<?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-1649886229290419096</id><updated>2011-10-19T22:08:19.240-07:00</updated><category term='Barney Stinson'/><category term='Emma Kaywin'/><category term='human trafficking'/><category term='Twitter'/><category term='Cheapskate'/><category term='The Gift'/><category term='Albert Einstein'/><category term='lines'/><category term='books'/><category term='Beyonce'/><category term='Afghanistan Troops'/><category term='dog in crime'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='nightmare on elm street'/><category term='McDonalds'/><category term='woman'/><category term='controversional'/><category term='Pancakes'/><category term='voice out'/><category term='Girl&apos;s Brigade'/><category term='The Vampire diaries'/><category term='How I Met Your Mother'/><category term='Theories'/><category term='Vitagen'/><category term='crazy monkey at the beach'/><category term='sex'/><category term='College'/><category term='Hot weather'/><category term='May'/><category term='Middle child'/><category term='Galileo Galilei'/><category term='Lady Gaga'/><category term='Telephone parody'/><category term='twilight'/><category term='homolytic fission'/><category term='screw'/><category term='ghosts'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='Blogs'/><category term='HPV'/><category term='Cecelia Ahern'/><category term='Remake'/><category term='Gardasil'/><category term='lazyness'/><category term='Studies'/><category term='God'/><category term='Dog'/><category term='romeo'/><category term='asian folk tales'/><category term='Quantum Physics'/><category term='Fatty who stole my money'/><category term='miss'/><category term='luck'/><category term='Prayer'/><category term='milk'/><category term='aladdin'/><category term='Ecouterre'/><category term='Big Bang Theory'/><category term='Lifehouse'/><category term='Paul wesley'/><category term='edexcel A levels'/><category term='bus driver'/><category term='genies'/><category term='freddy kruger'/><category term='Father&apos;s Day'/><category term='Education'/><category term='Cheap'/><category term='disney channel'/><category term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Quixote</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-5888762685394458652</id><published>2011-01-21T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T00:34:15.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Have moved here. Still new at tho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://delldelldell.tumblr.com/"&gt;CLICK THIS. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-5888762685394458652?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/5888762685394458652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=5888762685394458652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5888762685394458652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5888762685394458652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2011/01/i.html' title='I'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-8047232617300496774</id><published>2010-11-19T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T02:52:35.532-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bus driver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homolytic fission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quantum Physics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Bang Theory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edexcel A levels'/><title type='text'>Thought in the bus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I watched the bus driver, wrinkled with time. Greys spurting out covered with a dark blue cap with no words on it in his black slacks and&amp;nbsp;dowdy shirt.&amp;nbsp;Turning the gigantic sterring wheel with all his might, pulling breaks. Looking out at the window with a little opening where the breeze would blow, cool after the drizzle. A honk shook me from&amp;nbsp;the thoughts on my head, i watched. He's waving to the old man walking his two Labradors. Smiling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For that moment, i thought of swapping seats with him. I would give anything to not be in the tremendous stress i'm in right now, with mocks and the real thing coming in January. I have just finished my 6 hours of Economics and 1.5 hours of Chemistry. Way to ruin my Fridays. Tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then again, Smiles are rare from him. Mundane would describe his work. Turning, pulling, picking up and dropping off for 8 hours. Repetitive and tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But you'd get to switch off your brain and depend on your motor skills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But the&amp;nbsp;high school me&amp;nbsp;would do anything to switch places with the me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As tiring November/ December might and will be. Who am i to complain when the bus driver doesn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Excuse me if you will, i would like to read up on alkyl halides, homolytic fission, fiscal and monetary policy. And yes, i'm just dropping big names. Big Bang Theory, here i come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;hoping to pick up on Quantum Physics along the way by watching the show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-8047232617300496774?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/8047232617300496774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=8047232617300496774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/8047232617300496774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/8047232617300496774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/11/thought-in-bus.html' title='Thought in the bus.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-1827276397407872274</id><published>2010-10-22T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T02:37:27.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unintentional</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;You know sometimes when you accidentally offend people with your innocence. Like for example, by asking if your FAT teacher if she's pregnant. It's these touchy feely stuff. I have seen an incident in the girls' where her friend asked her if she's not going to change for the party and she went like " I DID change!" Embarrasing huh? I KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And today, over lunch, when i asked my friend to pass me the sugar, he passes me the aspartame instead. Coincidentally, with the brand name "Slim Up".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;FML.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-1827276397407872274?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/1827276397407872274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=1827276397407872274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1827276397407872274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1827276397407872274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/10/unintentional.html' title='Unintentional'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-5712527682805565399</id><published>2010-10-21T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T07:16:03.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It's funny how&amp;nbsp; much you can observe if you just sit quietly at the corner and watch. See. With or without you, the world revolves. Rotates and pass by before you. I use to think, when i was younger that when i stop, the whole world stops with me. I remember how i was worried to attend my math class because i don't know my times table well. I wasn't born with a photographic brain. I'd try and i would sit on the swing thinking about it. And that was my only worry in the world. A sheet of paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I would also think that i can be anyone i want. I look at pretty pictures in the magazine and think that i can be that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As i got older, i realised that when i stop, the world would not stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As i got older, i realised that i cannot be anyone else, i'm me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was made fun alot. In primary. I had the lowest self esteem ever. But i learnt that people can say what they wanna say, it's not gonna distort my face or make me go uglier. I learnt to let go. It hurts your confidence a little bit but there's just&amp;nbsp;so much of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Back in the plastic chair where i sat, i see innocent, happy people with the worry on their back but plastered with a smile, people envious of people who's well to do, people who's thinking on what to do with their lives. Worries larger than a sheet of paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"everyone's entitled to their opinions but i didn't ask for yours"&lt;/span&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/1649886229290419096-5712527682805565399?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/5712527682805565399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=5712527682805565399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5712527682805565399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5712527682805565399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/10/sit.html' title='Sit'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-5179700418893520484</id><published>2010-09-13T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T05:38:09.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys' Brains</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;So i was at the mall today and the girl subject came up. I would say there's too much testosterone over the afternoon but i found out one thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How boys think whenever they see a girl, so here it goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;1. See girl. Evaluate age.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was told that for guys, it is only ok to date a girl of the age of the guy divided by two and added by 7. If you're 15 but you're really pretty, they'll still go YUCK. I'm dead serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2. Passed "legal" age. Check out hotness.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The GIRL CHART ( in decending order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2.Pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. Cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i)Beautiful is when the girl has the entire package, like pretty in person, great personality, etc. Also known as the person they wanna marry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ii)Pretty is just a pretty face. Also known as the person the would like to date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;iii)You'll meet this criteria if you have a hot body, hot ass, hot racks or hot legs. If you're really hot, they just want to put their _____ in your _____ and forget about you. True story. Also known as the person they'll like to screw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;iv) Cute is when you're not pretty, hot or beautiful but there's something about you which makes you different from the ugly girls. In other words, you're just sad.&amp;nbsp;And they told me, when a guy says you're cute, "you're in the friends zone, sorry dude." Also known as they don't give a shit about you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;3. See height.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;They said that if they're dating a taller hot girl, its an accomplishment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;4. Grade: Pass/Friends/Fail/You're too ugly for me to even grade you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's shocking to see how guys think sometimes. I think i'm staying away from&amp;nbsp;boys for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-5179700418893520484?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/5179700418893520484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=5179700418893520484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5179700418893520484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5179700418893520484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/09/boys-brains.html' title='Boys&apos; Brains'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-5679059653049924487</id><published>2010-08-11T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T07:14:06.846-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Galileo Galilei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Albert Einstein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='controversional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voice out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Ironic irony</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Have you ever noticed that our parents spent their entire lives trying to get us to listen to them. Only when we do, we were told to make our own decisions in our adolescent age and to "listen to ourselves".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Or when our teachers tell us that 1 + 1 =2 in kindergarten but my A levels Physics teacher tells me that 1+1 is not equal to 2, which by the way, i'm not kidding. It's the Phytagoras' Theorem thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;And remember how we studied our brains out in SPM (o levels) to get single answers only to find out that all the theories are simplified and wrong and there is no single answers out there. Whatever that we're studying are only theories which might be proved wrong someday, like how Galileo's theory was proved wrong by Albert Einstein. Basically, we're just studying what some dude told all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Or when we were told not to voice out anything controversional in our tweens, told to do so in college&amp;nbsp;for LEARNING PURPOSES&amp;nbsp;and only to find that there will be no voicing out in the office or you'll get sacked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Education. Fucks us all up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-5679059653049924487?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/5679059653049924487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=5679059653049924487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5679059653049924487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5679059653049924487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/08/ironic-irony.html' title='Ironic irony'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-7472473450335402145</id><published>2010-07-16T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T10:46:48.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dated.</title><content type='html'>The posts have been a while and i've been itching to write again. This ain't a happy post but i'm not going to be over the top emotional, because i usually roll my eyes at them, no matter how meaningful it is, no matter how deep nor flowery it gets. It's just how i am. This post has been rephrased and rewritten over and over again in my head.&lt;br /&gt;I've been battling with this thing and i'm sorry i let you guys down, and most importantly, myself down, hitting&amp;nbsp;rock hard&amp;nbsp;bottom. At one point, i almost gave up. Just this one brief nanosecond, this tiny little thought popped into my head and it freaked me out.&amp;nbsp;Along the way, i think i've lost a&amp;nbsp;little incy wincy tiny bit of me. I don't think i'll ever be the old me, ever, again.&amp;nbsp;No matter how smiley i am everyday. It has been so harsh and turbulent&amp;nbsp;that i've lost faith in everything, thinking that faith is just another word to keep my sanity intact.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Embracing changes. That is what the entire Who Moved My Cheese was about. I think.&amp;nbsp;I only got through halfway.&amp;nbsp;I get&amp;nbsp;it metaphorically but i don't want to read about rats and their hunt for cheese. And i think change is good. Change is maturity.&amp;nbsp;I think i've grown out of many things over these few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;I've learnt how to clean the toilet (Gross, but yeah. FML)&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt that i need to adapt, not everyone else&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt that i don't put in much effort&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt to let things go, focus in NOW and deal with LATER, well later. And shove it up their asses. Oh, yeah. Watch me.&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt that i shouldnt compare because the situations are not even at par, to begin with&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt that from where i'm from, i have to do twice the work than everyone elses's.&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt that i'm &lt;strong&gt;okay&lt;/strong&gt; with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to me kicking ass and sleep. It's 1 in the morning! And, oh, i don't give a crap about what you think. I've seen skeptical eyes indirectly looking at me&amp;nbsp;and peering right at me. You know who you are.&amp;nbsp;I'm gonna make your jaw drop so low that you just might have dislocated it.&lt;br /&gt;So.What.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Adele has currently reconnected with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-7472473450335402145?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/7472473450335402145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=7472473450335402145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/7472473450335402145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/7472473450335402145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/07/dated.html' title='Dated.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-1137069223391936944</id><published>2010-06-25T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T08:04:26.339-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fatty who stole my money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy monkey at the beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vitagen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog in crime'/><title type='text'>10 Things I'll MIGHT Miss When I'm in College.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Trying to keep the bubbling excitement in while i'm on this, i'm curious as to where college will take me. I know&amp;nbsp;people say i&amp;nbsp;aim way too high sometimes but who are you to say it's too high, right? (That is what i'm saying now, ask me again after the first semester.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10. The food. My grandma's cooking and my flambed pasta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;9. The dairy stuff: Strawberry yoghurt and Vitagen and Strawberry milk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;8. Having nests to study and rest, like the master room, back room, infront of the telly and beside my dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7. Dining out for breakfast during the weekends. I'm sort of bored of the food right now, but again, you'll see after the first semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6. TELLY. Which means i can't watch MTV like there's no tomorrow, Spongebob Squarepants, ANTM, Glee, Greek, The Simpsons and so on. Unless, the Wifi at the&amp;nbsp;apartment is speedy, then i would be able to watch online!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. The beach. Although it stinks at times but i will miss the evenings where i would just lie on the sand and try not to let the monkey near me ( It might scratch my face!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. Lily, the fat female dog who's having a terrible rash near her boob area. YEA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Mom and Dad (and their money)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Doofy, who's always cheering me up during my worst days (by tripping/falling in the drain, etc), accompany me when i'm studying (when i have HIS snacks in sight anyway), fart or sneeze when we call it truce, getting hyper together and annoying me when i'm beat. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-1137069223391936944?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/1137069223391936944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=1137069223391936944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1137069223391936944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1137069223391936944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/06/10-things-ill-might-miss-when-im-in.html' title='10 Things I&apos;ll MIGHT Miss When I&apos;m in College.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-3900251395171943781</id><published>2010-06-03T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T06:21:02.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aladdin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Vampire diaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul wesley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney channel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asian folk tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='genies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghosts'/><title type='text'>Fun.ny. Or not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Hot weather, my dog, vampires, all have this one thing in common.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. I think its funny how my dos sleeps like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/TAekQ8TZzeI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3RAbvIfTpXM/s1600/29052010245%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/TAekQ8TZzeI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3RAbvIfTpXM/s200/29052010245%5B1%5D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I believe he is hyperventilating due to the (very) hot weather (or dreaming that he's eating cheese).&amp;nbsp;Poor him. He sticks his tongue out and pant&amp;nbsp;all the time. Yeah, this image scares me too. Moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. I find it funny when the Romeos and&amp;nbsp;vampires always climb up to their stupid, emo, depressed heroine in the movies. What's funnier is that &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; of the stupid, emo, depressed girls have a balcony where they stare out and be emo while writing their diaries until their knight in the shining armour arrives. Annoying much? Pop a Prozac already! &lt;strike&gt;I WANT a balcony and the Stefan guy (Paul Wesley or something)&amp;nbsp;from Vampire Diaries too&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Speaking of vampires and things, Why does&amp;nbsp;Asian folk tales describe vampires, ghosts, charlatans, genies as scary? You see, us who grew up to Disney Channel and Twilight( Die already you stupid emo pale people!) and Vampire Diaries, we were let to believe that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i) Genies are blue and they grant you 3 wishes, friendly, talks&amp;nbsp;English,&amp;nbsp;have moustache and black hair, relatively huge in size but light like a cloud&amp;nbsp;because they float when the lamp is rubbed and they give away flying carpets so that you and your gypsy girlfriend can travel around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ii) Vampires are&amp;nbsp;sexy and have six packs. They can walk around in bright sunlight, feeds on squirrel blood, have amazing sense of fashion; able to rock out leather biker jackets and skinny (NOT too tight) jeans, play hide and seek in the woods, fly around just in time to save their troubled chicks.&amp;nbsp;They have&amp;nbsp;THE most mesmerizing eyes when they smell blood and are hopelessly romantic.&amp;nbsp;Unlike folk tales we hear, they are usually bloody, scary, pupil-less, flying around in white sheets and long, untamed hair and laugh hysterically. But one thing is true though, they WON'T DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. Something you did to someone a long time ago is something that you need help with. Funnily, from the same someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; 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/1649886229290419096-3900251395171943781?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/3900251395171943781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=3900251395171943781&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3900251395171943781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3900251395171943781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/06/funny-or-not.html' title='Fun.ny. Or not.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/TAekQ8TZzeI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3RAbvIfTpXM/s72-c/29052010245%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-7958885599478062816</id><published>2010-05-26T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T08:37:50.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightmare on elm street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freddy kruger'/><title type='text'>Luck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I've never considered myself as a lucky person. No matter how hard i try, how badly&amp;nbsp;want things, things don't go my way most of the time. If there's one in a millionth chance to be choking on the olives in the Subway sandwich, that'll be me. ME, freaking ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The following are a list that i've compiled entitled &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;my tough shit luck:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Exhibit A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love new books and i'll always find the best looking ones in the bookstore. I'll always end up with a torn/folded/damaged or worse, the entire chapter fell off from the bind. SCREW YOU BLOODY BOOKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Exhibit B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You get a shot at doing the interviews, right? And the last thing you want is a person who can outshine you. Excluding exclusive ones, because everyone's equally good,&amp;nbsp;no matter how i put my game plan and game face on, there'll be this person ready to kick my ass. Of all groups, why mine? SCREW YOU SMART PEOPLE WHO TRY TO OUTSHINE ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Exhibit C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Whenever i'm shopping for things, the line i'm in&amp;nbsp;is usually the longest when i want to make it a quickie. And whenever i switch lines, the previous line's faster. SCREW YOU LONG LINES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Exhibit D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When i least feel like dressing up, i usually don a rubbish tee and stupid pants and i'll bump into people i know. Worse when i wear the rubbish tee and stupid pants and bump into the same person. Where art thou when i'm all dressed upppp? SCREW YOU PEOPLE WHO'RE ALWAYS BUMPING INTO ME WHENEVER I'M UGLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Exhibit E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;know i'll meet some hot hot people and i have a bad hair day. Ugh.SCREW YOU HAIR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Exhibit F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm the only one who got caught while a million of others are doing the same thing, or worse. SCREW YOU BLIND PEOPLE WHO CANT SEE IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Exhibit G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Things that i want are usually given to others who have tons of options and still, are waiting for better things and they tell me shits like "you'll find success wherever you go". Do you know how many of those i've gotten lately? Zip it and stop feeling sorry for me. SCREW YOU OTHER PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Exhibit H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cute tops, skirts, shoes&amp;nbsp;and dresses are always out of my size. Especially when it's urgent for Prom Nights. Previous splurges done by me are always seen with a big fat 70% off during my next visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and SCREW YOU FREDDY KRUGER, i can't sleep. So much for Nightmare On Elm Street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm not blaming God for my list of unfortunate events. I'll be waiting for things to go right someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;God, i'm going all sappy and annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-7958885599478062816?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/7958885599478062816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=7958885599478062816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/7958885599478062816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/7958885599478062816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/05/luck.html' title='Luck.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-774530326020502405</id><published>2010-05-19T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T07:16:41.450-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McDonalds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fatty who stole my money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pancakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheapskate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>May, on the cheap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;So&amp;nbsp;I know how much i loathe May. It wasnt so long ago that it's Mother's Day, then it was my dad's birthday today and my mom's tomorrow and followed by Father's Day. So it's double presents for the parents. There's nothing much to celebrate about, they get older, we get poorer. Okay, not exactly. About the "us getting poorer" part anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Over the years, i have came up with a system. I used to save my pocket money and splurge on small gifts for them. This includes a pen, Pooh pencils and a notebook. (It was all i could afford! Thanks to that fatty who cheated me and got me a 10cent worth of food and took away my one buck)&amp;nbsp;With every inch i grew and every fat i put on, i've taken my parents to fancy schmancy dinner,&amp;nbsp;financed by&amp;nbsp;me and&amp;nbsp;my sisters of course.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As my&amp;nbsp;pockets became heavier, i've became smarter. We can't lose our parents like how husbands lose their wives because of years of lousy gifts. They accept us no matter what we are and care blah blah,-if you want to read on those sappy-they-love-me-i-love-them-too crap, go buy a&amp;nbsp;Stephanie Meyer&amp;nbsp;book and go fugyourself. In short, they're stuck with us, whether we're a Nobel prize winner or an drug addict. So what i do to is that i make cards and paste them on their doors when they're asleep and made vouchers which expires&amp;nbsp;the second&amp;nbsp;they're awake and have their hands on the card (I'm smart like that, yo.) They wake up with a big smile on their faces, thinking " Aww, my little girls are so&amp;nbsp;cuteeeee"&amp;nbsp;and we get fancy food and everyone's happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It gets old after a few years and i've reconnected with my inner chef and i've tried cooking. I'd make pancakes of various flavours -burnt, undercooked and diarrhoea-inducing ones. They're still, "*Eat &amp;amp; think that they might need to spend the night at the hospital* and tell me Good try!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Poor doggies, i don't know how i can make it up to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Who has time for cards and pancakes nowdays right? So my younger sister and I&amp;nbsp; pre-recorded a brithday song to be played as an alarm call. We had McD for breakfast, which is rare coming from Dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cheapskate much? My point exactly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-774530326020502405?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/774530326020502405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=774530326020502405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/774530326020502405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/774530326020502405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-on-cheap.html' title='May, on the cheap.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-2086645593045202535</id><published>2010-05-10T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T07:05:49.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barney Stinson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How I Met Your Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human trafficking'/><title type='text'>Adele gets serious. Like, seriously.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;You see a new hot gadget that can allow you to go online faster than you say hot, snap quality pictures since it's equipped with Carl Zeiss lenses, automatic command to send texts and other extravagant sophisticated functions. What do you see?&amp;nbsp;A girl scantily clad in tighter-than-tight polyvinyl miniskirt cut up to &lt;em&gt;there&lt;/em&gt; and a mini bolero plunged down to &lt;em&gt;there&lt;/em&gt; and short up to &lt;em&gt;there&lt;/em&gt;. You see this alot? Wrong, it's all the time. If you say you notice the small device first, you are a big fat liar. I recently read an article about this and yeah, i don't understand why are we still condoning this. Why are women still seen as a mere object? Whatever happened to equality and things like that? It's undeniable that sex sells but really? I'm not pointing fingers here since it takes two to tango- if there's demand, the culture continues but the culture continues because they've said yes to the 'modelling gig'. Don't get me started on prostituition. How low can you go? Of course there's factors that pushed these women, ie: financial constraint and broken family and also fast money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And because of all these, human trafficking occur ruining and traumatizing lives of many &amp;nbsp;and still does. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Elaborating on the sex sells part, there's risque music videos (it's different if it's done with class because that's art) and gazillion million billion spent on the porn industry. Yes, it has come to the stage such that it is called and industry. With civilization comes putting a stop to this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother has taught me something. There are many Barney Stinsons&amp;nbsp; read: womanizer&amp;nbsp;(i love NPH, btw!) out there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To the girls , don't dress up to get a double take from guys because it'll only be about your body, get a double take from the ladies and you know you're hot (and they're jealous). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here's to all the strong women out there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-2086645593045202535?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/2086645593045202535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=2086645593045202535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/2086645593045202535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/2086645593045202535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/05/adele-gets-serious-like-seriously.html' title='Adele gets serious. Like, seriously.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-8949353937121186427</id><published>2010-04-30T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T23:57:31.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beyonce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Afghanistan Troops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Telephone parody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady Gaga'/><title type='text'>Bored Afghan Troops</title><content type='html'>The following needs no introduction nor words to explain it. Hit the play button!&lt;br /&gt;p/s : I love the fat guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="322" width="512"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.46" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" VALUE="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=19400386&amp;amp;vid=7414735&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;amp;intl=us&amp;amp;thumbUrl=http%3A//l.yimg.com/a/i/us/sch/cn/video05/7414735_rnd0ba6af1e_19.jpg&amp;amp;embed=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.46" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="512" height="322" allowFullScreen="true" AllowScriptAccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" flashVars="id=19400386&amp;amp;vid=7414735&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;amp;intl=us&amp;amp;thumbUrl=http%3A//l.yimg.com/a/i/us/sch/cn/video05/7414735_rnd0ba6af1e_19.jpg&amp;amp;embed=1" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.yahoo.com/watch/7414735/19400386"&gt;Telephone Remake&lt;/a&gt; @ &lt;a href="http://video.yahoo.com/"&gt;Yahoo! Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original post can be found here: &lt;a href="http://new.music.yahoo.com/blogs/stopthepresses/172212/afghanistan-troops-go-gaga-with-their-own-telephone-remake/"&gt;http://new.music.yahoo.com/blogs/stopthepresses/172212/afghanistan-troops-go-gaga-with-their-own-telephone-remake/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-8949353937121186427?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/8949353937121186427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=8949353937121186427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/8949353937121186427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/8949353937121186427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/04/bored-afghan-troops.html' title='Bored Afghan Troops'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-1684449985043847121</id><published>2010-04-14T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T05:57:51.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3721139353221702232300</title><content type='html'>This happened 3 days ago, approximately 72 hours from today at exactly 11.39am. With&amp;nbsp;35 more&amp;nbsp;seconds&amp;nbsp;when you walk to the gate and 3.2 seconds when you run like you've been chased by a mad dog, i told my dad that i wanted to follow my mom&amp;nbsp;and aunt to "make car" and&amp;nbsp;stop by at&amp;nbsp;McD but of course, i did not tell about my 2nd agenda. He stood up at around 170&amp;nbsp;centimeteres tall walked 2 steps closer to the door and looked at my mother outside, around 2 feet from the gate. He hollered, at me " MAKE car ah?"&amp;nbsp;3 times&amp;nbsp; with sneers,snickers and mockery&amp;nbsp; and said,&amp;nbsp;2 seconds right after, "you want to go to Imperial with THAT Manglish?" and i finally said&amp;nbsp;"Repair Car!!!!, geez" My mom thought he was talking to her and shouted at 300 decibels (or so) and said " WHATTT? WE WANT TO GO MAKE CAR!"&lt;br /&gt;That sent me laughing like a hyenna for 2.5 minutes. That's 150 seconds, 0.04167 hours and 0.001737 days. And my infamous gasp-for-air every 5 seconds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-1684449985043847121?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/1684449985043847121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=1684449985043847121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1684449985043847121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1684449985043847121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/04/3721139353221702232300.html' title='3721139353221702232300'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-3631150315295499226</id><published>2010-04-03T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T08:46:16.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl&apos;s Brigade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>I am not holier than thou</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It's no secret that i don't go to church. At all. Or occasionally. I used to go to this Girl's Brigade thing every Sunday afternoon.&amp;nbsp;No, it's not girl scouts but a mini church thing for kiddies. It's safe to say that i know more about Islam than Christianity. So anyway, they tell us stories from the bible and sing gospel songs in this brigade thing and i remember i'll always bring my rectangle Garfield bag with all my Pooh stationary and Lunar colourpencils chucked in it with a Girl's Brigade keychain hanging from the side. The thing about Girls Brigade thing is that they don't teach you how to pray. At least, not in my class. Or i dont have the slightest, most vague&amp;nbsp;memory of it. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Must &lt;/span&gt;be that they don't teach. Yeah, must be it. So i asked my mom how do i pray? She told me to clasp my hands like this and talk to God like your friend. My prayer probably goes like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;" Please give me that Barbie doll which i can comb the hair &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; because my Barbie right now is&amp;nbsp;going bald (because i cut the hair way too much, since they stick together when i comb it), Amen"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It felt weird because it just does. 2 years later, i found out that you actually have to say DEAR God in the beginning of the prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;" Dear God, i hope i can go shopping tomorrow with my family and then visit the zoo to see the stinky sun bears and horses, Amen"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Then my mom asked me why is my prayer SOOO short, 15 seconds, tops. So i told her what i prayed for. Then, she said that i have to thank god for everything and stuff. After 2 more years, it went like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;" Dear God, thank you for everything today and i hope i'll get straight A's in UPSR. PLEASEEE!, Amen"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;A few more years, i figured that i'll have to pray for my family too and eventually my prayer got longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I remembered that my mom told me God is everywhere and He's watching upon me. So i thought, with the technology and all, WHY DON'T I PRAY VIA TWITTER, BLOG POSTS and STATUSES?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;" @God @Jesus, I've tried and studied my butt off for SPM and i really want straight A's"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;10 minutes ago via HolyTwit praying to God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;" &lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Adele Lim Shu Xian&lt;/span&gt; is begging God for straight A's"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1 hour ago&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Comment&amp;nbsp; Like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Until recently, i found out that i must be on my knees or sit when i pray (i usually lie down because i pray before going to bed). I'll be updating you on any new discoveries i had about how to pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;@God @Jesus i'm feeling holier already and i&amp;nbsp;think we just got closer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;"&gt;3 seconds ago via HolyTwit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*This post is written for gags and does not intend to offend anyone in anyway at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-3631150315295499226?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/3631150315295499226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=3631150315295499226&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3631150315295499226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3631150315295499226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-not-holier-than-thou.html' title='I am not holier than thou'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-6669655888257926894</id><published>2010-03-19T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T07:04:18.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engrish 101 with Ad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Smexy (adjective); smexiness,smexily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Definition:&lt;/strong&gt; 1.Smart and sexy 2. Everything you want to be. 3. Everything you want from your significant other 4. Incredibly hot 5. All else is forgiven because nobody's perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Sentence: 1. Adele is super smexy.&lt;/span&gt; (you may eye roll here) Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;2. Adele oozes smexiness. &lt;/span&gt;(more eye rolls)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 3. &lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Adele thought she&amp;nbsp;was smiling smexily at him but she looks like she's having&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp; seizure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kidding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So just how many times do you eye-rolled, evil-eyed and bitched about smart and sexy people. &lt;strike&gt;I do&lt;/strike&gt;.I mean like, pffft, i so did not because that'll be&amp;nbsp;like pfft, that'll be shallow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So you see a hot chick (Adrianna Lima hot or in Barney Stinson's hot-o-meter, she's a 12)&amp;nbsp;walking by in a Beamer with a "I've graduated from Harvard!" sticker at the back of the car, just how many of you will evil-eye and mutter Bitch! under your breath? And say that she probably borrowed that car/ bought that sticker/ stole that car/ not her car and so not her sticker/ she had plastic surgery/ she have no life/ she's just rich, that's why she got into Harvard. Let's see a show of hands. Guys on the other hand, will come up with corny pick up lines because they think from somewhere lower, WAY lower.. Okay, SOME people. And to a small number of girls, they go gaga and go gay for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Guys, if you see a hot guy walking with six pack ( Chace Crawford-like), no less and a phD in Aeronautical Science,just the name of the course sounds smexy *drools*, and all girls are ogling, would you be jealous? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thought so. Which brings to lame proverbs created for them, for example "big boobs no brains" and grass on brain or something. Well, im not exactly the expert in cantonese. Because deep down inside, we hate to think that they're better than us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Because deep down inside, we're really jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Because deep down inside, we want to make ourselves feel better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Because deep down inside, we're&lt;em&gt; kiasu*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But then again, just to console ourselves, they'll lose their youth in their 30's and be old and wrinkly and ugly. Smarts stay forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;"&gt;*term in Hokkien dialect, afraid to lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-6669655888257926894?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/6669655888257926894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=6669655888257926894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6669655888257926894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6669655888257926894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/03/engrish-101-with-ad.html' title='Engrish 101 with Ad'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-3799329147178089439</id><published>2010-03-17T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T07:20:29.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Middle child'/><title type='text'>Middle Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Characteristics of first child.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Usually smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Under nutrition/ unusually skinny. My take is that since he/she is the first child, they're the dummies for parents to have healthier and fatter babies later on. (HEY, nobody's perfect!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Perfectionist, If it's not 95% and above, it's the end of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. Whiny. Although she's &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;miles&lt;/span&gt; away. Gotta hate technology sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. Prone to diseases and accidents. SEE no&amp;nbsp;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6. Introvert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7. Most likely to be the future leader/ create name in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;8. Goody two shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;9. Will plot against you (ie: Tell mom on you) when you don't do what she says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Middle Child&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Will excel in other than what the elder sis had achieved. In my case, this does not apply because im not even good in sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Fatter than the elder one (because mom and dad had training before, tahdaa!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. The bad ass / wild child of the family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. Is too lazy to do any chores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Probably&lt;/span&gt; lied to her younger cousins into buying some retarded cards and stickers&amp;nbsp;from her&amp;nbsp;to make some cash. (When she is younger and DOESN'T KNOW BETTER)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6. The adventurous one. Foie gras, fried crickets,pig's blood jelly, scorpion candy, fat slugs,&amp;nbsp;bring it on! If it's a delicacy somewhere, im willing to try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7. Will try anything and everything (although i draw the line at cigarettes and drugs. YUCK-they make you ugly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;8. Cares a little about her nutrition (because she've tried every type of diet and gave up&amp;nbsp;due to the strong callings from delicious food, although it rubs on a little) and have lapses for&amp;nbsp; McDonalds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;9. Is the HOT ONE in the family. Hahah.(LET ME DREAM OKAYYY.)&amp;nbsp;Don't believe me? See Kim Kardashian and Joe Jonas, although i must say Nick is catching up =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10. is a shopaholic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;11. Obsessed with fashion, hot hunks and celebrities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12. High maintenance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;13. Is a drama queen / bitchy diva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;14. Likes to exagerrate ( SEE 13. and the entire post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;15. Probably will end up being a sales girl, working pay check to pay check and spend it on the Armadillo by Alexander McQueen (AMAZING SHOES, btw!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S6Ddeu-fD6I/AAAAAAAAAKI/fvdyDSW16xY/s1600-h/jonas-brothers-vanity-fair-shoot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S6Ddeu-fD6I/AAAAAAAAAKI/fvdyDSW16xY/s320/jonas-brothers-vanity-fair-shoot.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S6DdXpcBZtI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_NRQG_tM1aA/s1600-h/kard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S6DdXpcBZtI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_NRQG_tM1aA/s320/kard.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Last Child&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Likes to act cute because there's nothing else she can be good at, sports and academics are already taken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Is the agressive and tall one in the family. SEE KHLOE KARDASHIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Love to bully the middle child because she can't touch the eldest and the middle one is usually the &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;easy target&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. IS AMISH. (only apply to my sister). She thinks that tank tops are toooooo revealing and to her, clevage is like HOMG topless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. Shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6. Suffers from low self esteem. Whenever you drop her to tuition she must stop about 10 feet away from tuition centre to avoid people staring at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7. Awkward &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY IT SUCKS TO BE IN THE MIDDLE (IF you are, don't worry. So am i)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. The elder one is smart and the youngest one is cute so they're the only two that gets attention because whenever you learn ABC, the eldest have been there and done that while when the youngest spells MOMMY as MOME, parents think it's cute. When you spell EHPPEL, you're called STUPID or DYLEXIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Just because the middle one has AMAZING taste in music like Tokio Hotel, Jet, Lady Gaga, Marina and The Diamonds and all the rockers with long hair, with the help of the goody two shoes, influencing your parents, you're marked as &lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;THE MOST LIKELY TO FAIL IN LIFE AND SMOKE WEED SOMEWHERE AND DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Whenever you get bullied by the youngest, you get the scolding because the youngest always end up crying (FOR SHOW AND ATTENTION) when you did not lay a finger on her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. Whenever you watch sitcoms and stuff, and you laugh at the sex jokes or clean jokes, your annoying younger sister will DEMAND you to explain and after that, she still does not get it and goes to mom and ask " What is a (insert dirty word here/ body's secondary sexual characteristics)?" and you get the third degree and the dirty looks and sneers&amp;nbsp;from your parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. Always misunderstood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6. Nobody remembers you because you're the middle child. EVEN when you're wearing flourecent clothings and have a huge flashing arrow that says "Remember im your other child, the middle one?" You'll get a " Oh, she looks familiar, is she like the neighbour's kid?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7. You get your sister's hand-me-downs, including her horrendous clothes, books, pants,swimming suit etc. (only apply when you're small)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/1649886229290419096-3799329147178089439?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/3799329147178089439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=3799329147178089439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3799329147178089439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3799329147178089439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/03/middle-child.html' title='Middle Child'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S6Ddeu-fD6I/AAAAAAAAAKI/fvdyDSW16xY/s72-c/jonas-brothers-vanity-fair-shoot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-4049744730635047705</id><published>2010-03-04T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T07:25:26.901-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifehouse'/><title type='text'>Lifehouse's back!</title><content type='html'>Jason Wade (frontman/ lead) and the boys are back! But Jason honey, you look better in brunette. Don't know who they are? They're the band that rocked the alternative rock scene with singles like You and Me, Broken, Whatever It Takes and First Time. Smoke and Mirrors is the fifth album released on March 2, 2010. It is a more upbeat compilation compared to previous albums and i am in dire need to get my hands on this! (Obsession might end before the album's here,&amp;nbsp;Oh well. It depends)&amp;nbsp;Expect collaborations with Kevin Rudolf (of Lil' Wayne fame) and Chris Daughtry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S4_PsWnRX8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/F98UcMYMgIM/s1600-h/smokey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S4_PsWnRX8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/F98UcMYMgIM/s320/smokey.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway Gone, the first single of this album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xodmwwNV18w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xodmwwNV18w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lifehousemusic.com/"&gt;http://www.lifehousemusic.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*Sources from Yahoo! and lifehousemusic&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-4049744730635047705?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/4049744730635047705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=4049744730635047705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/4049744730635047705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/4049744730635047705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/03/lifehouses-back.html' title='Lifehouse&apos;s back!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S4_PsWnRX8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/F98UcMYMgIM/s72-c/smokey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-5381208664205036213</id><published>2010-02-26T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T05:37:55.467-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gardasil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HPV'/><title type='text'>I hate March.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Mainly because of two things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. SPM results. homg homg shit shit shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. HPV shot due. (second dose)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Im not going to touch No 1. because it's not like im not stressed enough already. I absolutely hate jabs. I've fainted (after, which i&amp;nbsp;assume that it's the &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;side&amp;nbsp;effect&lt;/span&gt; of the jab)&amp;nbsp;and cried my way through baby injections (i don't remember that one), the other one in primary school, hepatitis jab- which is quite worth it because i can have all the cockles and fresh oysters i want, blood check and recently, HPV shot, which stands for&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; Human Papillomavirus Vaccine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Girls between age 16 to their 20's are encouraged to get this freakishly expensive shots to prevent cervical cancer and whatever STDs people from the &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;other sex&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bitch!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;might infect us with. The worst part of this thing is that, aside from the goolash (each shot is about RM 300, depending on the brand, although i suggest going for the best one and forget about saving a few bucks) is that in order to completely prevent the diseases, you'll need 3 shots with 2 months interval. If you're late or early&amp;nbsp;for the following shot, you'll have to do the entire course again.Talk about slow death!&amp;nbsp;It is not 100% effective and has side effects, depending on the individual, she might have&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt; blood clots, nausea, fainting, fever, paralysis, seizures,vomiting, etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Very much alike the controversy that vaccines given to baby causes autism, HPV shotshave controverises of their own. Some scientists said that it causes more harm than good but both of these controversies are not true, there's no link between vaccines and autism YET. Like many concoctions of viruses that we have inserted and spent thousands on&amp;nbsp;to our body, each has it's own risk, depending on the biological reactions of each individuals. In the U.S, the government had already implemented this where they give free shots of Gardasil ( leading brand in HPV vaccines) to teens. It is very costly, which is why Malaysia haven't done the same. Yes, these information scared me to death before getting the stupid jabs (and im doing the same to you! Bahahaha) so &lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;get your HPV shots today&lt;/span&gt;! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I should totally work in UNICEF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-5381208664205036213?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/5381208664205036213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=5381208664205036213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5381208664205036213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5381208664205036213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-hate-march.html' title='I hate March.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-5023259337955903137</id><published>2010-02-23T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:11:36.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're looking for the golden light.</title><content type='html'>I am currently infatuated with this amazing Welsh singer. Marina and the Diamonds. She reminds me pretty much of Katy Perry but she has that rusty, Cockney voice to her &amp;nbsp;while Katy's sexy and &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;very sexay&lt;/span&gt;. Her music is soemthing across Katy Perry, Pixie Lott and Regina Spektor. Three of my absolute favourite musicians in one!&lt;br /&gt;Hollywood is really good alongside I'm Not A Robot, Mowgli's Road and Obsessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S4PS28P2NxI/AAAAAAAAAJc/MQjS40RniQA/s1600-h/marina2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S4PS28P2NxI/AAAAAAAAAJc/MQjS40RniQA/s320/marina2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S4PSz7JO9-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/0GtmgQ0SQc0/s1600-h/marina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S4PSz7JO9-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/0GtmgQ0SQc0/s320/marina.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1VTcJfL7RE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1VTcJfL7RE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-5023259337955903137?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/5023259337955903137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=5023259337955903137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5023259337955903137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5023259337955903137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/02/youre-looking-for-golden-light.html' title='You&apos;re looking for the golden light.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S4PS28P2NxI/AAAAAAAAAJc/MQjS40RniQA/s72-c/marina2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-6143850070947519377</id><published>2010-02-22T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T08:26:39.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ecouterre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma Kaywin'/><title type='text'>When life hands you expired (unused) condoms, make a dress!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S4KukCBF2WI/AAAAAAAAAJM/8RHFRKqO3pY/s1600-h/condom-dress-emma-kaywin-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="476" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S4KukCBF2WI/AAAAAAAAAJM/8RHFRKqO3pY/s640/condom-dress-emma-kaywin-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S4KuhP52leI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fphVSiGuUVI/s1600-h/condom-dress-emma-kaywin-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="476" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S4KuhP52leI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fphVSiGuUVI/s640/condom-dress-emma-kaywin-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is pure genius!&amp;nbsp;Talk about&amp;nbsp;very Project Runway and eco chic! It's cute but it's not wearable though ( imagine sweating in those.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma Kaywin was with HIV HOTLINE when she discovered that they were going to throw away a bunch of expired, unused condoms in landfills. She took them and created this. Both pieces were showcased in NYU Gallatin School of Individualized Study’s “Eco Fashion Week”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until another weird discovery,&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-6143850070947519377?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/6143850070947519377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=6143850070947519377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6143850070947519377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6143850070947519377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-life-hands-you-expired-unused.html' title='When life hands you expired (unused) condoms, make a dress!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S4KukCBF2WI/AAAAAAAAAJM/8RHFRKqO3pY/s72-c/condom-dress-emma-kaywin-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-5938217254712099988</id><published>2010-02-22T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T05:27:57.305-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazyness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies'/><title type='text'>When it folds and jiggles, it's never good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2 months of nothingness. Let me break it down for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I freaking spent 2 months doing nothing. AT. ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;My brain's getting a little rusty, i mean since i don't write too often anymore, my English is getting very blah. The only brain exercise i'm getting is when my sister asks me to help her out with her add maths. There's generally 4 modes of lazyness (im at level 4 thankyouverymuch)&amp;nbsp;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Level 1: Right after exam (that afternoon after exam), when everyting is done and done, you just wanna sit and stare into blank space but you have this nagging feeling in your head and you automatically hold a book in you hand. The moment you realize that, you smile, roll your eyes at the stupid book, throw the book and stare into blank space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Level 2: A week after exam, when you plan to study everyday to put an end to the chaotic weeks during exam, cramming everything in one afternoon. Then, you'll start to procrastinate and this strategy you have NEVER WORKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Level3:&amp;nbsp; This usually kick in when you've completed a major exam and you cut yourself a little slack to unwind. A little slack leads to another and Voila! Major slackness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Level 4: When you're absolutely fed up with books, especially now, you just can't bring yourself to read a paragraph of anything. If you're reading this, Congratulations, you're not here yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Just when you blame education for making you fat, (when you don't get to eat because of the tuitions and all and overeat during dinner or when the stress kicks in and you're so depressed you eat everything) No education makes you fatter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-5938217254712099988?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/5938217254712099988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=5938217254712099988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5938217254712099988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5938217254712099988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-it-folds-and-jiggles-its-never.html' title='When it folds and jiggles, it&apos;s never good.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-5723953323340802628</id><published>2010-02-18T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T05:48:53.588-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecelia Ahern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Gift'/><title type='text'>She's soooo good.</title><content type='html'>" A lesson finds the common denominator and links us all together, like a chain. At the end of that chain dangles a clock, and on the face of the clock the passing of time is registered. We hear it, the hushed tick-tock sound that breaks any silence, and we see it, but often we don't feel it. Each second makes it's mark on every single person's life, comes and then goes, quietly&amp;nbsp;dissapearing without fanfare, evaporating into air like steam from a piping hot Christmas pudding. Enough time leaves us warm; when our time is gone, it too leaves us cold.&amp;nbsp;Time cannot be given but it can be shared"&amp;nbsp; Cecelia Ahern&lt;em&gt;, The Gift&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best 40 bucks spent. EVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-5723953323340802628?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/5723953323340802628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=5723953323340802628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5723953323340802628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5723953323340802628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/02/shes-soooo-good.html' title='She&apos;s soooo good.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-3428436807908317316</id><published>2010-02-18T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T05:51:39.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They say the Devil's water it ain't so sweet.</title><content type='html'>So i am torn. I love writing but i feel like shutting down my blog due to the unbelieveable degree of lameness. My blog isn't filled with pictures, cool event details or anything. It's just a little perspective from what i see from my way, WAY oriental &lt;em&gt;sepet&lt;/em&gt; eyes. I love to describe things the way i see and envisage things that people often beg to differ. I like how i apply a little presure to the QWERTY and the soft clicks from it while listening to the fan turning, letting a low buzzing sound, breaking the silence&amp;nbsp;(or rocking to The Killers and shattering glasses from my falsetto shriek) but the thing is, I'm getting really lame.&amp;nbsp;I would write a book but i have no muse. This might be an LSE moment. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;My ADD is kicking in now. I have my HIMYM to get back to. BB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to future self (if this blog is still available in 10 years time): I am not lame nor weird, im just eccentric.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-3428436807908317316?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/3428436807908317316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=3428436807908317316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3428436807908317316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3428436807908317316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/02/they-say-devils-water-it-aint-so-sweet.html' title='They say the Devil&apos;s water it ain&apos;t so sweet.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-9136488470434439632</id><published>2010-02-12T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T06:57:44.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Spend Your Chinese New Year with Minimum Boredom When Your Hometown's at Batu Pahat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;It's the one thing i hate the most, for now anyway,&amp;nbsp;every year. The boredom's expected, not to mention the long ride in the car and even longer hours when you're there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;So i've compiled this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;1. Bring novels. Since i ran out of new ones (i read them all, and again during this long, dull lull), Im rereading the old ones. Bring about 4 books just in case. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;2. To kill time in the car, compile your own "Get &lt;strike&gt;Physched&lt;/strike&gt; Psyched CD Mix" and "Get Psyched CD Mix II" to have an karaoke session in the car. I've been doing this alot, with the &lt;em&gt;sumbangness&lt;/em&gt; until my dad ask me to shut the hell up. Oh well. &amp;nbsp;Mine consists of 30 Seconds to Mars, The Killers, Muse, Sara Bareillis, The Script, Kasabian, Paolo Nutini and ending it on something from Lady Gaga for me to rara ra ah ah, roma romama in the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;3. Pack a snack bag. When you're bored, EAT! it always help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;4. Freeze your Vitagen tonight to bring it on the road tomorrow so you'll have nice and cold mix of Lactobacillus in your tummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;5. Lemon water. I am HOOKED on this thing right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;6.Charge your laptop and bring some DVDs to watch in the car and cry when it's the exciting part and your laptop ran out of battery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;7. Bring laptop and beg dad to send me to somewhere with WiFi preasseeeeeee. To watch HIMYM on fastpass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;8. Hang out with sis at the swing, at my grandma's until we have mosquito bites everywhere or sweat under the sweltering heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;9. Bring all the tank tops you have because the weather is hotttttt. I'll be dressing like a ho from tomorrow onwards until i get back. Note: Ho, because i find it ho-ey to wear tank tops with really short pants, Maybe it's just me but comfort beats anything right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;10. Cherish my hair today because the water is weird there. It's makes your hair all stick together and &lt;em&gt;el&amp;nbsp;grosso&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;on bad water days. Im not kidding. You need super efficient filters for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;11. Smell meat, Eat meat. From tomorrow onwards, i'll be on a strict diet of fungi and a smogasboard of vegetables and the occasional vegetarian chicken rice, vegetarian ham, vegetarian shark fin. No kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;12. Beg dad to bring me to the small mall to catch a movie or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;13. Go to who know who's place to collect Ang Pow. When there's money, there's one less bored girl ( God, Justin Bieber's One Less Lonely Girl is stuck in my head right now.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-9136488470434439632?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/9136488470434439632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=9136488470434439632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/9136488470434439632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/9136488470434439632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-to-spend-your-chinese-new-year-with.html' title='How to Spend Your Chinese New Year with Minimum Boredom When Your Hometown&apos;s at Batu Pahat.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-3750896975968507095</id><published>2010-02-02T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:04:32.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Labour Law.</title><content type='html'>WWF called and here's how it went.&lt;br /&gt;ME: holymotherofcow, i got a call back. Yipee doodle doo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WWF: We've received your email about working with us, and we're really happy that you did. Your intentions were good (thankyouverymuch *bangga*) blah blah... &lt;br /&gt;ME: okay, thanks!&lt;br /&gt;WWF: You stated here that you're turning 18. How old are you now?&lt;br /&gt;ME: 17+, turning 18 in November.&lt;br /&gt;WWF: Oh, okay. We're sad to inform that you cannot work with us because of the labour law. Perhaps, try again next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking labour law. Since when do you need a law for volunteer work? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's back to DVDs again. =( &amp;nbsp;Bring in the chips!&lt;br /&gt;Now if you'd excuse me while i grow fat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-3750896975968507095?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/3750896975968507095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=3750896975968507095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3750896975968507095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3750896975968507095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/02/labour-law.html' title='Labour Law.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-7350028853514036295</id><published>2010-01-20T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T05:18:31.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 reasons i will die young.</title><content type='html'>10. I love to eat and I love fast food. I eat them once a week. Enough said, since we' ve been introduced to fast food and we&amp;nbsp;have seen the&amp;nbsp;effects come kicking in at the ass in the narcissistic, self-conscious, vain stage (READ: adolescence) in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I love red meat. People who eats red meat dies faster due to some retarded reasons but i cannot seem to give up on the bovine species because they taste too good. So what if my life is cut short for a few, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp;I have a pet. I know that pets are supposed to make you live longer because they lower your blood pressure and stuff while petting them but i have a dog that makes your blood boil! He doesn't respond to any of your commands except "bath time!", responds to any name that ends with ky.Holler Icky, Licky or&amp;nbsp;Fooky and the magical tail wags. He's still in denial that he's no longer a puppy and sleeps under the too-tiny-for-him sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I do not have very fun activities in my agenda recently. Currentlt,It's just reruns of How I Met Your Mother, Spongebob Squarepants, 90210 and some movies. Seriously, why hasn't the&amp;nbsp;LEGEND wait-gor-it-i-hope-you're-not-lactose-intolerant-because-the-next-word-is-going-to-be DARY (dairy)Neil Patrick Harris and Jason Segel win a Golden Globe already? I'd probably die of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm the epitome of lazyness. I wake up at 11am, watch telly, eat, eat, sleep. If that's not piggish enough, i don't know what is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I do not have a significant other. It's a proven fact that people who are in a relationship live longer. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm the middle child. Middle child dies faster due to being routinely ignored by parents and siblings. I mean if you were to shoplift, wear a blinking, shiny tshirt that says " Remember me? im your other IGNORED child!" they'll still be like, "wow, that awfully familiar kid is sad." Not that i ever shoplift or were ignored too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.I can't paint/ stand rubiks or sudoku/ sit down for 5 minutes to destress. How do i halndle stress? I drink coffee and become hyperactive, which do nothing to help me to destress, but do much worse and eat. Which brings us back to No 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm a drama queen. I give big reactions (to my sis) and that might have sprain something or break something while i'm expressing myself. I tore something (garment, which i am not going to divulge here, duh?) while doing that. TRUE STORY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have no religious affliations whatsoever. Im a christian and all but we all know how many times i go to church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-7350028853514036295?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/7350028853514036295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=7350028853514036295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/7350028853514036295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/7350028853514036295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/01/10-reasons-i-will-die-young.html' title='10 reasons i will die young.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-6394800589503146821</id><published>2010-01-17T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T06:27:04.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Dye Jobs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;If you're going to dye your hair, please do it tastefully. I saw a few , okay ALOT of these bad-dye-job humans who cannot simply fathom (FUH, big word for me. )&amp;nbsp;the simple rule of hair dyes at the mall. If you're going blonde, please dye your eyebrows two shades darker. But then again, blondes for Asian are a little odd. It spells out C-H-E-A-P, to me anyway.&amp;nbsp;If you feel the need to&amp;nbsp;go blonde to express yourself and whatevershits, go ahead!&amp;nbsp;If you're going honey blonde or strawberry blonde, or shades of any kind&amp;nbsp;(i have no comment if you're going orange, green or purple.)&amp;nbsp;please don't forget your other &lt;strike&gt;hairy areas&lt;/strike&gt; eyebrows to avoid looking like a clown! See what i mean? Even the very hot Scarlett Johansson cannot get the hail mary pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S1McVLHo90I/AAAAAAAAAIc/HqpnPltFT3U/s1600-h/scarlett_johansson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S1McVLHo90I/AAAAAAAAAIc/HqpnPltFT3U/s400/scarlett_johansson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S1McS56vulI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OpGD0r1dMZc/s1600-h/amy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S1McS56vulI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OpGD0r1dMZc/s640/amy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1649886229290419096-6394800589503146821?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/6394800589503146821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=6394800589503146821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6394800589503146821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6394800589503146821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/01/bad-dye-jobs.html' title='Bad Dye Jobs'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S1McVLHo90I/AAAAAAAAAIc/HqpnPltFT3U/s72-c/scarlett_johansson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-6161287601830377161</id><published>2010-01-13T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T08:05:07.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The L Word.</title><content type='html'>Boy meets girl. Boy falls in love with girl. Boy gets the girl. Boy marrys girl. That's a typical love story for you, but not (500) Days of Summer. I could just watch it again and again. (Did, 3 times! Favourite scene: at the IKEA store, a couple more times). It's not a love story but a story about love.&amp;nbsp;It all started with Tom meeting Summer at the workplace and things kicked off, only there wasnt anything to begin with. Summer is sceptical about love and doesn't believe in all that fate and destiny bullcrap but Tom was a hopeless romantic. They like each other a lot but she she wants to keep things casual (no relationships whatsoever) and then it was over. The guy was still super in love with her but she got married later. Only to find out that he was right that they&amp;nbsp;WERE "the ones" for each other. I &lt;strike&gt;cried&lt;/strike&gt; teared up for a bit which is weird because you can dump me now or cheat on me or throw my phone away or kill my fat dog (okay,&amp;nbsp; not the fat,fuzzy dog) and there still won't be a single tear, at least not yet (not that i want that to happen anyway.) He then discovered his passion and met Autumn along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching on the laptop but i got stuck in the middle so i played it on the player instead and guess what? The PART, OF ALL PARTS that was showing with my Dad and Mom (and my elder sis on the webcam ; it's like she never left, you hear her voice all day. You talk and laugh our asses off when you suddenly hear someone saying " What's so funny?" or&amp;nbsp; shouting " MOMMYYYYY!!". Freaky, i know.) , them shouting penis over and over again. My dad's like what kind of movie is this, you tweep? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the Lword is abused and used wrongly. Shouldn't it be said when you mean it? Or uttered nonchalantly just because it is what he/ she wanted to hear?&lt;br /&gt;So what is love about? Its not about the cliches like "you mean the world to me blah blah can't live without out blah blah" The feeling you get when you just feel like dancing and singing all the time? Or is it the hard and complicated thing you have with your him/her. I don't have that MUCH experience but i watched enough movies to know that sometimes you don't get what you want (minus the romantic comedies that we're all intoxicated with). Reality isn't like the fantasies and fairytales. Take your ideal guy, for example. You want him to be hot, sexy, able to have intelligent conversations with, funny, smart, romantic,athletic, buff and all that sorts but at the same time, you don't want them to because then, they wouldn't be real. So guys, when your girlfriend asks you what do you like about her, you don't lie and say that she smell nice but&amp;nbsp;reeks like a troll's atomic&amp;nbsp;fart or that she's smart but she has an&amp;nbsp;brain size of a pea or that she's hot but in reality, she looks like Donatella&amp;nbsp;Versace 2.0. Here's your free pass :&amp;nbsp;tell the truth and&amp;nbsp;tell them&amp;nbsp;you like&amp;nbsp;her this way because that is what that makes her real.&amp;nbsp;Good huh? Might use that line someday. =)))&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;How do you know if that's the one? Someday, you'll wake up and you just do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-6161287601830377161?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/6161287601830377161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=6161287601830377161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6161287601830377161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6161287601830377161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/01/l-word.html' title='The L Word.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-1764021500060963348</id><published>2010-01-04T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T06:01:16.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>F Cup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S0HzqemazdI/AAAAAAAAAIE/vIVPH271V60/s1600-h/ew..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422883337425046994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S0HzqemazdI/AAAAAAAAAIE/vIVPH271V60/s400/ew..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;So ladies, listen up. You can have bigger boobs by eating these whatisit biscuits. With only a few cookies a day, this whatisit cookie claims to enlarge your boobs to a huge F cup. Besides, your girls will not grow to that extent when you're gaining weight.I don't know if this is a practical joke or a real product but no one's that greedy to want to have F cups. Do they even exist?&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/1649886229290419096-1764021500060963348?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/1764021500060963348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=1764021500060963348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1764021500060963348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1764021500060963348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/01/f-cup.html' title='F Cup'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S0HzqemazdI/AAAAAAAAAIE/vIVPH271V60/s72-c/ew..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-2485804532142043321</id><published>2010-01-04T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T05:52:27.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phases : The Final Trash.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Phases. I have them, you have them, we all have them. It's more of like a transition of who we were and who we are becoming. Metamorphosis, they say. What triggers it might be your friends or maybe you're just getting older! I have my phases and im not very proud of some of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;When i was 13, i was all about Jesse McCartney and Ryan Cabrera. Cute looks (Gag. Spit. --&gt; see? transition already!) pop music and all. I had this friend who i think is beyond cool (except for My Chemical Romance, never got that, never will.), and still is ;) and i got him listening to them and he happens to not to hate them. Power of Jmac, peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Also, i used to drop F bombs everytime i talk. I know it's not cool and all but i "owe it" to my chatroom friends. That's how i pick up slangs like aint, weiner, and other words that i cannot repeat here. Okay, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; want to repeat. Not my glorious days, i tell you. Then i went on the screen name, Chaos Maker (i know what you're thinking, "Ohhh, she's that lame ass bitch! Laugh all you want) and used to think&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; " Dammmn, i AM SOOO COOL ".&lt;/span&gt; Not my proudest moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Then, i got abit serious with school and try to get strings of straight A's because of the neck to neck competition in my class. But then, i am all superficial and materialistic. I always ogle, crave and demand (mission failed and aborted of course) for that Burberry Winter Collection trenchcoat, that Chanel Couture dress Nicole Kidman wore, those Christian Lacroix sky high heels, that Hermes scarf, The Birken bag, That Elie Saab Couture, That Balenciaga toga dress, The Agatha Ruiz de la Prada not-so-practical-for-everyday wear maxidress. Anyway, you get my point. Maybe it's the exotic name, maybe it's the price tag but that Chanel, Alexander McQueen, Balenciaga, Christian Louboutin,Harry Winston isn't going to get me anywhere. Im still a couture freak but i don't think im &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;superficial anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Im also a fan of Avril Lavigne ( i dont know why teen angst appeals to me at that time), Ashlee Simpson (which im still proud of), Fall Out Boy (not so much) and so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;When im around 15, people get this impression of me that im ice-cold, dumbo, snobbish girl and whenever i hear about this, i get sooo worked up about it. Might be people speading (smearing) shit about me and im like " NOOO, im not like that!" and get upset, but right now? Whatever man, think what you want to think that makes you happy. Your impression is not going to change nor break me this time. My friends know the real me but and it's the only thing that matters right? &lt;s&gt;Girrrrllll Powerrrr!  Uber lameness, i know.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;My most embarrasing phase yet is this : The whole mando-pop scene. Yess, i don't know what, how or why but i listen to them. Or used to. I know i sound a little biased and prejudice here but i think they're TTH (trying too hard). I listen to the songs (twinging as i type) of 183 Club, Danson Tang, Wang Lee Hom, okay, if i ramble on, i think im going to puke. Yes, it's LIKE THAT for me. So it's pretty obvious to see my current blog is way more mature compared to my other two. i would like to day that i grew with age. (okay, throwing that Grisham book out!) Since its both deleted, compare this with the first post with typos and all but im  ALL good with the current me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;This may be my last few posts im going to update (or not) because im hooked on twitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;Signing off, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Adele, Single Girl Extraordinaire&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;call me delusional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-2485804532142043321?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/2485804532142043321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=2485804532142043321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/2485804532142043321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/2485804532142043321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/01/phases-final-trash.html' title='Phases : The Final Trash.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-4981102818869215593</id><published>2010-01-01T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T06:18:47.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im a free bitch, baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's 2010 already! First thing's first, Happy New Year. I hope you had a great one because i know i did! =D I took only 3 pics.  *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So anyway, i've been doing this like for like what, years now? So no exceptions this year. ( Coming from me who never does anything i wrote on my to do list) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;RESOLUTIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. Tone my body like AnneLynn Mccord (okay, too ambitious!). No matter what my nicer friends say, just nice, okay whattt, curvy, i know that im just fat. Or im  not fat, im just made of fat. So maybe I'll TRY to lose a few and TRY not to qualify in The Biggest Loser Asia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. Major wardrobe change! I notice that i have a lot of kiddie clothes. It's time to get rid of those hideous clothes and dress up like Alexa Chung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3.  Stop. Biting. My. Freaking. Nails. It's jagged, tiny and fugly. And it doesnt help either, growing out from a starfish hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4. Stop spending cold hard cash. I've spent alot after SPM on food and entertainment ( excluding clothes and shopping!), which im guilty about and the GST in UK doesnt help much either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5. Cut down on sugar and coffee. I'm addicted to coffee and i have two to three a day which makes me go hyper and jumpy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nothing not feasible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-4981102818869215593?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/4981102818869215593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=4981102818869215593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/4981102818869215593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/4981102818869215593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-free-bitch-baby.html' title='Im a free bitch, baby!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-2307605753376124251</id><published>2009-12-22T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T08:26:06.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To those who had a to do list</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;and never seem to accomplish any, lets see a show of hands! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;* ME ME ME ME ME* =l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-2307605753376124251?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/2307605753376124251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=2307605753376124251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/2307605753376124251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/2307605753376124251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-those-who-had-to-do-list.html' title='To those who had a to do list'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-6452246780957538180</id><published>2009-12-22T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T05:37:24.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the mind of a 10 year old.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;I used to think of my cousins (the boys) of such monstrosity. No exaggeration there. They practically destroyed all my belongings that they can get their hands on and drew on anything, um,  drawable. Like the bed sheets which they "artistically" stamped all over, permanent by the way and told me some monster did it. Oh yes, it is very real. Life's hell when they're around. So i studied them (well, not exactly) to see what got them to do all of that and here's my report, peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Problem statement: What is in the mind of a ten year old?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Aim of experiment: To investigate what is in the mind of a ten year old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Variables: Manipulated: -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;              Constant: Gender of the person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;              Responding: In the minds of a 10 year old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Hypothesis: The mind of a 10 year old is nothing but innocent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Procedure:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;1. Find two of yor nastiest cousins (boys).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;2. Get them to come and stay with you for a little bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;3. Go and stay with them for a little bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;4. Go shopping with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;5. Make small talk with them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Results:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;THEY LIVE THEIR LIFE JUST LIKE US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;- My cousin asked me to stay with him longer so that we can all go to Sunway Lagoon together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt; Him: : becaush i can go to sunway lagoon and war my sunglasses like thish and drink water from a straw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Me: you got shadesssss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Him: Yesh, it'sh under my table. Later when we get home, i show you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;THEY EAT ALOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;-While we were on our way for some Dim Sum for breakfast he finished two egg tarts and had a few trays of dim sum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;THEY FART ALOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;- My cousin's fart is like power, man. The gas from his ass can be detected in 1 meter radius around him. How's that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;THEY LIKE TO FLAUNT THEIR FAMILY JEWELS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;- He likes to go alll weee, free willy! and run around the house naked. To all the new dads out there take it from my uncle and say, " Eh, cannot like that eh, later bird bird fly away" Unfortunately this no longer worked on my cousin because he went all " Why eh?" " Tipulah Ah Pa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;THEY WORSHIP BEN TEN LIKE WE WORSHIP COUTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;-My cousin have Ben Ten book, figurines, watch, shirt and pants. He even stayed home alone while we went out for a 30 minutes of ben ten episode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;THEY LOVE EACH OTHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;-Since my cousin stayed home, his little brother called him on his mommy's cell to ask how's he doing. He misses him . (Awww, makes me want to have kids of my own. ) And you know it's love when his elder brother repeats whatever he cant hear for him because his hearing is a little bad and teaches him words like mitor (meteor), catnology (technology), tinninger (teenager) and so much more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;THEY BELIEVE WHATEVER YOU SAID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;I saw a star in the sky and told them that's UFO. His elder brother of course dont buy it but he did! We were in a car, so it seems like it's following us and he's like " LOOK, why it followsh us eh? aaaa, bro, hide!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;THEY CUSS BETTER THAN SOME OF US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;The elder one, of course, curses with words so unimaginable to be in the mind of a ten year old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;THEY HAVE A SENSE OF HUMOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;They had this whiteboard in their house which says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;House Rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;1. use gentle words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;2. sharing is caring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;3. always tell the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;4. clear up your mess that you've made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;5. (in a scribbly, larger handwriting) Buy toys for children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Conclusion: They're not so bad. If they dont touch my stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-6452246780957538180?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/6452246780957538180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=6452246780957538180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6452246780957538180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6452246780957538180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-mind-of-10-year-old.html' title='In the mind of a 10 year old.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-6277391183145031962</id><published>2009-12-17T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T06:59:55.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, UPGRADE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;People, i have reached a level of bitchiness where i didnt think i had or even exist for that matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;I went for THE english class today hoping to learn some college level english. I hope you know which one im talking about because i can't really mention it here as i can be sued for defamation of character or an instituition. Just so to be clear, it isnt defamation of character if your name or photograph isnt there, it is so when you are publicly humiliated by an individual regardless of the media of the defamation.*cough cough*  So anyway, i asked Abrar to join me this afternoon. This is what i learnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;We were&lt;em&gt; ask&lt;/em&gt; to do &lt;em&gt;geshture&lt;/em&gt; and study the person's body language. Then, we'll have to &lt;em&gt;guesh&lt;/em&gt; and must&lt;em&gt; fom&lt;/em&gt; full sentence or&lt;em&gt; we must speaking&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;oso &lt;/em&gt;learn to so much about how to use words like attendant, confidence in a sentence. Let me show off for a bit :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;1. Today &lt;em&gt;very good attendant&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;2. You must &lt;em&gt;be confidence&lt;/em&gt; when you are speaking in English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;So the teacher's all like " class, &lt;em&gt;what its mean&lt;/em&gt;?" "start the sentence with perhaps, &lt;em&gt;its mean...."&lt;/em&gt; "You can also say &lt;em&gt;i think its mean...."&lt;/em&gt; or " It &lt;em&gt;might/could/would means..." " Vehry good"&lt;/em&gt; (with the "accent" and all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Heck, even the first five word uttered in a sentence when she speaks for the evry first time has 2 grammatical error. Oh yes, i am THAT bitchy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;We were then asked to act an &lt;em&gt;geshture&lt;/em&gt; for each and everyone of us for the entire class to &lt;em&gt;guesh&lt;/em&gt; what&lt;em&gt; its mean&lt;/em&gt;. Before it's my turn, i suggested that we pack our bags, go infront and wave and hit the exit door so that my fellow classmates can &lt;em&gt;guesh what its mean&lt;/em&gt; and learn english. Before i left and hour early for "driving class" with Abrar, i did what i had to do. Rub it in the teacher's face, with a few perplexing full sentence. Or in short, be a bitch in class. After guessing what &lt;em&gt;its mean&lt;/em&gt; (of the&lt;em&gt; geshtures&lt;/em&gt;) i left for Secret Recipe, which i saw a few people from my school. One, i thought it was Mr Beyonce-single-ladies but he isnt. I dont know most of the people in my school because im just sad. But i finally took the liberty to learn up the names of people in my class this year. Sad huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;I hope you all know what i&lt;em&gt; means&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-6277391183145031962?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/6277391183145031962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=6277391183145031962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6277391183145031962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6277391183145031962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/12/baby-upgrade.html' title='Baby, UPGRADE.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-1794251073707964621</id><published>2009-12-10T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T05:13:29.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Binoculars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I have this pair of blue binoculars. My dad bought it for me when i was sulking away for getting into SMART instead of SABS. I was 12 okay! Im into those back them. I used to make believe that im a scientist by day and cashier by night. The jobs are not exactly in sync but again, i was 12! So my mom bought me scapels, magnifying glass, thermometer, brush (like those you check for thumbprints), etc etc. I wanted to get into SABS because it's a bad bad world out there in high school so i thought it would be nice if i have her around. My dad said with these cool blue binoculars, you can look for Audrey next door! But im glad i got into SMART after all. If not, i wouldnt have amazing friends like them! I cant believe that school's finally over. Here's a scary thought, i might be missing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh, and to my blog, happy 100th post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-1794251073707964621?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/1794251073707964621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=1794251073707964621&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1794251073707964621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1794251073707964621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/12/blue-binoculars.html' title='Blue Binoculars.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-5380883791158692103</id><published>2009-12-03T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T06:22:51.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello, hello.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;if it is isnt obvious already, today is a very happy day for me. Exam ends in 5 days and what's left on my study table is a single chemistry reference book. That beautiful sight which i longed for. I kept everything away in a box for my sister. Bwahahah. So right now, im radiating my inner Chi and harmony around the house and to you too. Before i sound like Guru Pitka ( Mike Meyers in Love Guru) i would like to give a huge hug to everyone who wished me on my birthday! I didnt think anyone would remember it, on the account of SPM and all. Heck, even i dont remember until Vanessa said something about it on Friday. But you guys did and that made my day (of maths and books). Yep, i didnt wanna celebrate it. Not even cake. So, just to name a few that i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;s on top of my head right now, Thank YOUUU Ann Bee, Wen Jun, Speshurr Nadia, Aimi, Ummaira, Syahrul, Zaid, Fairuz, Sharon, Jonathan, Mian Wei, Xia Toong, Man Houw, Chien Yi, Irwin, Kevin, Abrar (who got me a Patrick Starr, which sent me laughing for about one minute, alone), and so much more. And also to my younger sis, who "made" me Tarantula Cookies, which i ended up baking for her to eat (and complained about), my elder sis who sent me Dorothy Perkins gift voucher. Im not sure if it's legit because im a sceptic and she isnt the world's most generous sis, but i got something for myself anyway, waiting for it to be shipped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I was just organising my books just now, (to be returned to school tomorrow) and i noticed that i have alot of empty cages and aquarium around the house. They're not exactly mine tho. They're my sis's and woman kills all animals she own. Not in a cruel, brutal and horrific manner but they just die. Eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Take her first pet for an example. It was a blue fighting fish that my aunt got her, it died a few months later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Her second pet was a robotic dog. YES. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROBOTIC.&lt;/span&gt; You cant go wrong with that one. We were crazy about dogs back then but we couldnt get one so she ended up with a silver robotic dog while i improvised Scottie, My tissue box pet with Scott Tissue emblazoned on it's left ear. I tried to give it legs but it was high maintenance, since i brought my pet for a walk in the living room (READ: drag it across the room with a sticky tape and rope)So anyway, that robotic dog's spoilt too. Then her art teacher gave her a hamster, Hammie (i think she stole it, but she denies it, so it's a little mystery there) We put her in a basin of water and it swam! She died a few weeks later. Her goldfishes, OMG. She bought chlorine remover, oxygen tank, fake stones, algae, expensive aquarium and a few more stuff for the two goldfishes and they died two months later. She got another pair, the ones with the dark orangey-red heads and they died. Later, we had a rabbit who hops to my porch and we decided to keep it, and it died too. She got about 20-30 guppies and they all died in less than a month! I dont know how she does it but the sea monkeys (that is said to be un-die-able) died too. Alongside our latest pet tortoise. Her's died and i gave mine to her. And it died too. Right now, she's feeding fishes online. Baby steps, sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mariska Hargitay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-5380883791158692103?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/5380883791158692103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=5380883791158692103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5380883791158692103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5380883791158692103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-hello.html' title='hello, hello.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-1248148101140714511</id><published>2009-11-08T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T04:09:50.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPM's just a few days away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#333399;"&gt;shit la deyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-1248148101140714511?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/1248148101140714511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=1248148101140714511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1248148101140714511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1248148101140714511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh.html' title='Oh.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-3217348961758522020</id><published>2009-11-04T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T07:36:11.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;What better way to kill time than to blog, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Good evening people! Adele here reporting live from my dining table on my mom's laptop! Lets kick start the post with something invigorating. (whatever that means.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Tuitions are coming to an end, school's almost over, minus the very depressing Examinations (notice it is in caps? its BIG. BIGGGG.Its 11, forgive me.) coming up and most importantly NO MORE HIGH SCHOOL DRAMA. They are so overrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;This is complete gibberish but i am going to go &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; and there is no point reading &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt;  because i'll juts go &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; nothing as im high &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;on &lt;/span&gt;caffeine. Yes. CAFFEINE! Im so hyper! I might get eyerolls from Nah-diah right now, a frown from Wen Jun and giggles from Ann Bee. And snickers from you reading this. (ohh, it's been a while since i had one, how i long for one or Rum and Raisin choc helps too.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Well anyway people, moving on to better things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Im glad that Tokio Hotel is carving its name in the music scene. They were unknown  a few years back but made it big with their first english album, translated and a hot performance at the MTV Europe Music Awards (MTV-addict, i try not to miss) two years back, the one where they performed Monsoon, their biggest hit yet, which is the followed by a dramatic indoor rain which sent goosebumps down my spine. And arent we all glad that Bill Kaulitz (frontman) is going easy on the hair gel this time around. I wonder how long does it take to style it up like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;T- 16 days to burn my sejarah book and use them as fuel for barbequeue at the beach! Who's in? (YES, after cremating it, &lt;em&gt;YOU&lt;/em&gt; ( upin or ipin) can throw the ashes into the sea and chant &lt;em&gt;fuck you sejarah&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-3217348961758522020?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/3217348961758522020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=3217348961758522020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3217348961758522020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3217348961758522020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/11/insomnia.html' title='insomnia?'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-6942565203626181795</id><published>2009-11-04T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T06:31:30.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tricky tricks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I wish there were tags emblazoned on everyone's foreheads so that i know their intentions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-6942565203626181795?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/6942565203626181795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=6942565203626181795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6942565203626181795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6942565203626181795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/11/tricky-tricks.html' title='tricky tricks.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-43778657464910544</id><published>2009-10-28T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T07:48:29.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>longest running blog?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;97 posts so far and my blog isnt erased/ found and forced to closed down/ crazy people writing crazy things in it? WOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anywho, dont wanna speak too soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is wearing me out. =((( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T - 20 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1649886229290419096-43778657464910544?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/43778657464910544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=43778657464910544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/43778657464910544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/43778657464910544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/10/longest-running-blog.html' title='longest running blog?'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-6543683330112121802</id><published>2009-10-25T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T05:48:01.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Owl City</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;i googled him because someone told me he's hot. But he's not. ( Disappointed =((()&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Owl City, a newbie from Minnesota is heavily influenced by disco electronica and a little bit of pop. His song, Fireflies is currently on AT40 with Ryan Seacrest (KIIS Fm) and he's pretty good. He is joined by Breanne Duren (HOT, btw) in The Salt Water Room,also another hit alongside Vanilla Twilight. However, all of his songs have the same, almost repetitive like tunes. You know its a song by Owl City (a one man band by Adam R. Young) but it's the same! I couldnt differentiate the songs without looking at the titles. The Salt Water Room is similar to On The Wing and Hello Seattle. Maybe Fireflies too but i can tell that song apart from the others because i've been humming to it all afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;On a happier note, he is one hell of a talented songwriter. Unlike many, okay most of the songs hitting the mainstream which are meaningless or very influenced by, like what they say, "when the magic happens". I dont get that, how do they pen down their experiences? Meaningless songs include the annoying, repetitive umbrella, ella ellllaaa (Rihanna, Jay Z), i got my drink and my two steps (Swiss Beatz), i wanna make love (Akon), you get it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Take this, ripped off randomly from one of his songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When violet eyes get brighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And heavy wings grow lighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll taste the sky and feel alive again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'll forget the world that I knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I swear I won't forget you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, if my voice could reach back through the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'd whisper in your ear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh darling I wish you were here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Also, if you love him, you'll love Regina Spektor as well. Her music is something across Bach, Mozart, Bjork and Radiohead. If im not mistaken, she did some songs for Juno too. This is my current favourite, Laughing With. Take a listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Watafakk, a video's supposed to pop up.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SORRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-6543683330112121802?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/6543683330112121802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=6543683330112121802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6543683330112121802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6543683330112121802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/10/owl-city.html' title='Owl City'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-1430967596389914679</id><published>2009-10-22T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T05:45:56.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>black hearts on fire!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I sat through one hour of horse power, ron 97, diesels and engines for a plate of lamb chop. Feels pretty worth it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Fat or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-1430967596389914679?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/1430967596389914679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=1430967596389914679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1430967596389914679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1430967596389914679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/10/black-hearts-on-fire.html' title='black hearts on fire!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-825470058836110522</id><published>2009-10-19T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T05:41:33.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokio!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;My sister called me the other day, with a foreign number. I was like " DID I WIN ANYTHING?????????"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;and then she said, " i dreamt of you that you were dead and everyone's keeping it away from me. Just wanna make sure you're okay." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Im like " DAMNNNN I DID NOT WIN ANYTHING".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-825470058836110522?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/825470058836110522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=825470058836110522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/825470058836110522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/825470058836110522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/10/tokio.html' title='Tokio!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-3614470544135236921</id><published>2009-10-17T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T07:11:18.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look ma, No Shoes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/StnE6ATV5vI/AAAAAAAAAHo/kpek0yxcIkU/s1600-h/GraduationNight+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393558529545463538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/StnE6ATV5vI/AAAAAAAAAHo/kpek0yxcIkU/s400/GraduationNight+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Pic: Ad and Nad finally taking off their heels after 4 hours in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393567217418166434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/StnMztJm4KI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Rc9hOugyx0M/s320/GraduationNight+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;My other favourite shot: Ad and Nad krumping! (although i look weird)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;*more pics on facebook*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;GradNight was okay, not a killer though. The night started off a little rocky, thanks to the one-eyed man. It got better in the middle, except, the pain on the feet! Took crazy pictures, emceed my heart out(maybe not), danced to Holiday! I took a short video of Gat Dem's (god damnnnn) (love saying that over the mic! It's like cursing but you're actually introducing them) cover for Muse's Starlight but thanks to the genius me, i covered the sound thingy. What's better than a band playing without sound righhhht? Here's the video, yo. Oh, and the trolley video too. Who's genius idea is to put the sound holes next to the [start recording] button? 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/StnE6ATV5vI/AAAAAAAAAHo/kpek0yxcIkU/s72-c/GraduationNight+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-8619372916000835081</id><published>2009-09-30T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T03:15:00.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>burn baby burn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;crash and burn we all fall down. What sucks the most is not dissapointing the others but me letting myself down. I'll just get up, dust my bum, plater the wounds, put a smile on my face and continue running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-8619372916000835081?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/8619372916000835081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=8619372916000835081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/8619372916000835081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/8619372916000835081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/09/burn-baby-burn.html' title='burn baby burn'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-7248256901034845925</id><published>2009-09-27T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T05:45:29.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What that thingymajig?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;i cant believe im feeling like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;A few days before my sister left she was sooo depressed, emo, suicidal, as if she cannt get her hands on that new DVF bag. Okay, she couldnt care less anyway. BUT my point is she's feeling so homesick already(BEFORE SHE LEFT, believe it. ) and im like " Dudeee, you soooo stoopid, you get to eat scones everyday and sip earl gey, eeks, maybe english breakfast tea, watch Shakespeare plays and i have three words for you, woman. LONDON FASHION WEEK. Now you &lt;em&gt;sedih sedih&lt;/em&gt; for what? at least you get to get out of lame ass Kuantan and meet hot people in Brit accent, i mean even the garbage man speaks in a hot accent, although im not so sure about their soft fluffy hair and straight teeth. i dont know why but i always have an impression that garbage man have crooked (however you spell it) stained teeth. No offence to all garbage man out there. You are doing an incredible job keeping the Earth clean no thanks to lazy bums like us. Im not so sure about the smell pollution tho. Oh yeah, remember to get me something from Topshop or H&amp;amp;M if you're broke. Also, go to sample sales and get me the good stuff. Lets go &lt;em&gt;makan&lt;/em&gt; now, OHHH, this korean food so delish, it makes me wanna marry a Korean now. &lt;em&gt;Mu tak nak ke?&lt;/em&gt; Okay &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;, i eat. Oh and get me a i love London tee. Always wanted to get one of those."  She gave me the bored stare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Then i dont know what got into me, when we're having dinner before she left, i hugged her. It IS weird 'cause we dont do hugs. Mainly because she's skinny and i jiggle. We dont even hold hands too often. GELIness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;And to my horror, before she checked in, i cried a little. &lt;em&gt;Sungguh memalukan. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Thank god for the good tearglands i have that no one noticed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;This thingymajig(read: flabs) wont go away no matter how much i shouted at it. Stupid thingymaJIGGLY. JIGGLY puff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-7248256901034845925?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/7248256901034845925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=7248256901034845925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/7248256901034845925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/7248256901034845925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-that-thingymajig.html' title='What that thingymajig?'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-8760852074097656641</id><published>2009-09-23T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T06:02:51.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i have a problem with balls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Got you thinking hard there doesnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Shove those thoughts aside. Im talking about balls, the only reason why i dont have the balls to play balls. Okay, sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Yeah, balls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;No matter what i do, i'll always get hit by them. In the FACE, EYE, CALF, you name it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Exhibit A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;When i was in Form 1, i played softball about 2 hours maximum in a week and i got hit by the ball, in the face. The probability of me getting hit is like 0.01% compred to those hard core sluggers and yet, BAM. FACE. OUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Exhibit B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;When i was in form 2, i sort of stop playing softball too much. AND yes, i still got hit in the eye. And SOFTballs arent close to soft at all. I play softball about an hour a week, making it 4 hours a month, and about 30 hours (minus the rainy days) a year. 30/1680 hours. DO the math!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;and the other day, when i was walking to the toilet, passing by the new block lobby. There were some boys playing "school futsal" and guess what? it hit my calf. And it was moving. The probability is like nil and it still hit me. Not to mention shuttlecock&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; and stuff on my face. YEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Friggin balls' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-8760852074097656641?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/8760852074097656641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=8760852074097656641&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/8760852074097656641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/8760852074097656641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-problem-with-balls.html' title='i have a problem with balls.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-1972450791001626440</id><published>2009-09-18T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T08:51:28.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eye sore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i just got back from supper and i witnessed a not so pretty sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I was eating and right infront of me was a small little chubby cute girl, about the height of me sitting down. She was so cutee and hardworking 'cause its like 11.20pm on a friday night and she's doing her homework. She asked her aunt to teach her and when i was just about to comment about her to my sis, (wait for it. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SHE FARTING PUT HER HANDS ON HER BUTT, PULLING HER TEE UP AND SCRATCHING HER BARE BUM. YES 3 INCHES OF BUTTCRACK THERE. EEEEEEW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;btw, just in case you're wondering, i'll be &lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt; graduationnight2009.blogspot.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-1972450791001626440?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/1972450791001626440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=1972450791001626440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1972450791001626440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1972450791001626440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/09/eye-sore.html' title='eye sore'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-9219346442892972321</id><published>2009-09-12T07:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T07:40:49.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2+2, Im gonna undress you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just came back from &lt;em&gt;makan makan&lt;/em&gt;. Supposed to read physics but what the heck &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;. And Pitbull's hotel room is still stuck in my head. Grr. Cant stop singing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway, have you been to a shop to get some clothes, you asked for a particular size and the salesperson will scan you from head to toe and suggest you get the larger one? (read: your fat, Dont perasan you can fit into those, bitch!) Yeah. That happened to me. At the mall. When im shopping for undergarments. But it was otherwise after staring at my boobs. Gee woman, go stare at someone else's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And THOSE annoying salesperson who follows you everywhere in the shop, so horrified, terrified that you'll shoplift. Do i look like a klepto to you? Bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;OHHHH, and i was at 1U, trying on dresses and i started picking out something for myself. The WOMAN just have to come with me to the dressing room, those with the cloth thingy door WITH NO LOCK. I was putting the dresses on when she:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Her: Are you done. Can i opennnnn?????? (In mandarin: IMAGINE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me: Wai-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Her: Oh, your not done yet..... Heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me: *rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Her: *opens the cloth thingy again* This one not bad, then she start grabbing me all over and telling me what hairdo should go with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me: I look fat right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Her: UMMMM.... Let me get you something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me: *heart shatters*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Her: *comes back with almost 10 auntie pieces*. =.= And start to ask me to try everything on with her. Staring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-9219346442892972321?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/9219346442892972321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=9219346442892972321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/9219346442892972321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/9219346442892972321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/09/22-im-gonna-undress-you.html' title='2+2, Im gonna undress you'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-2428893029759434351</id><published>2009-09-11T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T08:54:36.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for its another week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;During these hard and turbulent times (ie: trials!) , i would like to express my endless gratitude to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;1. Gummy worms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;2. Strawberry gummy with sugar sprinklets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;3. tangerine gummies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;4. McDonalds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;5. Green tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;6. Chamomile tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;7. 3 seasons of How I Met Your Mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;8. Coffee with extra milk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;9. Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;10. Doofy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-2428893029759434351?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/2428893029759434351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=2428893029759434351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/2428893029759434351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/2428893029759434351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-its-another-week.html' title='for its another week.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-6573662004456203073</id><published>2009-09-04T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T08:21:30.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trials,tried.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;You're in your classroom and exam's about to start in anytime now. You're flipping through your notes for last minute glance and the most dreaded thing happened. The clock stroke 8.00 and exam's about to start. You flip through the pages abd you noticed that you dont know that, this this this and that. Damn it! You're all tensed up  and so does the 27 of your classmates, and you hentam any answers that come across your mind and DONE. You gave up and daydream. Before you get "into the zone" you look around your classroom and you saw how people cope with their stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;1. They shake their leg as soon as they get the paper. NON STOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;2. They take off their shoes and do in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;3. They just give up and sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;4. They flip and flip and flip, making sure everything is done and right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;5. They sing (unfortunately, i lost that classmate.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;6. They try to buzz their neighbours because the paper told them to LIHAT SEBELAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;7. They "borrow" and "lend" staplers (classic!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;8. They shut their eyes, hold a pencil, drop it on the count of three and circle the lucky alphabet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;9. They take their bendy long rulers and start imagining that its a scapel, trying to pick up erasers,highlighters and pencils with their new invention. With their friend, staring weirdly at them. (okay, the bendy ruler person was me and I WAS BORED)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;10. They put their ruler in the middle of an eraser and start balancing things. New found theory: A highlighter weighs as much as a liqiud and eraser. (still me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;yeah, 2 more friggin weeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-6573662004456203073?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/6573662004456203073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=6573662004456203073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6573662004456203073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6573662004456203073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/09/trialstried.html' title='trials,tried.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-948941731642430703</id><published>2009-08-25T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T07:07:53.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engaged Idealist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just took the personality quiz from Nad's .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Engaged Idealists are &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;extroverted &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; helpful&lt;/span&gt;. Others find them to be very congenial and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;inspiring &lt;/span&gt;- especially as they are always &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;willing to see the best in the other person&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Their&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; humour, their energy and their optimism attract other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Engaged Idealists are very good at communicating and are good at convincing and firing on others. That is why it is a matter of course that they often take over the leading role in groups. This personality type often produces very &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;charismatic&lt;/span&gt; persons.Engaged Idealists have an unusually strong ability to empathise. They are tolerant and generous towards others; they sometimes tend to idealise their friends. They always try to suit everybody and want their relationships to be harmonious and satisfactory. To achieve this, they are prepared to invest a great deal and to put their requirements last. As Engaged Idealists are very considerate, there is the danger of them sacrificing and overexerting themselves for others. In their job, they therefore have to be very careful not to develop a burnout syndrome.Engaged Idealists are reliable, well organised and love structuring complicated situations. They have difficulty accepting criticism; they quickly feel hurt and misunderstood. Their perfectionism also influences their love life - they look for the perfect relationship for life. Once they have made their decision, they are faithful, well-balanced and loving partners. However, should they get involved with the wrong person, it can happen that they allow themselves to be exploited for a long time before they end the relationship.Adjectives which describe your type: extroverted, theoretical, emotional, planning, idealistic, committed,&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; likable&lt;/span&gt;, enthusiastic, responsible, helpful, loyal, diplomatic, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;friendly&lt;/span&gt;, inspiring, caring, solicitous, optimistic, effusive, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;adaptable&lt;/span&gt;, communicative, articulate, convincing, energetic, optimistic, open, vulnerable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fuhh. So &lt;em&gt;bangga&lt;/em&gt; now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-948941731642430703?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/948941731642430703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=948941731642430703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/948941731642430703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/948941731642430703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/08/engaged-idealist.html' title='Engaged Idealist'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-6115736188791232395</id><published>2009-08-25T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T06:54:08.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Adele. Hear me ROAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Or plead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hi! Remember me? The one who has a almost-asthmatic-like laughter who always pray at night? Please give me 75% in all subjects and i'll be a very happy and contented soul. I promise, pinky promise, no more laughing at people who look funny. I know i've not been a very good desciple. I have a potty mouth and  i talk back to my parents sometimes,  but um um, at least i dont steal! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;pretty pleaseeeEE??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;your bitch ,&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Your narcissistic ,&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your cute desciple,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your humble worshipper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;um,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Adele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its tuesday and no progress.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, i have alot to live up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-6115736188791232395?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/6115736188791232395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=6115736188791232395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6115736188791232395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6115736188791232395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-adele-hear-me-roar.html' title='Im Adele. Hear me ROAR!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-2563677487528134446</id><published>2009-08-20T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T05:34:50.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;                     &lt;strong&gt; SPM TRIALS 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                         T - 11 DAYS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;SHIT SHIT SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;And to all the boys and gals participating in MENSA Scrabble on the 22nd, GOOD LUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-2563677487528134446?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/2563677487528134446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=2563677487528134446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/2563677487528134446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/2563677487528134446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/08/fire.html' title='Fire.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-5190323483844182260</id><published>2009-08-17T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T05:58:01.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>well, honey. Im not blind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;You know what really ticks me off? Besides the long list i have, one of them is &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Men with No Balls. (MWNB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Guys, if you like the girl, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GO GET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the girl. (cough cough, D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If you plan to cheat on your girl, it means you dont like her anymore. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO dump the girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; before you cheat! is that soooo hard? Avoid all the tears and dramas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If you cant decide, you're not &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;even half a MAN&lt;/span&gt;. So dont get into a relationship yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;SIMPLE Rules people. It's a no brainer and you can figure that out before you can figure out pi = 3.142&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; p/s: sorry Miss Bee. i dont know why am i so worked up about this.. xD &lt;em&gt;randomness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-5190323483844182260?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/5190323483844182260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=5190323483844182260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5190323483844182260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5190323483844182260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-honey-im-not-blind.html' title='well, honey. Im not blind.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-963608641840829843</id><published>2009-08-13T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T04:21:26.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's not going to MTV World Stage?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Me. sad old bloody&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 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/1649886229290419096-963608641840829843?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/963608641840829843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=963608641840829843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/963608641840829843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/963608641840829843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/08/guess-whos-not-going-to-mtv-world-stage.html' title='Guess who&apos;s not going to MTV World Stage?'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-2143363307438967861</id><published>2009-08-10T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T06:32:40.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People, i might have glaucoma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I went for a second opinion on my eye on Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Turns out that i dont need the steroids. Screw Maxitrol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;The ophtalmologist said that the blood clot will go away in about 3 weeks and it's nothing big. But Maxitrol is. I went on a series of eye tests and let me tell you, it is NOT fun. Its scary and painful, even. I went on the basic machine test, the one where you can see a distant parachute, yeah THAT and the nurse's is like "Bukak mata besar sikit". My sister's laughing her ass off and she's clearly enjoying THAT. I have small eyes. Deal with it. And oh, that is not the first time i got that remark. So she went and pulled my eyelids wide. I dont know what she applied on her hand but it stings my eye. So anyway, the opthalmologist tested my vision and stuff. She checked my eyeball and its long (duh, im nearsighted) and my optic nerve appears to be a little bit tilted but she said its normal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Then, my dad asked her to take my eye ball pressure (yes, they have special machines for that) This is the scary one. She drops a drop of some flourescent yellow god-knows-what on a thin film of something that resembles Post-it flags (the ones i have on my Sejarah textbook-OHHH YES.), pulled my eye (bags? the one below) and slap them in. On both eyes of course. She said it will hurt a bit but that is sooo not true. It HURTS ALOT. why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt; i) the doctor lied so that she doesnt scare the shit out of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt; ii) patients always exaggerate a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Then my eye went on this jelly moment. My eye felt like comeone poured konyakku on my eyeballs and it fells weird to roll my eyeball. She like that's what you call numb, nuthead! She used her oh-my-god-its-so-cool-its-like-some-gadget-from-a-sci-fi-movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;with a blue laser pen and touch my eyeballs. EEKS. She was coming on with the blue laser and i was moving away from the blue laser. She took three readings on my left, which means that thing touched my eyeball thrice! and on my right. My right was 20 (Pascal? lol, i dont know) and the left was 28, which is relatively high and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt;. I told her it might be the steroids i've been applying and she told me to come back in three weeks to check in my maybe-glaucoma left eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;SCREW MAXITROL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Glaucoma is the name for a group of eye diseases that damage the &lt;a href="http://health.yahoo.com/vision-overview/optic-nerve/healthwise--tp10377.html"&gt;optic nerve&lt;/a&gt;. The optic nerve, which carries information from the eye to the brain, is in the back of the eye. When the nerve is damaged, you can lose your vision.&lt;br /&gt;At first, people with glaucoma lose side (peripheral) vision. But if the disease is not treated, vision loss may get worse. This can lead to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;total blindness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; over time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;What causes glaucoma?&lt;br /&gt;Damage to the optic nerve is often caused by increased pressure in the eye (intraocular pressure). This can happen when extra fluid builds up in the eye, such as when the eye makes too much fluid or does not drain well. But some cases of glaucoma aren't caused by increased pressure. In these cases, the cause may not be found.&lt;br /&gt;You can get glaucoma after an eye injury, after eye surgery, or because of an eye tumor.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some medicines (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://health.yahoo.com/vision-overview/corticosteroids/healthwise--stc123754.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;corticosteroids&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;) that are used to treat other diseases may cause glaucoma. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Source: (i am not that smart!)- Yahoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-2143363307438967861?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/2143363307438967861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=2143363307438967861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/2143363307438967861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/2143363307438967861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/08/people-i-might-have-glaucoma.html' title='People, i might have glaucoma'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-1288094438794098317</id><published>2009-08-10T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T06:01:10.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just because you can doesnt mean you should.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Its the first day of school after 1 week plus of nothingness, lazyness, teleness, and rustyness is NOT FUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Firstly, i woke up at 6.47am (YES.) and rested my head on the pillow for a bit until my sis went all ADELEEEEEE! and i really hate people shouting, talking even in the morning that breaks the serene, and peaceful morning. Then i hit the showers to find that i forgot to on the heater and hence, my wake up call. I look at the mirror but to see nothing because my eyes arent open yet. Then when i finally do, i grabbed my toothbrush to rinse it and when i almost find the strength to squeeze the toothpaste, it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; my toothbrush. I had to start the entire process of rinsing the toothbrush and squeezing the toothpaste out again. After dressing up, i couldnt find my usual hair tie or any pins. WTH? So i &lt;em&gt;chin-chaily&lt;/em&gt; took some retarded hair tie that is left there and tie my hair into a not so neat ponytail. Since the new clips(from my sister's stash of course) were downstairs, i was too lazy to climb up and down so i went and took my dad's Paul Mitchell hair gel and slap it on my hair. After securing everything wobbly, i had to open the toilet door again to wash my hand. It is probably faster going downstairs to get the clips but what the heck. My hair's all gelled! I sniffed my blankie (&lt;em&gt;oh, the sweet joy of sleeping&lt;/em&gt;) and went downstairs for breakfast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;On with better things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;i had headache in school. So, no. Monday is not good for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-1288094438794098317?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/1288094438794098317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=1288094438794098317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1288094438794098317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1288094438794098317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-because-you-can-doesnt-mean-you.html' title='just because you can doesnt mean you should.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-2608896488386436324</id><published>2009-08-07T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T08:48:45.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baby you can drive my car!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Its all my sis's fault. She played this so many times and got me humming to it! ( the hot rats- drive my car)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;There goes my 32 cals (yes, 32 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt;) burnt at the gym the other day. Ans the fat burnt in the steam room and sauna. *sigh* im eating this plate of &lt;em&gt;char kuay teow&lt;/em&gt; while typing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;One week of hols is up and i gotta bring it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Just curious- will a school be closed down again if there IS another case? =xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;its soo hard to get my rusty ass moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;By the way, anyone has tickets to MTV World Stage? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;BRING ME WITH YOU&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TAKE ME WITH YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;...Estranged =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;...All American rejects =(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;... Kasabian =((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;....Pixie Lott =(((((((((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-2608896488386436324?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/2608896488386436324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=2608896488386436324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/2608896488386436324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/2608896488386436324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-you-can-drive-my-car.html' title='baby you can drive my car!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-9137216935363085082</id><published>2009-08-05T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:47:26.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>snorts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Okay, its wednesday and i havent done a single thing that i planned to. The pile of homework is still there, untouched. I would have done it weeks ago if im the old me. I've been cutting myself some slack, perhaps too much slack, and this lackadasical attitude of mine is so taking over. Whatever happened to my inner geek?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i Sooo gotta channel my inner ultimate geek and be REALLY NERDY. *snort*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366490765310902050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/Snma6wzFPyI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EX1yH5rSt0U/s400/nerdy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366490316575595634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SnmagpIP3HI/AAAAAAAAAHY/dHfYpe19WEY/s400/nerd1.jpg" border="0" /&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/1649886229290419096-9137216935363085082?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/9137216935363085082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=9137216935363085082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/9137216935363085082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/9137216935363085082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/08/snorts.html' title='snorts'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/Snma6wzFPyI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EX1yH5rSt0U/s72-c/nerdy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-75871662619375706</id><published>2009-08-03T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T05:25:04.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our love's the perfect crime.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Today, i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;1. Drove (yay me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;2. WANTED to go to Balok beach but some idiot who &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; he knew where the place is dont really know. We ended up at " Swiss garden"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;3. was duped by another idiot saying that the hotel is Swiss Garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;4. Ate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;5. Sang to Pixie Lott, MGMT, All american Rejects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;6. Online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;7. Slept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;8. Did my physics module&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;9. laughed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;10. am bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Aint life a bitch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-75871662619375706?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/75871662619375706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=75871662619375706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/75871662619375706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/75871662619375706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-loves-perfect-crime.html' title='Our love&apos;s the perfect crime.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-754546691270724624</id><published>2009-07-31T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:37:31.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She'll be alright.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;just not tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;My eye condition is getting somewhat scary! The white part of my left eye now have little blotches of blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And look at what i discovered from reading the pamplet of the prescribed drug to keep my eye sterile that the doctor gave me (lol, i was buying myself some time because i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; applying stuff on my eye):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Neomycin Sulphate is considered active against the following microorganisms:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Staphylococcus aureus&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Corybacterium diphteria&lt;/em&gt; and some impossible to pronounce names.. blah blah.. Warnings: prolonged use may result in &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;glaucoma&lt;/span&gt;, with the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;damage to the optic nerve&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;defects in visual acuity&lt;/span&gt; and fields of vision and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;posterior subcapsular cataract formation&lt;/span&gt;, suppress the host response and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;increase hazard of the secondary ocular infections&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;They expect me to drop poison to my eye every four hours. =((((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;okay, gonna go take my meds and poison myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-754546691270724624?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/754546691270724624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=754546691270724624&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/754546691270724624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/754546691270724624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/07/shell-be-alright.html' title='She&apos;ll be alright.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-7154127726373629227</id><published>2009-07-30T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T07:08:39.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gone, goin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;just when you think the H1N1 epidemic hitting my school is bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I went to school today to take my physics quiz paper and i went back straight after. I have a little bit of phelgm this morning but when i was at school, i had runny nose and headache. WTH? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;So, i went back, watched Im a celebrity, get me out of here and Janice im-a-diva Dickinson ratting about something, did my chemistry paper and slept for a bit. When i woke up, around 2.45 for Miss Ong's , i saw the top part of my sclera (white, opaque part of your eye) was bloody, not so much of  bloodshot but i mean bloody. like my eye is bleeding. I got sooooo freaked and was crying my eyeballs out calling my dad and all. but the doc's was filled with people with masks (scary!) so i left and returned after tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Apparently, my conjuctiva tore and the veins broke about 2 to 3 days ago. It happens when you scratched your eye, vomit severely and coughing really badly. Since it was on top, i didnt really notice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I was still teary about it while waiting. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Then around dinner, my dad (and my entire family)laughed at me. Cant a gal be worried about her eye? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Since my school's closed for a week, i need to find me something to do or i'll be bored to death! (I already died on Tuesday when im quarantined) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-7154127726373629227?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/7154127726373629227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=7154127726373629227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/7154127726373629227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/7154127726373629227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/07/gone-goin.html' title='gone, goin.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-8225725559158969224</id><published>2009-07-27T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T05:33:08.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarantined</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What to do when you're quarantined at the school hall while waiting for the frivolously late nurses to arrive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. watch Syurga Cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2. watch some old depressing Michael Jackson video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3. watch a pepsi advertisement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4. watch Twilight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That is what i did while im kept captive-okay, detained in the school hall for the entire day due to the H1N1 epidemic. Its just a mild sorethroat people! Rumours has it that 4 people from my school is positive but the statement is denied by my school. BUT- the nurses told us if we're sick, we gotta tell the doctors that we're from a H1N1 infected location. Truths overlapping? FISHY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; But anyway, i got a 7 day off MC along with Ann Bee, Syahrul, Alif, Kevin, Stephen and Suresh (who's probably enjoying life right now) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;OMG. okay, my mom is feeding me with vitamins and fruits now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Since we're not welcomed at school, we're having a H1N1 study group tomorrow. (LOL!) and G.I. JOE!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;no kidding. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363115459866133874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 6px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 18px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/Sm2dGIK6BXI/AAAAAAAAAHI/8qDPzCBFJic/s400/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363116901286050450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 327px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/Sm2eaB4MepI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qcAckeF_dGM/s400/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;" &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The most important thing in a relationship is the relationship you have with yourself because you're the only one who's gonna be with yourself through the ups and downs&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diane von Frustenberg.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Gotta love that woman!&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/1649886229290419096-8225725559158969224?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/8225725559158969224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=8225725559158969224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/8225725559158969224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/8225725559158969224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/07/quarantined.html' title='Quarantined'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/Sm2dGIK6BXI/AAAAAAAAAHI/8qDPzCBFJic/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-2745064034943345905</id><published>2009-07-19T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T06:25:45.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>little boots</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I was at The Curve the other day and they have this interactive directory (the one you can type in the name of the place and they'll tell you where to go instead of looking at the complicated maps on every floor-who understands them anyway?) and guess what my sis typed in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt; SEARCH:  Hot Ang moh lang ( white people)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt; SEARCH: Irish men. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-2745064034943345905?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/2745064034943345905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=2745064034943345905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/2745064034943345905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/2745064034943345905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-boots.html' title='little boots'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-5879176410426703002</id><published>2009-07-13T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T01:53:24.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTENTION BITCHES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Do not bitch until you get your facts right. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-5879176410426703002?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/5879176410426703002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=5879176410426703002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5879176410426703002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5879176410426703002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/07/attention-bitches.html' title='ATTENTION BITCHES!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-5571691060581343676</id><published>2009-07-13T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T01:42:37.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>monday blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i really should be doing my essay right now but a little post wont hurt. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i am so un-hyper today. Guess that im used to the Pissa timetable. Since we have food at every 2 hour intervals, im starving the whole entire day. And  my brain shuts down at 12noon (lunch time!) lol. Great, now the headache!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;okay, why am i here again? ESSAY! right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-5571691060581343676?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/5571691060581343676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=5571691060581343676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5571691060581343676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5571691060581343676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/07/monday-blues.html' title='monday blues'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-974441204095149446</id><published>2009-07-11T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T05:27:31.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Ad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SliDdXxToNI/AAAAAAAAAHA/nokkLoXwfY0/s1600-h/Pissa+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357176297377472722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SliDdXxToNI/AAAAAAAAAHA/nokkLoXwfY0/s400/Pissa+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; This is CUTE little &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ad&lt;/span&gt;. Kevin's new pet! We got it for his birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And yes, SMART is on a bunny craze right now. (check Megan "Maggi" Rabbit!)&lt;br /&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/1649886229290419096-974441204095149446?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/974441204095149446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=974441204095149446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/974441204095149446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/974441204095149446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-ad.html' title='Little Ad!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SliDdXxToNI/AAAAAAAAAHA/nokkLoXwfY0/s72-c/Pissa+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-5032234955117541455</id><published>2009-07-10T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T08:39:19.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>belated post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;With the cash i spent on the lame IU, i can actually buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-70% off Apepazza sandals at KLCC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-2 gladiator sandals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-3 Ipanema Seed Collection sandals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-a pair of Topshop jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- about 2 ll bean bags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-a pair of heels from Nine West&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- approximately 3 Dive tees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-and alot moree! =(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but i'll trade all of that for MISS JUN, MISS BEE and MISS NAD =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pics will be uploaded later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-5032234955117541455?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/5032234955117541455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=5032234955117541455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5032234955117541455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5032234955117541455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/07/belated-post.html' title='belated post'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-6030433075161316783</id><published>2009-07-03T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:49:27.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/Sk23zVG-YQI/AAAAAAAAAG4/SpdIdJ6LKKw/s1600-h/15s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354137624480997634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/Sk23zVG-YQI/AAAAAAAAAG4/SpdIdJ6LKKw/s400/15s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/Sk228K1CezI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1NTJ1GdiVv8/s1600-h/rbr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354136676828609330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/Sk228K1CezI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1NTJ1GdiVv8/s400/rbr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;My little home for 4 days! Im gonna swim till my arms are SORE! and watch sunrise and build sandcastles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;HELL FRIGGIN' YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;*PICTURES COURTESY OF RBR&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/1649886229290419096-6030433075161316783?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/6030433075161316783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=6030433075161316783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6030433075161316783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6030433075161316783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/07/yay.html' title='yay!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/Sk23zVG-YQI/AAAAAAAAAG4/SpdIdJ6LKKw/s72-c/15s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-159482430388353888</id><published>2009-07-03T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:33:35.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku sehelai baju oren.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aku sehelai baju oren. Aku dilahirkan di sebuah kilang yang besar. Aku diperbuat daripada 100% polyester dan tubuhku berlubang-lubang. Aku bersaiz L supaya pelajar-pelajar dari semua saiz dapat memakai aku apabila mereka ingin keluar kelas sewaktu P&amp;amp;P. Aku mula bersekolah pada hari selasa. Adik-adikku di menengah rendah berwarna "flourescent yellow". Ramai yang kata bahawa aku menyerupai baju JKR, manakala adik-adikku menyerupai baju MPK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pada mulanya aku berasa bangga kerana ada seorang perempuan bodoh berbangsa cina memperagakan aku. Tetapi senyumannya sinis. Rupa-rupanya dia mentertawakan aku. Begitu juga dengan semua pelajar di dalam kelasnya. Hatiku berasa sungguh sedih dan pilu. Hatiku bagai dicincang dan digoreng. Tiada perkataan yang dapat menggambarkan  perasaan aku ini. Kenapakah mereka tidak ingin memakai aku? Adakah aku hodoh? Persoalan-persoalan tersebut sering berlegar-legar di mindaku. Riwayat aku belum tamat. Aku akan terus berkhidmat walaupun khidmat aku tidak diperlukan. PAKAILAH AKU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;p/s: gambarku akan dimuat turunkan apabila aku cam-whore nanti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-159482430388353888?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/159482430388353888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=159482430388353888&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/159482430388353888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/159482430388353888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/07/aku-sehelai-baju-oren.html' title='Aku sehelai baju oren.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-7411277097879498928</id><published>2009-07-03T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:23:20.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flag Day 09!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;What do you do when people ask for donations (nicely!)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Here's the reaction that we got at TC and Pelindung housing area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 malay gals staring.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Us: Hi, we're from St John. Would you mind donating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Reaction 1 Gal 1: *smiles* engkau engkau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;                Gal 2: eh eh, engkaula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;                Gal3: *awkward smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;People, just say NO THANKS! it's not that HARD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunty by the sidewalk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Reaction 2: *scared smile* errr (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;quickly grabs her handbag and hug it tight&lt;/span&gt;) err... tak nak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mamat-mamat walking at the bridge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Reaction 3: im hairy. (i dont know which part) Okay, i think he meant im in a hurry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;....at kevin's housing area.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;maid outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Reaction 4: maid: *shouts* ehh, kawan u ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;                owner (uncle): Dia bawak lori ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;                maid: tak tahu. kawan u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;                owner: biar dia lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;                maid: *im-lying-smile* tuan &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tak ader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;she's so insulting my intelligence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;fatty cellulitey aunty (with a huge heavy pouch on her waist p/s: $$$$)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Reaction 5: actually hor, i want to start my jogging now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;woman, apa kaitan? donate and go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;There's actually one good trick to make them donate. You go like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt; me: hi, we're from St John. Would you like to donate to us? Btw, berdua-duaan adalah salah di sisi undang-undang islam and *smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;we managed to collect quite alot, thanks to the generous caucasian man and a malay aunty. =))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;As crappy as we malaysians are in donating, we had fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-7411277097879498928?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/7411277097879498928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=7411277097879498928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/7411277097879498928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/7411277097879498928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/07/flag-day-09.html' title='Flag Day 09!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-277500996066347514</id><published>2009-06-28T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T05:50:15.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I am loving this track from Zee Avi. This Malaysian lass is currently signed to Brushfire records, the same one under Jack Johnson.  Not bad huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352359335851108978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SkdmdTumqnI/AAAAAAAAAGo/SEDdXtwv8wM/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&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/1649886229290419096-277500996066347514?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/277500996066347514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=277500996066347514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/277500996066347514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/277500996066347514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/06/bitter-heart.html' title='Bitter heart.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SkdmdTumqnI/AAAAAAAAAGo/SEDdXtwv8wM/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-8834109124389073197</id><published>2009-06-28T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T05:42:03.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Megan Fox.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Like no one knows already, i am obsessed with Megan Fox. As bi as i sound, im not. (but you'll never know =x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;wanted to watch transfomers yesterday but all the tickets were sold out. Grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Desperate, we settled with Drag Me To Hell.  x))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;It's been a while since i did a movie review. So anyway, here you go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;" One hell of an old women", &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;" Buttons! ",&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; NADIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;" Ewwwwwwwwww" &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AMALEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;" What The Fuck?" &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;KEVIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;The movie's pretty okay. It's grosser than scary though. Some of the part makes no sense but it's downright disgusting. I mean, the old women wont die after she had two staples stapled on her eye and forehead. Best revenge when someone staples your eye? &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You TAKE THEIR BUTTONS&lt;/span&gt;! xD sorry, i seriously cant help but to laugh at this part. Actually, we were the ONLY four laughing our heads off. Although, in certain scenes, they guys jumped a bit. Which was HILARIOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;But the ending gave me goosebumps so, its a so-so horror movie. Scares you when you're watching and you'll forget about it a minute later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;By the way, did anyone notice the fat she-man working at GSC for a while now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;She/he's either the ticket teller or the popcorn person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;yeah. Her. Him. Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Is he/she like a guy or a gal? Nad and i tried looking for her/his secondary sexual characteristics (ie: BOOBS) but she's just really fat. Adams Apple? Couldnt find his neck. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;p/s: i think i have a crush on the starbucks barista. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-8834109124389073197?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/8834109124389073197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=8834109124389073197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/8834109124389073197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/8834109124389073197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/06/megan-fox.html' title='Megan Fox.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-5926819061257698104</id><published>2009-06-22T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T05:16:58.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vicious is back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;People people, take a deep breath! My dad peeped at my english essay i typed out. GRR.. I left my pendrive at my grandma's so i saved the document on the desktop instead. HE READ MY BAD REMAKE OF GOSSIP GIRL ESSAY (mid term exam's essay) and what's worse? HE ASKED MY MOM TO READ IT. i dont know why but i dont like people (especially family) reading my essay. THEY TELL ALOT about me. Essays i mean. But, drumrolls please~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;THEY TOLD MY 20YEAR OLD SISTER TO READ IT( fresh out of collage sis). They say it's and i quote " first class!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;*bangga bangga bangga*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;This is a brag post x)))))))))))). Love it or hate it i dont give a shyt about anything anymore. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;P/s: my cousin's blog. With my ugly kiddie pics in it. Where does she find all these anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.g-n-i-v.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.g-n-i-v.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-5926819061257698104?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/5926819061257698104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=5926819061257698104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5926819061257698104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5926819061257698104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/06/vicious-is-back.html' title='vicious is back!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-1002144585743097467</id><published>2009-06-20T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T20:44:46.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i need an undo button in my life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;THINGS THAT CANNOT BE UNDONE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;1. change your additional maths marks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;2. telling people to eff off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;3. dark circles below the eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;4. making a stupid decision because you&lt;strong&gt; thought&lt;/strong&gt; you'd be better off.(but you're not)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;im really bored and depressed. Later peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-1002144585743097467?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/1002144585743097467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=1002144585743097467&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1002144585743097467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1002144585743097467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-need-undo-button-in-my-life.html' title='i need an undo button in my life!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-8219698912098099195</id><published>2009-06-15T06:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T06:45:47.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i LOVE this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SjZPznCO_VI/AAAAAAAAAGg/yRkEDw1yz9g/s1600-h/th_juicy-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347549355619319122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SjZPznCO_VI/AAAAAAAAAGg/yRkEDw1yz9g/s400/th_juicy-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SjZPucUF0iI/AAAAAAAAAGY/S7BML4St05g/s1600-h/th_juicy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347549266842079778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SjZPucUF0iI/AAAAAAAAAGY/S7BML4St05g/s400/th_juicy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SjZPpEEiLYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/f62dinwe2fo/s1600-h/th_Juicy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347549174435032450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SjZPpEEiLYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/f62dinwe2fo/s400/th_Juicy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SjZPjBBT8dI/AAAAAAAAAGI/bVj3LZlfwOY/s1600-h/th_Ed_Hardy-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347549070536995282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SjZPjBBT8dI/AAAAAAAAAGI/bVj3LZlfwOY/s400/th_Ed_Hardy-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SjZPbVwn_xI/AAAAAAAAAGA/UAjanm0ieII/s1600-h/th_5ade3f33984bc8ba493cf3a325c91c391.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347548938665197330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SjZPbVwn_xI/AAAAAAAAAGA/UAjanm0ieII/s400/th_5ade3f33984bc8ba493cf3a325c91c391.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i dont know why they laughed at Zac Efron's tee saying that he's a K-Fed wannabe. ITS Ed Hardy baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will &lt;em&gt;some people&lt;/em&gt; buy me a juicy someday? *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1649886229290419096-8219698912098099195?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/8219698912098099195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=8219698912098099195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/8219698912098099195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/8219698912098099195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-this.html' title='i LOVE this.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SjZPznCO_VI/AAAAAAAAAGg/yRkEDw1yz9g/s72-c/th_juicy-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-1470017323343679750</id><published>2009-06-15T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T06:39:34.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aiyoh. HOT DAMN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SjZMW8xukFI/AAAAAAAAAFw/yqvPQjSvEEc/s1600-h/300px-1mini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347545564704575570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SjZMW8xukFI/AAAAAAAAAFw/yqvPQjSvEEc/s400/300px-1mini.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;okay, i dont know why i fell for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rob Pattinson&lt;/span&gt; when i have this! OMfgggggg he's so hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i got a lil (okay, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; crazy over him after watching Twilight: New moon trailer on MTV Movie Awards 2009 (btw, Andy Samberg, great job! Did you know this guy can rap ? Check out this song &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Lazy Sunday&lt;/span&gt;. FUNNY!) The hottie that i oogling, drooling and making myself sound cheap is Taylor Lautner! He played Jacob Black a.k.a sexy wolf. =x (baby, i still love you! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Check out his acting gig:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Summerland&lt;/span&gt; (the one with Jesse Mccartney in it?)- he played the beach boy. Dont laugh poeple, actors always start small, right Taylorkins? *batting eyelashes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Danny Phantom&lt;/span&gt; (yes, the cartoon on Cartoon Network- Dont ask how i know this) as Young Blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3.&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The adventures of Shark Boy and Lava Girl in 3D&lt;/span&gt;- he played Shark boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Okay, his resume is not THAT impressive but he's hot. so who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347548086665998786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SjZOpv0L8cI/AAAAAAAAAF4/66KSAkfYJEk/s400/180px-Empire9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; GRR. sexy. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-1470017323343679750?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/1470017323343679750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=1470017323343679750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1470017323343679750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/1470017323343679750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/06/aiyoh-hot-damn.html' title='aiyoh. HOT DAMN!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SjZMW8xukFI/AAAAAAAAAFw/yqvPQjSvEEc/s72-c/300px-1mini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-7416479987036729911</id><published>2009-06-15T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T05:40:34.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i am depressed, oh-so-very-sad, mad, pissed, angry, frustrated, depressedddddd, frustratedddddddd, self- destructive, annoyed, mad, frustrated, emo, depresseddddddd, annoyed, sad, very very sad, so extremely sad, very very very depressed, sooooo freaking depressed, sooooo freaking frustrated with my ADDITIONAL MATHS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'll be a happier person if i scored higher( duh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;=(((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;im gonna go now. And  self relflect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;p/s: emoest post ever or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-7416479987036729911?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/7416479987036729911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=7416479987036729911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/7416479987036729911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/7416479987036729911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='=(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((('/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-6896044471299553145</id><published>2009-05-28T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T06:42:06.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shake the glitter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Not just yet. Since the mid year's over (finally!) i've been googling here and there and look what i found! DIABLO CODY'S BLOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *angel's choir*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yes, THE Diablo Cody.  The amazing women who worte the amazing Juno. Anyway her link can be found somewhere here ====&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway, will be back in a bit. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-6896044471299553145?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/6896044471299553145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=6896044471299553145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6896044471299553145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6896044471299553145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/05/shake-glitter.html' title='shake the glitter!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-6777087549764708227</id><published>2009-05-08T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:51:14.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do the helen keller and talk with your hips.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i am in love with this song (quoted from 3 oh! 3, Dont trust me) i know it doesnt make sense but good songs always dont make sense x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; confuse the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;certain someone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with the title of my post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333480539485547538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 34px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SgRUSux-rBI/AAAAAAAAAFg/9SFSrCKVV8g/s400/th_a.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;date: 10 may 2009 (sunday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;time:8.00am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;venue: school field&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's is going to be one bitchin' carnival xD okay, i might have exaggerated that statement. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How much fun can it be under teacher's supervision?&lt;s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i'll be doing body art if my emcee/DJ gig/ career-for-a-day dont work out. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;p/s: The Vicious Circle will be on a hiatus until i decide to blog again or at least until the exams are over.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333480920497804498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SgRUo6KYVNI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4lyNz_tfbAc/s400/th_smiley-1.gif" border="0" /&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/1649886229290419096-6777087549764708227?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/6777087549764708227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=6777087549764708227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6777087549764708227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6777087549764708227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-helen-keller-and-talk-with-your-hips.html' title='do the helen keller and talk with your hips.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SgRUSux-rBI/AAAAAAAAAFg/9SFSrCKVV8g/s72-c/th_a.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-4170253259932905326</id><published>2009-04-18T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T05:57:22.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i fake a smile so he wont see.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Quick recap people.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I watched Jangan Tegur (yes, a malay movie) and Fast and Furious 4 in a row on sunday. And i have to say, the cop (chris walker, i think) is &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;HAWT~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Drained all my cash on bowling. *sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Monday, i cut a chicken heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Tuesday, i killed another frog &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOR EDUCATIONAL PURPOSES&lt;/span&gt;. =) (okay, forgive me god for i have sinned. AGAIN) but it was soo fun okay. i did liposuction on the frog as well.*grins* and cut the intestine to two and there were worms everywhere. GROSS and the rectum, no details will be shared. xD and i poked the lungs when the chloroform is wearing off. i know you must be thinking that im mean, but the frog is going to die anyway, might as well get the best from it &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;right right right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Amalen and Kevin actually took the entire jaw out and dug out the eyeballs. and snip it into half. All hail the Saint of No Frog Eyeball Juice on My Face.i was just beside them! They got &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of them on their faces when the juice squirts out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I didnt take any pictures but i have some from last year. My dad recently sent my comp to the technician and he kept on staring at this pic. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING: FOR THOSE WITH A FAINT HEART, AVERT YOUR GAZES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326049128542989122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SentdrsVa0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/mWrgSLqvM0M/s400/DSC03370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Wednesday, help out with the school magazine photoshoot (it sounds so much more glamorous in english. LOL. in bm, it's just &lt;em&gt;sesi penggambaran&lt;/em&gt; ). well, not exactly, i just rested my bum on the chair and commented on people. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Im excited about the area camp next week. I'll be back looking like a&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; lobster red sun worshipper. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-4170253259932905326?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/4170253259932905326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=4170253259932905326&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/4170253259932905326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/4170253259932905326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-fake-smile-so-he-wont-see.html' title='i fake a smile so he wont see.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SentdrsVa0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/mWrgSLqvM0M/s72-c/DSC03370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-5578132889802327557</id><published>2009-04-02T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:09:10.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>coldest story ever told.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SdW19T9430I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/H34loYZFymQ/s1600-h/808+and+hearteaches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320358599744610114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SdW19T9430I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/H34loYZFymQ/s400/808+and+hearteaches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;808 and heartache. BEST ALBUM EVER FROM KANYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;This week is not a very good week for me. Stomachache for 4 freaking days, bad grades and a lot of depressing moments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I did my ULBS today and im glad that is over. I kept laughing, and im not sure why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Surprise surprise, i got an A1 for my sejarah paper. That is totally insane, the least expected subject to get an A1. Other subjects are sad and depressing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Oh well, life must go on. xD such a drama queen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I better get geeky, nerdy and improvise on techniques to "LIHAT SEBELAH"&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/1649886229290419096-5578132889802327557?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/5578132889802327557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=5578132889802327557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5578132889802327557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5578132889802327557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/04/coldest-story-ever-told.html' title='coldest story ever told.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SdW19T9430I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/H34loYZFymQ/s72-c/808+and+hearteaches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-7153485671167404272</id><published>2009-03-30T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T06:11:45.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SMILE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SdC4MkwrLqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/6502rNktWsg/s1600-h/P3300277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318953686090329762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SdC4MkwrLqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/6502rNktWsg/s320/P3300277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This picture is inspired by my happiness. LOL. kidding! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I dont know why im this hyper despite the fact that i got a 72 (B2) for chemistry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and some effing (like for real !) silly mistakes in physics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;GOD, PLEASE LET ME GET AT LEAST 80. PLEASEEEEEE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;p/s: the pic cute hor? =x it's the first time my younger sis my drawing's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;okay, i know im cute and my the drawing is cute. Before i bore everyone with my cuteness, toodles! &lt;s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;kidding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-7153485671167404272?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/7153485671167404272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=7153485671167404272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/7153485671167404272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/7153485671167404272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/03/smile.html' title='SMILE!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/SdC4MkwrLqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/6502rNktWsg/s72-c/P3300277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-4397416547851402048</id><published>2009-03-27T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T01:01:03.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED by Aaron.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;100 Truths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;001. Real Name: Adele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;002. Nickname(s): Ad, Adele, Dell etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;003. Age: 16+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;004. Horoscope: Scorpitarrius (im in the middle xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;005. Gender: female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;006. Elementary: Mgs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;007. Primary School: Mgs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;008. Secondary School: SMK Abdul Rahman Talib&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;009. College: none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;010. Hair Colour: Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;011. Hair Length: mid-length&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;012. Loud or Quiet: LOUDDDD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;013. Sweats or Jeans : yer, SHORTS! more comfy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;014. Phone or Camera: BOTH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;015. Health Freak: A lil bit. i try to go organic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;016. Drink or Smoke: drink. SMOKING IS GROSS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone: YEPPPP.. =) robert pattinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;018. Eat or Drink: Both!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;019. Piercings: ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;020. Tattoos: PERMANENT TATOOS are gross. im gonna get a temporary one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;021. Social or Anti-Social: Social!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;022. Righty or lefty: Righty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;023. First piercing: ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;024. First relationship: a few years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;025. First Best Friend: Wen Jun and Ann Bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;26. First Award: primary, choral speaking. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;027. First Kiss: i gave it to little anne (who doesnt even talk!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;028. First Pet: Hamster. dead after a few days. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;029. First Big Vacation: Dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;030. First Love at first sight: i do believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;031. First Big Birthday:DUnno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;032. First Surgery: No, and hopefully never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;033. First sport you joined: Softball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This or That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;034. Orange or Apple juice: Apple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;035. Rock or Rap: rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;036. Country or Screamo: both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;037. NSYNC or Backstreet boys: neither!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;038. Britney spears or Christina Aguilera: both are okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;039. Night or Day: both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;040. Sun or Moon: Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;041. TV or Internet: both xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;042. Playstation or xbox: XBOX. but i want a blackberry! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;043. Kiss or hug: Dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;044. Iguana or turtle: Turtle! iguanas are scary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;045. Spider or bee: neither.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;046. Fall or spring: Spring! they have nicer clothes this season. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;047. Limewire or iTunes: dunno. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;048. Soccer or baseball: dont care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;049. Eating: none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;050. Drinking: none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;051. Excitement level: okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;052. I'm about to: go to tuition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;053. Listening to: Jesse Mccartney feat Ludacris How Do you Sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;054. Plan for today: do nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;055. Waiting for: nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;056. Energy Level: sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;057. Thinking of someone: Sure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;058. Want kids : yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;059. Want to get married?: Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;060. When?: When im done with my bacherlorette life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;061. How many kids do you want: 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;062. Any name on the mind: so soon? no way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;063. What did you want to do: Do what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;065. Mellow future or wild: a lil bit of both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;066. Something you would never try: eating poop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;067. When do you want to die: Dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Which is the better in the boy/girl you like(in the future)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;068. Lips or Eyes: Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;069. Romantic or Funny?: Both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;070. Shorter or Taller?: tall (DUH?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;071. Protective or Caring?: Caring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; 072. Romantic or Spontaneous?: Both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;073. Nice Stomach or Nice Arms?: both. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;074. Sensitive or Loud?: a lil bit of both (but not too much!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;075. Hook-up or Relationship?: Relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;076. Trouble Maker or Hesitant?: dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;077. Muscular or normal: somehwere in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;078. Kissed a stranger: ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;079. Broken a bone: ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;080. Lost glasses or contacts: huh? this tag is getting weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;081. Ran away from home: nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;082. Held a gun/knife for self defence: huuhh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;083. Killed somebody: hell no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;084. Broken some one's heart: it's the past right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;085. Had your heart broken: sorry baby but its oVER. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;086. Been arrested: LOL....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;087. Cried when someone died: Who doesn't? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;088. Liked a friend more than a friend: Sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do you believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;089. Yourself: yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;090. Miracles: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;091. Love at first sight: YEs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;092. Heaven: YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;093. Santa Claus: used to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;094. Tooth Fairy: he/she owe me bigtime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;095. Kiss in the first date: depends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;096. Angels: yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Answer Truthfully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;097. Is there 1 person you want to be with right now? : DUNNO =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.098. Are you seriously happy with where you're in life now?: yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;099. Do you believe in God? : YES,YES,YES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;100. Post as 100 truths and tag 10 people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i tag no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-4397416547851402048?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/4397416547851402048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=4397416547851402048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/4397416547851402048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/4397416547851402048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged-by-aaron.html' title='TAGGED by Aaron.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-8675570729192805203</id><published>2009-03-27T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T00:22:36.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bright yellow things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i am so in love with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yellow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyway, im so glad that my exams and asean is over and to be blogging again. My verdict for my exam results will be CRAPPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So, i just got a phone call from my friend saying im the Assistant of The Editor-in-Chief (i hope my translation is correct) of the school magazine. I SOOOO don't believe her but we'll see what happens tomorrow. Or is it an evil plot to get me to go to school tomorrow? (it's kinda hard to get me to go to school on a Saturday) and should i join Kuiz Sejarah? It'll be clashing bigtime with my mid year examinations but ... haih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh oh, i was in my school cyber cafe the other day and i saw xoxoADELExoxo appear on the search engine. People are actually searching for my old blog? Two words come to mind. DAMN. PROUD .. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Earth Day thingy is tomorrow and i hope all of you reading this is gonna support it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8.30-9.30pm  tomorrow! switch off your lights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;( and we go TC, want? )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Although, i must say that this programme is kind of like a publicity stunt. i mean GETTING ALL THE CELEBS to do the commercial? a waste of time and money. Just advertise it and make the ad short, sweet and has an impact on the people watching it instead of the celebrities. I know this is some sort of awareness thing (and im sure it's working) but WWF got to come up with new solutions to save planet Earth. I didnt support you guys for SWITCHING OFF the lights for an hour! What about getting everyone to plant a tree or something that will cool down the earth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-8675570729192805203?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/8675570729192805203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=8675570729192805203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/8675570729192805203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/8675570729192805203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/03/bright-yellow-things.html' title='bright yellow things.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-3305895069387937615</id><published>2009-03-19T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T06:37:48.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG i've been blogging everyday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;God knows what happened to my Twitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt; Anyway, i just got the news &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(yes, im always the last to know)&lt;/span&gt; that there will be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;scrabble competition this year. Sad. Should have spend more time with you guys last year instead of shopping =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hopefully we'll meet up or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I have 5 hours and 30 minutes of add maths tomorrow. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-3305895069387937615?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/3305895069387937615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=3305895069387937615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3305895069387937615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3305895069387937615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg-ive-been-blogging-everyday.html' title='OMG i&apos;ve been blogging everyday.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-621604757917384986</id><published>2009-03-18T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:42:36.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The thing about boybands is..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Remember those days when Nsync, Backstreetboys, Boyzone and Westlife were in? and you used to know every word to their songs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Yeah, those were the LAME days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Surprise surprise, New Kids On The Block and Take That is still in. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;There had been a lot of Asian boybands coming up and im shocked to know that their songs actually reach NO1 in the charts! (the only time i listen to the was when im in Form 2 and i have really bad taste back then)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;i turned to Channel V the other day and im horrified with this band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lollipop (Bang Bang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- The video i saw was them running at the beach, having so much FUN eating Ramen. Ramen is one of my favourite food but i NEVER had THAT much fun eating ramen. Lame!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and Lollipop, really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314435164422592850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/ScCqn_1A2VI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1hh35KeDWKw/s320/1_bang2_tang__20_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314434823268941938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/ScCqUI7pQHI/AAAAAAAAADw/cjMEi6wwv0Q/s320/bang+bang+tang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bobo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;okay, just which person in their right mind name their band BOBO? it's like a FEMALE DOG's name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314435694861436242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/ScCrG33fRVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/nRIR6s3PWGM/s320/bobo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Super juniors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;the pictures says it all, the pictures SAYS IT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314436904617911874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/ScCsNSj6JkI/AAAAAAAAAEY/akgAM9TYhFw/s320/Feng+Yun+Bang.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5566&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314436690139168818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/ScCsAzkMQDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LwaTQPZpbX0/s320/5566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314435937475949378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/ScCrU_rS80I/AAAAAAAAAEI/bY031CeT0s0/s320/183club.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;183 club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;look at the hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;can you believe i used to like them? EWWWWW&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DBSK/ TVXQ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just how many names does this band need?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i saw the video (Mirotic) and um um...  if i continue trashing them, a lot of people will hate me cause alot of my friends are die hards for this &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sissy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314443150606760370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/ScCx42rsebI/AAAAAAAAAEg/le6c99tKPNM/s320/DBSK.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;in case you havent notice, all Asians band are sissy and um, feminine compared to Western ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-621604757917384986?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/621604757917384986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=621604757917384986&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/621604757917384986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/621604757917384986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/03/thing-about-boybands-is.html' title='The thing about boybands is..'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/ScCqn_1A2VI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1hh35KeDWKw/s72-c/1_bang2_tang__20_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-3216137247434146633</id><published>2009-03-18T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:17:03.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>falling to pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;ignore my&lt;em&gt; jiwang&lt;/em&gt;-ness, im currently listening to The Script.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;My BM vocabulary is getting better =) thanks to my &lt;em&gt;kacip&lt;/em&gt; (right right?) i now know the meaning to &lt;em&gt;skodeng, madu, kacip&lt;/em&gt; (my fave word) and so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;Anyway, this year's scrabble competition is kinda delayed. It's always on a Saturday somewhere near March holidays and the nationals are always during the hols. Anyone have any idea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;During the holidays, i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;1) bought my very precious Apepazza &lt;strong&gt;egito dolby ciclamino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;2) tried to memorize sejarah facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;3) slept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;4) ate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;5) thought of the person which turns out to be not the person i thought he'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;6) studied physics chapter 5! exam is next week, so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;7) aimed to get into Imperial College, London. (i got brainwashed!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;8) lost 2.5kg!!! hell hell hell YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;9) bathed my stinky dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;10) gossiped =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;11) PLAN to study a little on ASEAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;12) watched Desperate Housewives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;13) am stressed out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;okay, im gonna go make myself a pot of green tea and enjoy my Zen moment (READ: eat all the carbs i see and be merry!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-3216137247434146633?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/3216137247434146633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=3216137247434146633&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3216137247434146633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3216137247434146633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/03/falling-to-pieces.html' title='falling to pieces'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-3668170010461704186</id><published>2009-03-13T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T07:37:11.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hotto windo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;That bloody word had been stuck in my head since this morning. and that slumdog millionaire's (a VERY VERY VERY good movie btw) Jai Ho .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;This week had been hectic with back to back tuitions and i have to juggle my time between Pissa, tuition, ASEAN Quiz,homework and american idol. THE worst day this week was tuesday. After Pissa which finishes around 5.30pm, i have Ann Wong and Accounts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;People, if you're kind. PLEASE KILL ME. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;I've "soul- searched" this week (okay, its actually the book i read somewhere) but anyWAY, i've decided what i want to be. I wanna major in *drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Agricultural science&lt;/span&gt;--&gt; its not just about horticulture okay..&lt;br /&gt;2. Biochemistry --&gt; interesting stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Biomedical science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;4. Dietetics and nutrition--&gt; im very health conscious *cough cough* minus the occasional, fine. &lt;s&gt;FREQUENT&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;visits to fast food chain at 11pm. i count calories okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;5. Chemical engineering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Environmental Science&lt;/span&gt;- molecular and microbial science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;7. Fashion Design--&gt; got influenced by Project Runway. i cant even draw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;8. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Genetics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; --&gt; interesting subject&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;9. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Journalism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; --&gt; something i always love. WRITING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;10. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marine biology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; --&gt; i know i said in my previous post that this sucks but imagine diving everyday, enjoying the panoramic view underwater, swimming with the great white shark, dolphines etc. AND YOU GET PAID. How awesome is that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;11. Microbiology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;12. Pharmacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i know that is alot but im giving it a little bit of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-3668170010461704186?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/3668170010461704186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=3668170010461704186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3668170010461704186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3668170010461704186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/03/hotto-windo.html' title='hotto windo'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-7645621685196162067</id><published>2009-02-27T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T05:32:32.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time crisis!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i'm totally having a time crisis (and surprisingly, im still doing this!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;When PiSSA starts, im going to have zero, nil time for anything.. It clashes with 2 of my tuitions but i'll solve that later. =) For those that already know what the programme's all about, skip the line in &lt;em&gt;itallic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;A brief intro people, PiSSA is a programme by Yayasan Pahang to populate the world with more people with straight A's in SPM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;There's 24 hours a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;- 10 hours will be spent in school (extra 2 hours each day for PiSA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;- 8 hours spent sleeping and dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;- 2 hours (average) for tuition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;- 1 hour for homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;21 hours gone!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Which leaves me with 3 hours for dinner, ASEAN Quiz, rest, Adam Lambert, MY Doggie, bathing. and no rest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh oh, speaking of &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Adam Lambert&lt;/span&gt;, is he like hot or what? He totally rocked American Idol last night with Can't Get No Satisfaction by the Rolling Stones. He look's a lil' like Joe Jonas right right right? ADAMMMMMM we belong together! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Kris is hot too. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-7645621685196162067?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/7645621685196162067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=7645621685196162067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/7645621685196162067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/7645621685196162067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-crisis.html' title='time crisis!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-6966077221942649109</id><published>2009-02-27T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T04:36:10.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>complete gibberish ( dont have to read on)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;QUICK MEALS =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;under 15 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;special java coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt; ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- instant coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- tap water (or filtered)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- 15g of sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- loads of milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- vanilla essence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Boil the water in a kettle. When the water bubbles, pour the bubbling water into a mug. Add instant coffee, sugar, milk and vanilla and stir well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;variants: add coffee,sugar,milk and vanilla first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;under 30 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;pizza!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- phonebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- $ 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- a can of Coca Cola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Open the phonebook, search under P for pizza (after O and before Q ). Dial the number and order. Pay the pizza dude when he delivers the pizza to your doorstep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;variants: try with 1.5litres of Coca Cola &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Chef's traditional home made meals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- a car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- car keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Drive to your mom's house and have her to prepare your favourite dish / have whatever she's having for dinner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOLDCHA!&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/1649886229290419096-6966077221942649109?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/6966077221942649109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=6966077221942649109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6966077221942649109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6966077221942649109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/02/complete-gibberish-dont-have-to-read-on.html' title='complete gibberish ( dont have to read on)'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-5135781362794619289</id><published>2009-02-21T05:50:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T05:59:07.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>that is some good shit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Thanks to Juno (um, not Ju-on people!) i've been &lt;s&gt;shitting alot lately&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Using the word i mean. Oh and DVD courtesy of Ummaira!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;My sis is leaving for London in a few months and i am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; jealous! She got a spot in London School of Economics! like i wanna go too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Im supposed to be studying now since exam's (or "test" like ann bee like to remind me.) next week but instead, im listening to the script and doing this! OMG. OMG i better buck up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-5135781362794619289?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/5135781362794619289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=5135781362794619289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5135781362794619289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5135781362794619289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/02/that-is-some-good-shit.html' title='that is some good shit!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-6545390194252272072</id><published>2009-02-14T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T06:25:38.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna be rich and i want lots of money!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;It has beem awhile since i did a review on music. Anyway, this will be the first (in this blog) The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus is coming to Singapore! (why do we always get the lame ones like Rihanna and Avril Lavigne? but The Ting Tings in Singapore recently and Oasis in Hong Kong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I love Guardian angel, face down, false pretense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;they rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;if you love the red jumpsuit apparatus, you'll love these too:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;1. We the kings- secret valentine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;2.We the king- skyway avenue (this song is currently on my repeat list)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;3.The ting tings- The One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;4. Lady GaGa- Poker face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;5.Gym class heroes- Cookie jar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;6. 30 seconds to mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;7.jamie scott and the town (havent heard anything new from him tho since 06? i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;8. the script&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;p/s:They are not in the same genre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;btw, while i was googling the lyrics i found this song, Vagina song by longpigs. LMAO.How um.. creative and innovative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-6545390194252272072?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/6545390194252272072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=6545390194252272072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6545390194252272072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/6545390194252272072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-wanna-be-rich-and-i-want-lots-of.html' title='i wanna be rich and i want lots of money!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-5360799238792207937</id><published>2009-02-08T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T05:16:31.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cause if you jump i will jump too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Eversince Chinese New Year's over, i'm feeling &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;lazy. I dont know how im going to catch up on all the stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;im prepared to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I dont even have an ambition now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;When i was around 6, i used to dream to be a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;cashier&lt;/span&gt;. You get to scan stuff and handle the cash register!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Later, when my mom brought me to the bank, all these tellers were stampin' away and i wanna be just like them when i grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Around 11, i wanna be a fashion designer (yes, i remember them all!) but i realized that i sucked at drawing. Then i saw Britney Spears on telly. My ambition then was to be a singer (LOL- my singing is Horrible btw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I was into music when im 13 and i wanted to be a Dj. You get to talk and talk and listen to music and you get PAID!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And then i found something better *angels singing* Video Jockey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;you get to wear nice clothes, get famous, talk, and listen to music AND you get paid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oh, i wanted to be a scientist until i realized that physics, chemistry and bio is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;SO FREAKING&lt;/span&gt; hard! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i dont know where i got this crazy idea- that i want to be a marine biologist. FYI, you need to get a PADI liscence (lol, yes its PADI). it was my dream till i ask myself this , where do i work? Aquaria KLCC?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;This sucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-5360799238792207937?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/5360799238792207937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=5360799238792207937&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5360799238792207937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/5360799238792207937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/02/cause-if-you-jump-i-will-jump-too.html' title='cause if you jump i will jump too.'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-3847034668373957229</id><published>2009-01-31T04:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T05:14:43.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absurdness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;BEHOLD! what you're about to read is totally stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i went to East Coast Mall today and the dumbest thing happened. I was at the shampoo section at Carrefour when this lady (Indian, around  50 years old) came to me. I was happy and all jumpy after having Baskin Robbins (hormones dancing in my brain!) and this is what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;INDIAN LADY : eh eh, sun block mana? sunblock!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ME: *stares. oh she's talking to me. Har? Saya tak tahu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;INDIAN LADY: apa tak tahu. sun block tak tahu ka? saya tanya kat mana?????? *uttered in complete rudeness*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ME: saya tak kerja di sini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;INDIAN LADY: saya tahu. takkan sun block pun tak tahu. APA NIIII? * in a scolding tone*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ME:*still staring and cant believe that she's scolding me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i walked away. I wasthis close to tell her " woman,you need to get laid.Oh wait,you cant cause you are too fugly" . And the hormones are not dancing anymore. And woman, KARMA is in town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-3847034668373957229?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/3847034668373957229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=3847034668373957229&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3847034668373957229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/3847034668373957229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/01/absurdness.html' title='Absurdness'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-63957083537044602</id><published>2009-01-28T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T05:38:15.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how i spent my chinese new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;My celebration has been&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; great&lt;/span&gt; (so far!) On the first day, i had &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;mcdonalds&lt;/span&gt; (since &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; restaurants are open) and i went to Hyatt to collect the CNY cake! A few relatives came and i got RED PACKETS!! i got kinda dizzy after three glasses of Bordeux. Enough with the drunken me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Second day, i woke up as &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ecstatic as ever&lt;/span&gt;! mainly because i get to wear more new clothes! i had lunch at my aunt's. The food is great and the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;income&lt;/span&gt; is great too!xD . she invited soo many people and sooo many people started giving &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ang pow&lt;/span&gt;. It's like the central ang pow station! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;i went fishing at Gelora in the evening with my cousins. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WHAT DO I GET? a&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; sexy&lt;/span&gt; tan, a sandfly bite and a wet butt!&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Remember how you used to go to the beach when you're younger and you squat down because something fascinates you and you wanna take a closer look and SPLASH! a small spot of water smears and you feel cold on your derriere (however you spell it!) . yeah that happened &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;to me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Forgive me Lord for i have sinned&lt;/span&gt;. i killed a baby fish! i finnaly caught a fish after many attempts(failures!) and when i finally caught one, the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;crab bit it and me&lt;/span&gt;. i was angry at the crab and i &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;smashed&lt;/span&gt; it. (i have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sinned&lt;/span&gt; again!) and i threw it in the water to find out that a school of fish came to eat it. Oh well, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;it deserves it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today has been the best one&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; yet&lt;/span&gt;. I played with all my cousins! and i went jungle trekking! At first i though it's at pelindung but it's not . I went in the jungle through the mini zoo &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(the old and useless zoo with no animals, remember?)&lt;/span&gt; and came out through somewhere near Hyatt.and i walked about 1 hour plus with my aunt,uncle and cousins! &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;All i smell&lt;/span&gt; is fresh air and occasionally poop, &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;all i see&lt;/span&gt; is green trees swaying from left to right, insects and spider in it's web probably waiting for some stupid insects to fall to it's trap and eat them, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;all i feel&lt;/span&gt; was the cool air against my face,&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; all i hear&lt;/span&gt; was the waves from the sea lapping, the light brushing sound of leaves and &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"Eiii, wait a munite,wait a munite (minute)"&lt;/span&gt; coming from my cousin, catching up to be the first, and his drama queen brother who went all like this " &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mummy, hold my hand . if i die you&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; also&lt;/span&gt; die&lt;/span&gt;" " i think im going to die here la.. &lt;em&gt;alamak&lt;/em&gt; so long sumore? lets go back. this place is creeeping me out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i survived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-63957083537044602?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/63957083537044602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=63957083537044602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/63957083537044602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/63957083537044602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-i-spent-my-chinese-new-year.html' title='how i spent my chinese new year'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-8322880114806727027</id><published>2009-01-24T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T05:36:45.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese new year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;YAY. New Year's in 2 days! Im gonna enjoy this&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;week of holidays (of mine anyway) and study my butt off through the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;entire 10 months&lt;/span&gt;. My dad said i can have &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;any &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;phone i want if i score in SPM (no pressure? yeah right.) it's actually a win-win thing coz &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;no freaking&lt;/span&gt; way im gonna let myself flunk my exams. im soooo getting a scholarship and im soooo going to college and sooo going overseas &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ireland&lt;/span&gt;~~~(&lt;/span&gt;determined much?) i was planning to get an &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;iphone&lt;/span&gt; but i played with it (my friend's ) and its &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dead &lt;/span&gt;annoying. its so hard to text. Blackberry's okay though (QWERTYness!) but im looking for a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;side slide&lt;/span&gt; phone WITH qwerty keypad. So im eyeing on LG Prada KE850 ( but the functions are so &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;shitty&lt;/span&gt;- tri band only. ). Xperia (sony ericsson) looks good too but i had enough of sony. The bloody phone wont last long! im going to search for a side slide blackberry (if im gonna get something out of my dad, might as well as i go &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ALL THE WAY&lt;/span&gt; right?) and maybe a camera as well.. =x if only iphone comes with a real qwerty keypad instead of a virtual one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;p/s : ann bee, im soo getting back at you since u posted my mak cik picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-8322880114806727027?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/8322880114806727027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=8322880114806727027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/8322880114806727027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/8322880114806727027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year.html' title='chinese new year!'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1649886229290419096.post-2885612409011301889</id><published>2009-01-19T05:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T05:35:32.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;My blog is getting crappier by the minute so bear with me people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;curious- what the hell is wrong with Israelis? they bomb and destroy people's life everyday and most of them are&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; INNOCENT&lt;/span&gt; children! We have more stuff to worry about (eg: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ENVIRONMENT&lt;/span&gt;- those bombs you use are emitting gases and destroying mother earth too!, Recession etc.) My prayers goes out to all of the victims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1649886229290419096-2885612409011301889?l=gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/feeds/2885612409011301889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1649886229290419096&amp;postID=2885612409011301889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/2885612409011301889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1649886229290419096/posts/default/2885612409011301889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gossipgirl-22.blogspot.com/2009/01/wtf.html' title='WTF?'/><author><name>Adele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11584720012338682244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rMqCenOHdz0/S123CteOhkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Sc7vvQfgmS8/S220/DSC05642ad_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
