished the last bit of milk.i was and still am alone at home.my dad's at work.my mom and sis are at the hospital.mom's taking care of sis.sad.no one to talk to at home.no more excessive noise as well.i can oni hear the sounds of the wind,the loud and droaning traffic outside and my typing.urgh.so bleah.i'm beggining to miss my family loads.HAHA.seems lyk i'm suffering from total despair rite?&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO WAY,MAN.&lt;/span&gt;the movie lasted for a whole 3 n 1/2 hours.whoa.can't believe i could actually glue myself to the sofa and not feel tired of watching the show!sssssssssssssssssssssoooooooooooooooo cccccccccccccccccccccoooooooooooooooooooooooolllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!made cup noodles for myself to slurp down while watching the movie.I DID NOT SPILL MY FOOD ALL OVER THE PLACE.then i went on9.i'm still on9 now btw.chatting with Tessa and blogging at the same tym.see,i can multi-task.so pro,so pro.haha.FINALLY COMPLETED THE SANA BADGE PROJECT!WHOOTS!toade is the last day for submission.this is my greatest achievement for the day.haha.got nothing else to achieve mah.not my fault.i sound awfully childish.urgh!this,i mind.gonna see my sis again,tonite.she changed her ward.now,she's resting in a single ward.so cool.the entire room to herself.the air-conditioner there is freezing cold.(btw,i've been in her new ward before.)i think the temperature in the room should be 16 degrees celcius.bbbbbbbbbbbrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.so cold.it brings shivers down my spine...going to changi airport-terminal 3 tom.whoopeeeeeeeeeeee.some math trail.from 7.40 all the way to 1.00 in the afternoon.so yar.i think i've got nothing else to say.said a lot of things alr.yeah.donno wat i'm having for dinner.eating with mom n dad.my sis is stuck in the hospital.she's forbidden to leave the level where her ward is.it's true ok.it's on level 8,the highest level.update again tom.kinda tired of blogging alr.my sore fingers are tiring me out.typing is crappish.ok.nvm.so yar.i'll be taking my leave,NOW.&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/8129374179675198907-1744856119341122327?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1744856119341122327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=1744856119341122327' title='0 Comments'/><link 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href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" target="_blank" o="'20"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh216/jessicabear_13/hugs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:Laugh like you've never laughed before.They say it's the best medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;got great news...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAMN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EXAMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ARE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHOOTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;these r my post exam plans:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;slack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;slack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;slack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;slack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;enjoy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;life the way &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; want it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so egoistical.heck.lols.exams were not as tough as they were suppposed to be.i guess.(DO NOT EXPECT GOOD GRADES FROM SUCH A DUMBASS LYK ME.)i just watched the king and i.not that interesting after all.todae was practically plain boring.gonna die of bordom.nothing to do.can't find things to do.aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.scream 'till ur lungs pop out.ok.but nvm.at least it's better than mugging over ur books,or studying freaking hard.the exam period was the tym away from all civilizations.haha.kinda wanna study again.feel lyk it.i think i'm going crazy any second.my sister's oxygen level is amazingly low.sad.she seems much deppressed nowadays.not as cheery and as happy-go-lucky as before.must pray for her ah?i suddenly see someone in black walking out from nowhere.i think SHE just came back from some shopping mall.she lives in my row(of houses).seems like a very deep person...she's listening to her Ipod.i'm stalking her from my window.shaf,ur rite,i got nothing else better to do in life.lol.ate bak kut teh for dinner.not so nice.the soup was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;deli&lt;/span&gt; though.DONNO Y THAT SHOP HAS SUCH GOOD BUSINESS.SO WEIRD.THEIR FOOD ISN'T THAT NICE AND THE SHOP IS FILTHY(no offence).forgot wat else i did alr.sry.gonna start on my next post.so yar.so sry.my memory a little sok sok alr.short term memory loss.i'm becoming DORY NO.2.the blue fish from nemo.haha.the show is cute kay!nvm.erm...bb.for now.btw,i'm gonna post again.&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/8129374179675198907-1611310601445785722?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/1611310601445785722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-8129374179675198907.post-918670224620929384</id><published>2008-09-27T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:28:33.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5OalAtqAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uHgoq5I3VMY/s1600-h/Picture+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250720434079246338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5OalAtqAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uHgoq5I3VMY/s320/Picture+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1 more cake.donno who's.my apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5Oan-az0I/AAAAAAAAABY/LbjWfBtCEvc/s1600-h/Picture+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250720434874928962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5Oan-az0I/AAAAAAAAABY/LbjWfBtCEvc/s320/Picture+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; more cake.forgot who's group made this 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5Oa5-SBSI/AAAAAAAAABg/ragOB420E8E/s1600-h/Picture+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250720439706191138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5Oa5-SBSI/AAAAAAAAABg/ragOB420E8E/s320/Picture+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the weirdest-looking cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5ObKY92dI/AAAAAAAAABo/vyf1aFI5y1o/s1600-h/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250720444113082834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5ObKY92dI/AAAAAAAAABo/vyf1aFI5y1o/s320/Picture+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; prize giving ceremony for the cake thing.it was a competition.our group came in last.haha.laugh it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5ObsUrXvI/AAAAAAAAABw/uufL0IiyHK8/s1600-h/Picture+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250720453221900018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5ObsUrXvI/AAAAAAAAABw/uufL0IiyHK8/s320/Picture+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; let's eat springy spaggetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5NtyIMlzI/AAAAAAAAAAo/8cfzub8sy80/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250719664506181426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5NtyIMlzI/AAAAAAAAAAo/8cfzub8sy80/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stretch...stretch...i can't do it lah!(we were playing wacko.ice-breaking session.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5NuDbBtpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/t8NVItKCU9o/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250719669148563090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5NuDbBtpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/t8NVItKCU9o/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; whoots to lavelle lee wen ning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5NumTiN7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/PVmvoI9qx5c/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250719678512379826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5NumTiN7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/PVmvoI9qx5c/s320/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the'castle'my group came up with.creative eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5NvNf2ypI/AAAAAAAAABA/2h_PKKz-Y64/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250719689033042578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5NvNf2ypI/AAAAAAAAABA/2h_PKKz-Y64/s320/Picture+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lets paint.trust me.it's damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5Nvdp2bMI/AAAAAAAAABI/GRJE92dNjkg/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250719693369928898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5Nvdp2bMI/AAAAAAAAABI/GRJE92dNjkg/s320/Picture+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; the cake our group made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:There's nothing that I can't do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;feelling bored.so yar.i'll be posting reali old pics that have been lingering in my com for the longest tym.so yar.i think it's dated since last year.okies.so here goes.don laugh.lavelle,pls don get embarrassed.'cos i'll be too.lols.look up for the pics.thnks n sry for the inconvenience caused.btw,these pics r from my church camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-918670224620929384?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/918670224620929384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=918670224620929384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/918670224620929384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/918670224620929384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2008/09/1-more-cake.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x3G5GQ9DQAU/SN5OalAtqAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uHgoq5I3VMY/s72-c/Picture+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-707289086400630155</id><published>2008-09-19T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T07:28:16.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://th15.photobucket.com/albums/a380/methmonkey/th_friend-vs-best-friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://th15.photobucket.com/albums/a380/methmonkey/th_friend-vs-best-friend.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:There's a fine line between coincidence and fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;long tym no post.i said that i would oni post once a week rite?&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but from now on,i'm oni posting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after my damn exams&lt;/span&gt;,which are 4 DAYS AWAY!damn stress luh.sad.it's the best damn thing that my eyes have ever seen.haha.ok,erm,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this will be a short post 'cos it's just to inform u all that i won be posting for a long tym until the 7th of october&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;.sad rite.no choice.i'm mugging on my books now.EVERY SINGLE SECOND.FELL LYK DYING ON THE SPOT.REALI.ok nvm.oh yah,i just noticed that i have internal conflicts within my damn irritating body.urgh.i keep letting out unneccessary gas for no apparent reason.damn weird.from my mouth n my butt.eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww...but it's damn rite true.ok,then,i also ...have...i can't recall....hhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmm.let me ponder on it for a while...think.think.think.i changed my pencil case,washed the toilet,sang for seniors day,bought a new notebook,one for my mom too....aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!brain jam....too many thoughts at one tym.urgh!nvm.oh yahyahyah!my sweat glands have malfunctioned as well.i play frisbee &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;under the hot,blazing sun&lt;/span&gt; but yet i juz don sweat.i mean,my body din even feel moist or anithing!every1 else was sweating lyk mad dogs but i juz could not sweat!SO BLEAH!WAT TYPE OF NONSENSE IS THIS!so during recess,which was the period after P.E.,i started getting angry n couldn't stop jumping about n shouting that i couldn't sweat.all the people around me were staring at me but HECK.ieven did that in the toilet while i was changing into my blouse.*guiltguiltguilt-nvm.*I JUST CAN'T GET OVER THE DAMN FACT THAT I DIN EVEN SWEAT A SINGLE DROP DURING P.E.!EVEN SHAF-SHE DIN TAKE P.E.-fasting mah,N WAS PLAYING WITH A TENNIS BALL INSTEAD,WAS SWEATING!aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I'M SO MAD!furious man.huh!ok.nvm.my body is wierd.can't wait to go to cambadia.haha.damn thrilled.ok,i think i won't blog too much.don wanna fail my fyes....my life is all 'bout study.oh yes,it's true.btw,i juz found out that i seriously am an introvert.how stupid.nvm.curse.curse.curse.haha.lol.my art sucks.UNLYK SOME PEOPLE....OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...*wink,wink*haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;STUPID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA.n there's nothing,absotuely nothing,u can do 'bout it.muahahahahahahahahahaha.i'm updating my uber-dead blog.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT'LL BE DEAD FROM TOM ONWARDS,SO DON COME N VISIT IT UNLESS U WANNA WATSE UR TYM N LIFE AWAY 'COS U'LL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONI SEE A NEW POST ON THE 7TH OF OCTOBER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;wait how many tyms have i been emphasising on this matter...hhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...nvm...don bother to go count.i'm high.not now.juz now.'cos my foot got stuck in my sis's roller chair n i stared hoping around 'till it my leg was free.in actual fact,i could have juz increased the height of the chair n not have to go through the pain,suffering n agony,but knowing my level of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e.q&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i.q.&lt;/span&gt;i din.hahahaha.lame lah.ok nvm.wat is done is done.it cannot be undone.haha.lalalalala.tralalalalatralala.hohoho.hehehe.heyheyhey&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.gaygaygay.&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;haha.it's dumb.ok.i think i'll s.t.o.p. here.i've crapped enough.ok.signing off.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'till we meet again on the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7TH OF OCTOBER!&lt;/span&gt;here i go again.haha.................*fade off-outro-song structure*1-word stupidity.....once more,lol:D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-707289086400630155?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/707289086400630155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=707289086400630155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/707289086400630155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://i0005.photobucket.com/albums/0005/icons_four/art/art2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:I'm a loser nobody wants to care 'bout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sry for not posting for a lllllllllllllllllllllllllllloooooooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggggggggg tym.damn busy.din even go on9.so yar.i hope u understand.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FROM NOW ONWARDS.I'M GONNA POST ONI ONCE A WEEK OR WEN I'M FREE,'COS I DON REALLY HAVE THE TYM TO POST NOWADAYS.SO YAR.SRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;todae started off gloomy,REALI.eliza made it gloomy.all ur fault lah.haha.i was actualli quite high spirited at 1st but it soon faded away.how sad...oh yar,shafiqa,nxt tym,don scare me lyk that.u scared me out of my wits 3rice todae.u ah...leave me speechless.btw,me n shaf finally made up n I'M DONE with a group of frens.i'm not gonna say hu they r or wat they're called or their respective names.I RESPECT THEIR PRIVACY N THIER PERSONAL FEELINGS.ok,enuff of my blabbering.todae was an exceptionally long day.did a lot of things.rushed here n there n everywhere.din go push-up area in the morning.whole squad din feel lyk it.except shafiqa,e.c.t.i bet u noe hu they r.sat outside eliza poh yu xin's class... literally.her frens gave weird glares.wanted to slap them.seriously.talked 'bout everything under the sun,moon,skies n the stars.haha.teng teng was complaining...i guess.so was eliza.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jun yu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;was rushing through her H/W!she din finish it yesterday.tsk tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;rabia so kind.go help her do.good tutor,rabia.yeo su wen was toking to kwang su wen n every1 else.shaf was silently looking at yu yu do her H/W n rabia patiently educating her.i was crapping a lot to every1.so fun.haha.i was lyk the most enthu person this morning.every1 was just plain DEAD.saddists.haha.i think that's exactly wat i do best.haha.the rest of the squad wasn't there.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nxt tym must follow,ok?&lt;/span&gt;assembly passed fast.did a test paper during math.it was 'do-able'.not too tough.went through the ans for the last paper we did yesterday.did experiment during sci.shaf was acting cool.not good shaf.don do that EVER again.oh yes,don try to imitate sam n compete with me,'cos u'll never win.muahahahahahahahahahahahaha.i almost burnt myself.stupid bunsen burner.ouch,man.it hurts real bad.shaf was laffing lyk some total loonatic.damn mean.ur dear fren is suffering n u still can laff rite?!we did this experiment in the sci lab 'bout radiation.i thot it was damn cool.the whole wire guaze thingy turned &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT RED&lt;/span&gt;.haha.helped with AV stuff during lit.somehow,the comp couldn't access to the internet.damn weird.i freaked out.janice kept her cool n went to find mr colin but came back to class with no1.but aniway,i fixed it even b4 she returned,ALL BY MYSELF.damn pro rite.i noe.SEE THE POWER OF MY PRONESS.haha.i sound freaking egoistic.am i ?bleah.heck.recessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!went recess with the squad.damn u lah,eliza.we(shaf n i)waited for u outside ur class for 'bout 20 mins but u rushed out with ur A'ZONE pad n OP pencil case n said u had some eng lesson n had to be punctual.wth!u goon!urgh!damn angry with u lah!gah!donno wat's wrong with u todae.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;something wrong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;somewhere&lt;/span&gt;.bought apple aloe vera to quench my thirst.forgot to bring water to school todae.damn forgetful.was rushing lyk mad mah!not my fault.it's the tym's fault.pass so fast.can't catch up with it.darn!after recess was eng.went through 2005 compre(we did it over the school holidays)got 27/35...which is 'bout 77.5%-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A1&lt;/span&gt;.not bad,for a wimpy kid lyk me.haha.stupid sam.beat me by 1 pathetic mark.wat a pity.her eng is damn good.so jealous.gggggggggggrrrrrrrrrrrrr...hist was taken over by mrs foo-sci.she said she couln't take over chi 'cos it clashes with her tymtable.sad.we haven't completed our syllabus yet.damn slow lah.haiz...did filing during sci.had to hand up file for checking.my flie is damn thick lah!it's gonna explode n the file itself will tear.mrs foo said we could get a ring file.i jumped for joy.haha.damn happy.loads of people din hand it up.luckily no punishment.if not have to write 400-word essay.i did my filing.see,so guai.finished the 2nd last topic for the syllabus.yippeekyeyay!haha.chi.did du bao.did summary of a newspaper article in the POPcorn section.finished it just in tym.haha.damn lucky.NO chi H/W.as i said multiple tyms,my chi sucks.did sickbay duty.got to wash blankets...sobsobsob.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nvm&lt;/span&gt;.donno y still got so many things missing in the 1st aid kits.sad.there's some1 eating the items in it.ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.u better own up,m&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;n/wom&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;n/m&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;n/wom&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;n.i don get it though.hu would want to steal the things in the 1st aid kits.sad.i think they need more of these necessities nowadays.&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;conclusion:people get injured easily,EVERYDAY!&lt;/span&gt;sad.*sarcasm*i'm not being mean.i pity them.lols.ate lunch with teng teng,yeo su wen n sam.shaf just sat there n drooled.too bad shaf.ur fasting.just lyk rabia.haha.teng teng is lame.reali.she came up with all these weird BIRD NAMES for every1 in the squad.stupid lah.she's got nothing better to do in life.went home at around 3-ish.mom drove to a kiosk near our house n went to pump petrol.i went to post a letter for her n buy sausages for dinner.small sausages.not those long 1s.tini tiny 1s.haha.they taste nice though.the size of it should be enlarged.haha.mom bought oreo for me.thnks mom.i think she noes i lyk oreo.it's pure chocolate.*heavenly*.headed for home n bathed.mom went to fetch my sis n now she's at home cooking dinner.i'm blogging.going to do my work now.revise.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F.Y.E IS ONI 13 DAYS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AWAY!&lt;/span&gt;NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!SAD.so,so sad...ok.i think i've said enuff.i think i'm gonna burn the midnite oil for the sake of the upcoming major exams of the year.gonna chat with teng teng later.so yar.GTG THIS INSTANT.haha.erm.signing off now.bb.   &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/8129374179675198907-2666864270979729728?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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body reactions?haha.heck.ate more cookies from takashimaya for breakfast again.haha.mom bought them yesterday.pls don call me cookie monster.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i don want to be called a copycat animore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;did more sci 'till 'bout 1.00ish,then had lunch.ate plain milk bread and cream soup for lunch.wasn't so bad as i expected it to be.snagged cheezels after that.mom gave me 2 apples to eat.she said i need loads of nutrients.i think i have enuff nutrients.but i did as i was told aniway.haha.watched Narnia just now...'bout 3 hrs ago.watched it multiple times.my sis started watching it n she wouldn't let me watch another movie.so yar.it's boring.all the characters in it are stupid.most of them give *chikopeh* looks EVERYTIME.haha.lol:Dnow,i'm blogging.chatted with kwang su wen a few moments ago.later,i'll be going for church service.will be staying back for a little longer.my sis needs to practice for the church's string ensemble.she plays the violin.grade 2.she picked up this 'skill' when she was oni 4.but,due to her long term sicknesses n all,much delay was caused.so yar.that's y now she's oni at grade 2.not pathetic.it's sad.but yar,she plays quite well.if not,how could she have gotten into the church's string ensemble?lucky girl.thank GOD for that.(i sound damn long-winded,lyk my grandparents.)aniway,by the tym i return home,it'll be damn late alr n i'll have no mood to blog.so yar.eh,i've go to go alr.so yar.i'll try my best to post tom.busy day tom...again.my life is but i long string of hectic events.haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-5161845112658358933?l=beautyinwalkingaway.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-8129374179675198907.post-6057580832909444564</id><published>2008-09-05T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:56:05.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://th381.photobucket.com/albums/oo256/shiver916/th_signs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://th381.photobucket.com/albums/oo256/shiver916/th_signs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:I had faith in you,so much faith in you,but you just threw it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;erm...post for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursday,September 4,2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;woke up at 8.30.i knew immediately that i had to start work.final year exams r oni 18 days away.badly need to buck up.revised then watched Mummy 2 again.for the sake of my sis.damn sick of it alr.couldn't find anithing better to do lah.ah...the lazy early afternoons.don blame me.went to grandma's house for some reunion dinner thing.not everyone was there though.sad.miss my 1 year old cousin.seriously.his name is darius btw.he's so adorable.lyk a cuddly teddy.haha.ate KFC for lunch at kovan mall.nid to feedback to the manager.the chicken standard is getting from bad to worse.must BUCK UP!go!go!go!whoo hoo!haha.lame lah.admitted.haha.kovan mall has changed a lot ever since i last shopped there...which was months ago.damn nice now.the size of the mall din change though.still as small as last time.ate ice-cream for 'desert'.practiced eng summary at grandma's house in the most appropriate place,the kitchen.no distractions.oni my sis's rantings non-stop n the sound of pots n pans...my grandma was whipping something reali scrumptuos for dinner.(my spelling sucks)used to it alr lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;no big deal.haha.played with my digtal camera 1/2way through.was bored of studying.entertained my 5 year old cousin,daren,n yes,he is darius elder bro.that boy is reali hard to appease,unlyk his younger bro.he could come.i couldn't see y his bro couldn't come.sad.dinner was damn shiok lah.my grandma has the best culinary skills.THE BEST!huge spread of food.ate to my fill.bloated up lyk a balloon.haha.stayed back to watch 7.00 show on channel 8.no comments 'bout the show.reached home at 'bout 8.30ish.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;slacked&lt;/span&gt;.i can't believe i did that!did sci 'till i slept on my study table.tired out.din change yet.the coo koo clock woke me up.oblivious of the tym.haha.changed n jumped into bed.the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129374179675198907-6057580832909444564?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6057580832909444564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=6057580832909444564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/6057580832909444564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/6057580832909444564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/2008/09/mottoi-had-faith-in-youso-much-faith-in.html' title=''/><author><name>shut up and listen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05013889558607881941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129374179675198907.post-2260869207131268753</id><published>2008-09-04T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T01:38:14.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://th235.photobucket.com/albums/ee140/bigfish1047/th_WestLiberty2008signs002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://th235.photobucket.com/albums/ee140/bigfish1047/th_WestLiberty2008signs002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Motto:I never thought you'd be the one speaking up for me,so,i just want to thank you for always being there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;UPDATE!sry for not posting everyday.have been damn busy lately.din even go on9.so yar.i'll be posting 3 posts todae.this post is for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wednesday,September 3,2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;went for SANA course at 'bout 8.30.damn early rite?yah.i noe.yeo su wen was there alr.before i actuali reached.she said she went early 'cos her sis needed to go for some badminton practice.something lyk that.her mom is nice,man.haha.the course was not reali boring.quite interesting.learnt quite a lot of things 'bout drugs,drug abuse and stuff lyk that.there was this freaking irritating guy at the course.the instructors called him &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ah meng&lt;/span&gt;.lol:Dhad yoshinoya for lunch.beef bowl.wolfed it down in 5 mins.oni given 15 mins to eat leh!we were held back.din get to enjoy my lunch.sad.haha.oh yah,the room was reali squeezy.we were lyk sardines in a can.eeeeeeeeee.quite cold even though there were approximately 240.took a test straight after lunch.donno if i passed...doubt it.listened to many long lectures.I DID PAY ATTENTION.had qn n ans session.discussed for a role play.din turn out well.group members were not interested.sad.real sad.we passed the role play though.it was a miracle...reached home at 'bout 7.00p.m.was raining cats n dogs outside.my mom went shopping with my sis while i was attending the course.i don envy them,reali.i don reali lyk shopping.they bought loads of things.whoa.that shows that my mom n sis are shopaholics.haha.oh yah.they bought this yo yo ball for me.haha.did a bit of math after i had my dinner.had instant noodles for dinner.curry instant noodles.maggi mee.haha.reali lah.not joking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...was dead beat by then.so turned in after i read newspapers.haha.so yar.oh yah!btw,we din get lost at the SANA house lyk u all did.muahahahahahahaha*my evil laughter*ok.tell u wat happened yesterday in the next post.&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/8129374179675198907-2260869207131268753?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2260869207131268753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=2260869207131268753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/2260869207131268753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://th288.photobucket.com/albums/ll163/trillemmeffer/th_streetlights.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motto:I never seem to be getting along with you at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nothing much happened todae.so yar.gonna be a real short post ok?woke up at 9.saw my mom n sis off.sis went for tuition.i just woke up.still a little moody.no wait,very moody.hair was all over my damn face.face was damn blurr.very spastic.i looked disgusting.eeeeeeeewwwwwwwww.but yet,i had the responsibility to close the front gate once my mom drove off.no automatic gate mah.ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;famous amous&lt;/span&gt; cookies for breakfast.oh,the l.o.v.e...live n let eat.haha.did eng work again.still doing it now.watched the librarian 2,soloman's mines.din watch it before.boring show.they said it was adventurous n all sorts of other good stuff 'bout it,but none of the above actually happened.wat an irony.sad.but i juz watched it 'cos i din watch it before.i'm slow.i noe.ate bacon,cheese sausages n carrot n potato soup for lunch.*shoik*.haha.again.somehow,all the food i taste r all quite shoik.studied,studied,studied.then,time to bathe n get ready for tuition.chi tuition.my chi sucks.reali.i think i'll fail my chi.boo hoo...tuition is fun though.i don open my mouth during tuition 'cos i speak horrible chi.i'm practically hopeless in chi.fortunately,i've got a reali caring teacher there.very encouraging leh.patient.came back after tuition at 'bout 7.50p.m.ate beef for dinner.i seem to eat meat everyday.oh yes,i do.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm a meatetarian&lt;/span&gt;.watched some chi shows on channel 8 'til 'bout 8.30.something 'bout super moms.haha.i think...packed for tomorrow's SANA course.now,i'm blogging,obviously.ok,i've gotta go study once more before i sleep.end years r juz round the corner!'bout 24 days away!nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!i wanna sleep early todae.got a long day tom.so yar,signing off.:Dbtw,good luck for ur end years.u'll be needing it.i'm starting to feel realli stressed rite now 'cos of F.Y.Es.y must there be exams?????&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/8129374179675198907-27630672600954840?l=beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautyinwalkingaway.blogspot.com/feeds/27630672600954840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129374179675198907&amp;postID=27630672600954840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129374179675198907/posts/default/27630672600954840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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