<?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-12787951</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:20:08.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~beauty inside~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-8750636982826347519</id><published>2007-10-28T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T02:24:19.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is a post that i just cant refuse.&lt;br /&gt;this is also a post that i should be writing while i'm waiting for my hair to dry at 2am in the morning after i scrub the scum of my skin and scalp.&lt;br /&gt;but no. you see, at such odd hours of the day, i tend to refuse to act according to my own common sence&lt;br /&gt;even during normal bright sunny hours of the day i still refuse to do so. like when i put triple science as my first choice, yea thats an example of me not using common sence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, besides my dismay due to my stupidity and lacklusture writing technique and my totally flushed out vocabulary (blame it on the exams) i am also sad because its gonna be november&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means bye bye sec 2/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so greatful my chinese reeks. because my sucky, deplorable, laughable chinese led me to 1/3 o6. which blossomed into the awesome 2/3 which is, hah, so much better than your class.&lt;br /&gt;damn right its better than yours.&lt;br /&gt;and i know you wish you were in 2/3&lt;br /&gt;you dont get exploding lighters in your class do you??&lt;br /&gt;2/3 has just been the funnest rollercoaster ride that i have had the privelege of being on. its the kind that, at the end, you wish you didn't have to leave your seat and once you get off you'd rush back into the queue.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont think any class, or group or club or organization or whatever is gonna be as fun and warm as 2/3.&lt;br /&gt;i can only hope now that i DIDN'T get my first choice for the streaming thingie cause if i do, then i'm screwd for life and 2/3 would just be a sad phantom of the past.&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;anyway, goodbye 2/3, i learnt more than i ever thought i would from you. and i wish that we never never never had to part. but you see all 41 of us had to be smart brilliant people. so all 41 us had to be promoted. and therefore all 41 of us just cant stay with each other.&lt;br /&gt;i can only hope that the cheery and cheeky spirit of 2/3 lingers in at least half of us so that, you know, next year wont be boring shit.&lt;br /&gt;bye bye 2/3. sniff sniff. thanks for every breathing moment i had with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to joel tay kai liang. goodbye. you'll definitely be missed and it sucks that you cant stay for another 2 years. its almost unbelievable that i was once taller than you. but oh well. the next time i see you (when i say this i mean next year) you'll be looking sexy and tall in grey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bye bye soma, though you're not in 2/3 o7. you definitely look like you were cut out for it. and though you're gross, it was a pleasure getting to know you and laughing at how hilariously ridiculous you were in drama classes. i'll be seeing you looking good in grey too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bye bye brindah, though we never got the chance to be better friends, i'm still sad that you wont get to stick around longer. you can come visit me and my neighbour. cough cough. anytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm all miserable. oh well. bye bye then. gotta be up by 6!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-8750636982826347519?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/8750636982826347519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=8750636982826347519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/8750636982826347519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/8750636982826347519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-post-that-i-just-cant-refuse.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-919017901449861134</id><published>2007-07-14T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T03:59:20.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how strange...&lt;br /&gt;i'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;well, my hair's wet cause i surrender to the deadly temptation of sloth too often so i take naps that are too long and baths at the unorthodox hour of 2 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means i cant sleep. oh and i'm super moody and homicidal and irritated cause my dad wont call the plumber, my mum doesn't seem to care either and my toilet still isn't fixed. bloody pipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was blog sufing today. why? no idea. i'm suprised at myself. anyway, then i saw his name in some1's links. so i clicked on it due to my curiosity and that familiar feeling of uselessness. and there was nothing at his blog worth reading...kinda disappointing. so i went to her blog, again, curious and feeling useless. and her blog was inspiring and absolutely touching.&lt;br /&gt;it was inspiring enough to start me blogging again. though i dont see any prospect of another post soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea..so about her blog. its really sad, and i'm really really sorry abt it. and i hate sitting beside her everyday, seeing her smile but knowing she's not quite whole, wishing that i could do something or anything to help, but not knowing what to do, being too afraid to do anything, knowing i'd only make it worse, pretending to not show interest in bringing up the matter, being totally useless.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like seeing him frequently, pretending we're total strangers, that we've never met, as if our existence are just illusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the same time her blog is hopeful, indept, smart and witty. making me feel inspired, to talk, to not be a slob. and it makes me feel happy! but its a weird kind of happy. and theres alot of kinds of happy. but i cant really put a finger on what kind of happy it is. its not the YAY!! THAT IDIOTIC FAGGOT GOT SENT OUT OF THE HALL happy. or the OMG MY MOMMA BOUGHT ME A LLAMA happy. its a very suttle, almost hard to notice kind of happy and i'm pretty sure i'm not making sence right now. well, i guess it makes me happy cause its deep and beautiful not shallow and yucks like the shores of singapore beaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm feeling weird mixture of sorrow and suttle happiness. yet i feel homicidal and annoyed at the stupid toilet. curses. oh and i feel pain too cause i was playing with my teeth again and i hit something a little too hard and now my teeth and gums are stingy. oh and i'm feeling the YAY kind of happy too cause i finally cleared up my room a little and i cant remember when how longs its been since i've seen so much of my bedroom floor. oh and i feel dryer now which means i can sleep. so i'm sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-919017901449861134?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/919017901449861134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=919017901449861134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/919017901449861134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/919017901449861134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-strange.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-7263445640978643195</id><published>2007-04-28T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T23:01:18.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i haven't blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats beside the point cause IM BLOGGING NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea and now its story time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boy walked through the gate, expressionless and apathetic. Though he was accompanied by many and was not left alone, it was hard to tell if he felt any warmth. He reached the porch, where a few acquaintances stood, and waved fleetingly at them, retaining the usual nonchalant expression.&lt;br /&gt;The boy was quite successful in keeping this this cool, indifferent manner, till he saw her-the girl, standing among the insignificant others. The girl that stood eminent among the rest, though she was the last he saw. She smiled and raised her hand in cordial greeting, and he did the same, though this greeting was notably different from the former. The difference was the way that particular greeting sent warmth streaming into the boy, brimming him with such joy that he couldn't contain it, and was revealed through a wide smile, stretching across his face, causing creases above at his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Instantaneously, the boy forgot all the misfortunes that had occured during the day. His day could not be more beautiful, his life couldn't be more splendid. He led the rest of his day in a blissful which would not have taken place, if not for the smile of the the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. its a true story by the way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-7263445640978643195?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/7263445640978643195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=7263445640978643195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/7263445640978643195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/7263445640978643195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-havent-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-776167054375593407</id><published>2007-03-17T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T21:23:30.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>getting serious....&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;they dont seem to care. they seem to have forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;wait, they DONT care. but have they really forgotten?&lt;br /&gt;but i care! i care i care i care! and can and will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;but they dont seem to care that i care! they dont seem to care that i remember!&lt;br /&gt;do they?&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure they do remember. just that they dont care.&lt;br /&gt;maybe they do care but just dont show it&lt;br /&gt;maybe it seems that i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i haven't showed it. but i have!&lt;br /&gt;just that they've neglected my invites.&lt;br /&gt;and i've been inviting myself into things.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because i've changed too much&lt;br /&gt;or maybe its because i haven't changed.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just not care too.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just seemingly forget too.&lt;br /&gt;but i want to care and i want to remember.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i have to initiate.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its cause i smell.&lt;br /&gt;and they wont even read this.&lt;br /&gt;but do i want them to read this?&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should stop whining and do something abt it.&lt;br /&gt;what maybe. i SHOULD stop whining.&lt;br /&gt;ok stopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 November 2005. why the hell did that day have to come and pass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-776167054375593407?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/776167054375593407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=776167054375593407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/776167054375593407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/776167054375593407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2007/03/getting-serious.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-6376754360863154501</id><published>2007-03-14T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T16:34:26.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll cut the crap on why i haven't blogged in like nearly forever and go straight to the stuff on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st----------- I SWEAR MY ENGLISH IS SINKING TO THE STANDARDS OF AN AUNTIE SELLING CHAR KUAY TEOW IN THE MARKET. that isn't good cause my chinese isn't any better. its nearly comparable to my dad's. AND HE DREW DUCKS IN CHINESE CLASS WHEN HE WAS IN PRIMARY SCHOOL and he like didn't take chinese after a while. I DIDN'T DRAW DUCKS! i drew human beings and transformed the little boys in the text book to transvestites. AND I STILL TAKE CHINESE (which i passed!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;so...if i continue at this rate i will be....like.....stupid (more so than i already am to some). and if i become stupid, i'll be a poseur 'rock star' for abt 4 years then turn myself into a blonde bimbo and wear stockings u would see 'sales women' in the even avenues of geylang wearing and sing a song abt my plans to steal a boyfriend. hey, stupid people like poseurs and bimbos somehow make big money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd----------abt..5 days ago WE KICKED ORCHID PARK'S BUTT. yep.YAY!!! even though i thought ALOT of comments made were utterly unfair, it was a good night. YAY!!!! and theres still a next round on the 25th!! (gosh i just realised thats my momma's birthday) and even though i have like ALOT of room for improvement. I WANT TO SPEAK. and i know that I WANT TO SPEAK. so i shall work on it till i get a butt cramp from sitting at the computer researching stuff. and memorise till i forget my own phone number. anyway on friday it was an interesting debate. it was kinda difficult to know what i wanted to rebutt cause the guy spoke alot and could come up with a rebutt but i couldn't pen all of it down in time. so oh well. whats done its done. i can only move up. YAY WE WON!!! and THANK YOU!!!! to Miss Lee, Miss Sharmilah and Jon Pflug!! YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd----------YESTERDAY. kiu yan, prerana, melvin, jun ying and i went out then pao and carmina and khairi joined in after a few hours. then nothing really happened yet things did happen and we watched a movie and went home and ya. YAY! if you've been reading my post, u'll know that i DONT blog abt outings and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday was pathetic huh? ahaha. u can think that. or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-6376754360863154501?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/6376754360863154501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=6376754360863154501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/6376754360863154501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/6376754360863154501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2007/03/ill-cut-crap-on-why-i-havent-blogged-in.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-117108445774956277</id><published>2007-02-10T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T13:14:17.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>9 feb 9 feb 9 feb 9 feb 9 feb 9 feb 9 feb 9 feb 9 feb 9 feb 9 feb 9 feb 9 feb 9 feb 9 feb 9 feb 9 feb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE DEFEATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY? WHY? WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda dissapointed. REALLY dissapointed. i thought we had a good chance~~but there goes my over inflated ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my speech was super short. and my voice was all jacked up. while i was talking,  in my head i was like 'WHY CANT THAT DAMMIT BELL RING'  i tried to add in more and more points to make my speech seem at least  a little longer but...THE BLOODY BELL DIDN'T RING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know what to rebutt! i couldn't understand the second speaker. so like for half of his speech i was like HUH???!!! it was only in the other half when i started hearing english and i could scibble points out. still i fumbled with my cards so much it went out of order and i was like SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT. and i STILL did not have enough material to talk abt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. nan chiau were friendly and nice. they initiated to shake our hands. and talk to us and they were all smiley. AND THEY WORE BLAZERS AND COURT SHOES! what did we have? our tie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we do look smart enough, we DONT need blazers. and we didn't talk abt birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIN YI!!! WOOH! was the BEST speaker of the night. SHE REALLY ROCKED IT. i on the other hand could do ALOT ALOT ALOT better. carmina was cool and calm like always, she was convincing and loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit i really thought we would win. i hope they just beat us by like 0.00000000000000001 point or it'd be just embarrassing. anyway we have 2 more debates to clinch our spot in the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway if your a nan chiau guy reading this CONGRATS! HOPE TO SEE U IN THE FINALS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and thanks to MS LEE and MS SHARMILAH for EVERYTHING. like that phantom of the opera lyric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;' christine: i am the mask you wear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;phantom:  its me they hear'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea thats how i feel abt them. THEY KICK BUTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks also to MINJUN and RYOFRED and EUGENE and ABRAHAM and PRASHAN and ZUL our debate crew who also rocks hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SEXY SUPPORTES- STEPH and RAE and NAOMI and JERALD and KENNETH and MELVIN and BO CHENG and DAILI and BRYAN and KHAIRI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 march 9 march 9 march 9 march.&lt;br /&gt;we'll rock we'll rock we'll rock we'll rock.&lt;br /&gt;for sure for sure for sure for sure.&lt;br /&gt;finals finals finals finals.&lt;br /&gt;we'll be there be there be there be there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-117108445774956277?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/117108445774956277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=117108445774956277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/117108445774956277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/117108445774956277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2007/02/9-feb-9-feb-9-feb-9-feb-9-feb-9-feb-9.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116973996577901237</id><published>2007-01-25T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T23:50:09.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LLAMA! yes LLAMA! I HAVE 3 LLAMAS NOW! lenny, kenny and penny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha. haven't posted in 21 days!&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm perpetually sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;cause i have to wake up at 6 every morning. and i have a mountain of undone homework&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;cause the ppl who run schools are sadistic anti-children, anti-young person people.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;cause they're jealous that we look young and they're old and pruney and they try to make themselves feel better by trying to make US look old by giving us enormous eyebags.&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;some of us know how to sleep early, so they drown us with acid homework that is impossible to complete which makes it impossible to sleep at a decent time.&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;they dont quit. they're destined to make us look old like them.&lt;br /&gt;so they come up with exams and tests and o'levels and stuff and starts throwing threats at our faces.&lt;br /&gt;thats where the young and nice ppl lose........or so they think.&lt;br /&gt;but we still manage to look good anyway and THEY LOSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea and i HAVE to comment on todays self esteem talk.&lt;br /&gt;it had quite a good strategy, making us feel good and freakishly skinny by showing us how ugly other people are. though it was more for girls, the pictures flashed were mostly girls who were either dangly skeletons, caught when they looked like crap, cropped to look like crap, had nothing on, had only their underwear on or with some other issue.&lt;br /&gt;and the only guys they showed was a ken doll (he's not even real and has a shrinking dick), elton john (he's gay) and michael jackson (err...self explainatory).&lt;br /&gt;but it was good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and thanks to every1 who wished me, and/or got me something YALL ARE AWESOME. i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116973996577901237?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116973996577901237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116973996577901237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116973996577901237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116973996577901237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2007/01/llama-yes-llama-i-have-3-llamas-now.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116791148621866990</id><published>2007-01-04T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T23:25:23.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS ALIVE!!!!!!!!! ITS ALIVE!!!!!!!! MUAHHAHAHHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY SIM CARD HAS RISEN FROM THE DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! but dont have most of my contacts. :( on the plus side! i dont have to use that llama shit sony ericson phone! and i have my nice repaired, motorola back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha yay! anyway 2007 new year's resolution....i shall have 9 coz its a nice number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) PASS MATH. grrrr. that math teacher better be a miracle worker&lt;br /&gt;2) take care of my phone like its my own pet llama.&lt;br /&gt;3) get rid of my awful airy ness which makes anderson choir sound like ass&lt;br /&gt;4) 3 words: ROCK HARD ABS, by christmas&lt;br /&gt;5) prefect ALL my guitar pieces&lt;br /&gt;6) study super hard be super guai, finish homework, eat veggies...blah blah and like not be super~nerd&lt;br /&gt;7) be less of a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;8) be less of a whimp! gosh i need to be better at sports man i suck so bad i can hardly believe that i'm so sucky&lt;br /&gt;9) do a split! yay! i could before! but i was like 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chances of me completely fufilling my resolution is as high as the chances of me shaking hands with johnny depp. oh well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116791148621866990?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116791148621866990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116791148621866990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116791148621866990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116791148621866990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-alive-its-alive-muahhahahha-my-sim.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116758796188415984</id><published>2007-01-01T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T01:59:21.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today on the 1st of jan 2007, we mourn for the death of a dear and close companion of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes u will be dearly missed by me.......the more time i had with u, the more attached i was to u, the more i realised how essential u are in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you never left me, though you were often moody, you were good many many many times too. and you've always been there to entertain me in boring classes. you were alwasy there when i was lost, or tired, happy, sad, angry, constipated, with you i was never aloneeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next few days would be difficult without you in reach, even though i have been completely loathing you for awhile, now i know that i need you, i'll be lost without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were the glue that kept me and my friends together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now you're gone. just when i needed u the most, your gone.i will never forget the times i had with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back! i need you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope we'll reunite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you------my beloved SIM card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! i almost forgot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! *PTuuuuuT* yay! we're old!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;HAVE A BLESSED, RICH, FUN, PEACEFUL 2007!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116758796188415984?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116758796188415984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116758796188415984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116758796188415984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116758796188415984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2007/01/sniff-sniff-sniff-sniff-sniff-sniff.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116706230437372135</id><published>2006-12-25T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T23:58:24.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know its a little late but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;BLESSED &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHRISTMAS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; MAY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOUR &lt;/span&gt;DAYS&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; BE&lt;/span&gt; MERRY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; BRIGHT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FELIZ&lt;/span&gt; NAVIDAD &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PROSPERO&lt;/span&gt; ANO &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;FELICIDAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh holy night!&lt;br /&gt;The stars are brightly shining&lt;br /&gt;It is the night of the dear saviors birth!&lt;br /&gt;Long lay the world in sin and error pining&lt;br /&gt;Till he appeard and the soul felt its worth.&lt;br /&gt;A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices&lt;br /&gt;For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn!&lt;br /&gt;Fall on your knees&lt;br /&gt;Oh hear the angel voices&lt;br /&gt;Oh night divine&lt;br /&gt;Oh night when christ was born&lt;br /&gt;Oh night divine&lt;br /&gt;Oh night, oh night divine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Led by the light of faith serenely beaming&lt;br /&gt;With glowing hearts by his cradle we stand&lt;br /&gt;So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming&lt;br /&gt;Here come the wise men from orient land&lt;br /&gt;The king of kings lay thus in lowly manger&lt;br /&gt;In all our trials born to be our friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly he taught us to love one another&lt;br /&gt;His law is love and his gospel is peace&lt;br /&gt;Chains shall he break for the slave is our brother&lt;br /&gt;And in his name all oppression shall cease&lt;br /&gt;Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,&lt;br /&gt;Let all within us praise his holy name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ! is the lord!&lt;br /&gt;Then ever ever praise we.&lt;br /&gt;His power and glory ever more proclaim&lt;br /&gt;His power and glory ever more proclaim!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116706230437372135?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116706230437372135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116706230437372135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116706230437372135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116706230437372135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-know-its-little-late-but-blessed.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116689177301430847</id><published>2006-12-24T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T00:36:13.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph. i'm jealous and i'm jealous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i that ugly???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like after my sister goes dress shopping with my mum, my mum will be so estatic and bug my sister to put it on and parade it for my dad to see, and the dress can look like ass but my parents will be wide eyed and like "wah! hou lang ah dah!....so pretty! blah blah" and yes she does look good...in most dresses. like 6 out of 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i get a new dress(which isn't often)....noo~ i dont get to flaunt my stuff! hmph. and when i try it on just for size, and my parents happen to be there. they, blink, then say 'interesting.' 0_0 INTERESTING?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting is just a nicer way to say "sorry dear, but...that dress would look nicer on grandma." i bet if i put the dress on my sister they're eyes will start sparkling again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i neeeeeed ice cream...................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116689177301430847?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116689177301430847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116689177301430847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116689177301430847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116689177301430847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/12/rarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-hmph.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116595018603079119</id><published>2006-12-13T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T03:03:06.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F0X6GLxnEJk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F0X6GLxnEJk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT IS OFFICIALLY MY FAVOURITE MUSIC VEDIO..like...EVER!~&lt;br /&gt;(sad the song sucks though)&lt;br /&gt;3 GUESSES WHY! go on! watch it! then guess!&lt;br /&gt;like, when i saw it on just now i was like temporarily glued to the tv, then it ended and started playing fergilicious. then i was S, to the A to the D saddddd.&lt;br /&gt;i cant belive i was so slow to notice what a wonderful, magficent, spectacular, kick ass, supercalifragilisticexpialidocious vedio it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c_qAsbzCHJo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c_qAsbzCHJo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like that one too! but the we belong together one is better! ahh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn that fat stinking rich mimi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116595018603079119?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116595018603079119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116595018603079119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116595018603079119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116595018603079119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/12/that-is-officially-my-favourite-music.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116564532258975551</id><published>2006-12-09T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T18:57:21.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aha. haha. whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANGKOK! SHOPPING PARADISE!!!!!! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's more like ah lian paradise. think of shopping in bangkok like shopping in an oversized pasar malam that never closes. its literally exactly the same thing. its amazing u know! i spent 6 days there and i bought ZERO pairs of earings. and i am damn sad. sniff sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, but i managed to find a PRISON BREAK TEE in the nice and friendly &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red light district&lt;/span&gt;. but my mum destroyed in in the blasted shrinking machine they use to wash things.. and i was sad. so sad i didn't even come out to watch llamas on tv. ): but then my mum was nice enough to buy me another 1! but it wasn't as nice. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.....thai food is GREAT! wooh! wooh! w&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/1600/209411/bangkok%20trip%20122.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ooh! wooh! damn i miss thai food. it like doesn't give me stomach aches. and its tasty...wooh! and the DQ there is damn cheap and like, nicer, 35 baht for a milkshake! ooh ooh ooh and i bought a tampon for 10 baht! yay. but no..i wont use it. its scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its time to stop reading. you'll spoil your eyes. PICTURE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/1600/402344/bangkok%20trip%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/320/724101/bangkok%20trip%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one the way to the hotel. 1st sight of a nice gayly pink taxi! looks like bandung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/1600/942007/bangkok%20trip%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/320/121834/bangkok%20trip%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st time at the hotel! nice big bed all to myself! my sister slept on the bed next to mine most of the time. i wasn't mean. she liked it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/1600/730490/bangkok%20trip%20050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/320/80863/bangkok%20trip%20050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;coconuts! yay!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/1600/393372/bangkok%20trip%20085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/320/794581/bangkok%20trip%20085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and a nice, wooden, carved elephant ass. they even carved its spine. it looks like quite a skinny elephant actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/1600/139883/bangkok%20trip%20077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/320/2640/bangkok%20trip%20077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aren't they pretty!! if i could i would just grab a bunch (they're so many no 1 would know they were gone) of them and raise them and love them and name them benny and jenny and gwenny. but my dad would eat the poor snake and my mum will scream her lungs out, force me to disown then then disown me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/1600/309659/bangkok%20trip%20073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/320/290961/bangkok%20trip%20073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its a lousy picture i know. but during the snake show they made this mongoose fight a snake. it was sadistic. duh the mongoose would win. and the poor snake was bleeding so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/1600/473867/bangkok%20trip%20121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/320/885076/bangkok%20trip%20121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i made a new friend in dream world! i realise i look damn short in this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/1600/716088/bangkok%20trip%20119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/320/482095/bangkok%20trip%20119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i always wanted to be superman. and this is the closest i got. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/1600/482940/bangkok%20trip%20143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/320/927301/bangkok%20trip%20143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the grand palace was absoulutely beautiful. this is just a random part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/1600/92160/bangkok%20trip%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6686/1099/320/259757/bangkok%20trip%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; then we did shit for the remaining days. but i got my nails done! i spoilt most of them almost immediately though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats abt it. yay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116564532258975551?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116564532258975551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116564532258975551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116564532258975551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116564532258975551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/12/aha.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116412895010933045</id><published>2006-11-22T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T01:09:10.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the trailer for the 5th harry potter movie is out! yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 5th book didn't really rock that hard. i cant even remember most of it. even tho i've re-read the book. too draaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daniel radcliffe is not so pretty either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they DIDN'T feature the single most important person EVER! its an outrage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, it was ok. with all the dark, angry, shouty sences, and the kiss. i think thats like the only thing abt the trailer ppl would remember. though i dont remember reading abt a fat woman running down some classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they should have put johnny depp in the movie. he completes things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116412895010933045?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116412895010933045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116412895010933045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116412895010933045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116412895010933045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/11/trailer-for-5th-harry-potter-movie-is.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116332344652110472</id><published>2006-11-12T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T17:24:06.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have cheese!&lt;br /&gt;i have cheese on my shirt!&lt;br /&gt;i have cheese in my digestive sysytem!&lt;br /&gt;i have cheese in the fridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! SAY CHEEEEEESE! (you: 'cheese???')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CLICK* yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. cheese. its &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;. unless its blue cheese! then its not &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;! and that should be the colour of our pe shirt! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; yellow&lt;/span&gt; is a nice colour indeed. many people favour &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;burgandy&lt;/span&gt;! which is a &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yellow &lt;/span&gt;is a nice colour too, but too much is kinda disturbing. really, its scientifically proven that &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; is annoying. opera singers throw more tantrums in yellow dressing rooms. trust me i did my science show and tell on that. thats why understand the agony squids go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha. cheese&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116332344652110472?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116332344652110472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116332344652110472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116332344652110472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116332344652110472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-have-cheese-i-have-cheese-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116292375497858756</id><published>2006-11-08T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T15:46:18.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 totally different bands. they sing music thats like nearly opposing each other:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reviewjournal.com/lvrj_home/2006/Jun-23-Fri-2006/photos/divo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.reviewjournal.com/lvrj_home/2006/Jun-23-Fri-2006/photos/divo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Il Divo! YAY! WOOT! (in case you dont know them, they are proof that angles exist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.luksorlando.blogger.com.br/simple%20plan%20nem%20ai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.luksorlando.blogger.com.br/simple%20plan%20nem%20ai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Simple Plan. clap clap&lt;br /&gt;what do they have in common? many many many things! thats if u consider 3 many.&lt;br /&gt;1. they're both french&lt;br /&gt;2. they both have sebastiens and davids&lt;br /&gt;3. (sadly) both their sebastiens are like freaking hot! why oh why??!&lt;br /&gt;take a look for yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.drecom.jp/equal-miyuki/img/156/seb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand" height="189" alt="" src="http://blog.drecom.jp/equal-miyuki/img/156/seb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sebastien from Il Divo ( by the way, he has voice beyond compare to any other voice in this universe. i'm not obsessive. really he does. its freaking beautiful and he's really pretty. even my sister thinks so. and she NEVER agrees with me when it comes to guys that, as far as i know, are straight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.quizilla.com/T/TE/TEA/teas79/1142199179_seb015B15D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/TE/TEA/teas79/1142199179_seb015B15D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sebastien from sp. (even tho i lost interest in sp i have to say he's the hottest there. even before david turned gayish. yea. in p5, he was the reason why i wanted to name my future son sebastien also cause then i didn't know any sebastiens. his eyes are so dreamy~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres a lesson to learn from everything. and the lesson that i've learnt is (this is due to the fact that i do believe your name reflects your personality):&lt;br /&gt;EVERY LETTER IN A NAME COUNTS. yea. of course i'm biased here coz i dont know their personalities but they ARE better than average!-in terms of looks, career and talent. sort of&lt;br /&gt;so its either that lesson or&lt;br /&gt;FREAK ACCIDENTS DO HAPPEN thats if u know what i mean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116292375497858756?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116292375497858756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116292375497858756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116292375497858756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116292375497858756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/11/2-totally-different-bands.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116282726258050100</id><published>2006-11-06T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T23:34:23.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went erica hunting today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! erica hunting! i got bored. so i decided to hunt down all the ericas i could in blogger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i found the blogs of 2 st nick's ericas and 1 changkat changi erica. and many other ericas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow my name has alot to do with casinos, bikini, some national team, lesbians and other shit. and like only until i reached page 17 did i find my blog, and the blogs of ppl whom have the honour of knowing me! ahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this erica, HER BLOG NAME WAS -LLAMA.BLOGSPOT.COM!!! WHOO THAT ERICA ROCKS! its like what are the odds of finding another erica who loves llamas? LLAMA LLAMA LLAMA! i was like YAY! but, her bloody blog needed a password. and i was like DAMN IT! like. i wanted that url at first. but when i applied for it, blogger didn't let me have it. NOW I'VE FOUND THE ERICA WHO HAS IT! and yes it is an erica i'm sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was sad. then i came across this erica from amsterdam. she had pictures of llamas on her blog. so i guessed she loves llamas too. ERICAS ARE FATED TO BE LLAMA LOVERS. we are the llama mamas. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there were also alot of ah lianic looking ericas. they looked so not me. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erica hunting is fun. yay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116282726258050100?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116282726258050100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116282726258050100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116282726258050100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116282726258050100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-went-erica-hunting-today-yes-erica.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116273395421401407</id><published>2006-11-05T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T16:33:36.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like...daisies, and the name elliot&lt;br /&gt;i hate...public toilets&lt;br /&gt;i want...that gorgeous autographed poster of johnny in lido&lt;br /&gt;i wanted...to throw heavy things that bloody giggling idiot sitting at the end of the row at lido during the movie&lt;br /&gt;i hope...i get my chance to show off my stuff&lt;br /&gt;i dont hope...he makes the cut.&lt;br /&gt;i think...that channing's hot&lt;br /&gt;i dont think...kenichi matsuyama (that L guy in deathnote that like stirs his tea with a lollipop) is hot&lt;br /&gt;i need...ballet lessons&lt;br /&gt;i dont need...to be put in a lower grade&lt;br /&gt;i should be...learning music, practicing guitar, excercising&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't be...wasting my time doing this&lt;br /&gt;i can...do anything and everything&lt;br /&gt;i cannot....fly. kinda sad really&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116273395421401407?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116273395421401407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116273395421401407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116273395421401407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116273395421401407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-like.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116248234859344546</id><published>2006-11-02T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T00:28:26.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got bored. i'm lazy to go down and make myself my kaya sandwich. so blogging it is! and i kinda alwasy wanted to do something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you name 13 of ur classmates. that u can think of right off the top of your head. Don't read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 13 people. This is a lot more fun if you actually randomly list the names first. No cheating!!!the order of the names and the people are just random so they don't mean anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.JunYing&lt;br /&gt;2.MinJun&lt;br /&gt;3.Carmina&lt;br /&gt;4. Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;5.Pao&lt;br /&gt;6.Benjamin&lt;br /&gt;7. Joel&lt;br /&gt;8. Jerald&lt;br /&gt;9. Steph&lt;br /&gt;10. Harris&lt;br /&gt;11. Naomi&lt;br /&gt;12. Rachel&lt;br /&gt;13. DaiLi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;How did you meet 10? (Joel)&lt;/span&gt;- School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What would you do if you had never met 1? (JunYing)&lt;/span&gt;- I would be the one whom people look at anchors and say "thats so erica" ha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What would you do if 6 and 2 dated? (Benjamin and MinJun)&lt;/span&gt;- ahaha. it'd be weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Have you ever seen 4 cry? (Kenneth)&lt;/span&gt;- nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Do you think 10 is cute? (Harris)&lt;/span&gt;- he's freaking cute. and has sexy potential too. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;How did you get to know 8? (Jerald)&lt;/span&gt;- School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Would you ever go on a date with number 12? (Rachel)&lt;/span&gt;- If i were a guy, i'd jump at the opportunity hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What's 7's Favorite color? (Joel)&lt;/span&gt;- um....hmmm. thats like a trick question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What would you do if 6 confessed he/she lovesyou? (Benjamin)&lt;/span&gt;- hmm...tell him i like movies. and sunflowers. and chocs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Fact about 9: (Steph)&lt;/span&gt;- she loves me. ha. well, theres more than 1 erica for her to love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Who is 4 going out with? (Kenneth)&lt;/span&gt;- no clue. hmm..u provoked my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Who is number 5 to you? (Pao)&lt;/span&gt;- a walking chunk of sexy and awesome. yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Would you ever live with 13? (Daili)&lt;/span&gt;- If i do, whatshername will skin me alive then eat my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Is 2 single? (MinJun)&lt;/span&gt;- not for long! ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What do you think about 3? (Carmina)&lt;/span&gt;- not much not to like. yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What's the best thing about number 8? (Jerald)&lt;/span&gt;- his wit! and his ability to relate to girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What do you like about number 11? (Naomi)&lt;/span&gt;- SWEETS!  aha. joke. shes fun and fresh and really refreshing to talk to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Favorite Memory with 6? (Benjamin)&lt;/span&gt;- [whats with them and 6??] um....chinese spelling. yay. he's my sexy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing to kill boredom&lt;br /&gt;IF you get more than 30 you're paranoid.If you get 10 or less you're fearless.People who don't have any are dummies who want people to think they are tough stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i fear...&lt;br /&gt;[x]the dark - all the time.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]staying single forever&lt;br /&gt;[ ]being a parent&lt;br /&gt;[ ]giving birth&lt;br /&gt;[ ]being myself in front of others&lt;br /&gt;[ ]open spaces&lt;br /&gt;[ ]closed spaces&lt;br /&gt;[ ]heights&lt;br /&gt;[ ]black cats&lt;br /&gt;[ ]dogs&lt;br /&gt;[ ]birds&lt;br /&gt;[ ]fish&lt;br /&gt;[ ]spiders,ticks and/or other insects&lt;br /&gt;[ ]driving or being in cars&lt;br /&gt;[ ]flying&lt;br /&gt;[ ]flowers or other plants&lt;br /&gt;[ ]being touched&lt;br /&gt;[ ]fire&lt;br /&gt;[ ]deep water&lt;br /&gt;[ ]the ocean&lt;br /&gt;[ ]failure&lt;br /&gt;[ ]success&lt;br /&gt;[ ]thunder/lightning&lt;br /&gt;[ ]my boyfriends/girlfriends dad&lt;br /&gt;[ ]my boyfriends/girlfriends mom&lt;br /&gt;[ ]mice/rats&lt;br /&gt;[ ]jumping from high places&lt;br /&gt;[ ]snow&lt;br /&gt;[ ]rain&lt;br /&gt;[ ]wind&lt;br /&gt;[ ]crossing hanging bridges&lt;br /&gt;[x]death&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Heaven&lt;br /&gt;[x]being robbed&lt;br /&gt;[ ]cotton balls&lt;br /&gt;[x]cemeteries&lt;br /&gt;[ ]clowns&lt;br /&gt;[ ]large crowds&lt;br /&gt;[ ]men&lt;br /&gt;[ ]women&lt;br /&gt;[ ]having great responsibility&lt;br /&gt;[ ]doctors, including dentists&lt;br /&gt;[x]tornadoes&lt;br /&gt;[x]hurricanes&lt;br /&gt;[x]diseases&lt;br /&gt;[ ]snakes&lt;br /&gt;[ ]sharks&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Friday the 13th&lt;br /&gt;[ ]poverty&lt;br /&gt;[x]ghosts&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Halloween&lt;br /&gt;[ ]school&lt;br /&gt;[ ]trains or railroads&lt;br /&gt;[ ]odd numbers&lt;br /&gt;[ ]even numbers&lt;br /&gt;[ ]being alone&lt;br /&gt;[x]being blind&lt;br /&gt;[x]being deaf&lt;br /&gt;[ ]growing up&lt;br /&gt;[x]monsters under my bed&lt;br /&gt;[x]creepy noises in the night&lt;br /&gt;[ ]bee stings&lt;br /&gt;[ ]not accomplishing my dreams/goals&lt;br /&gt;[ ]needles&lt;br /&gt;[ ]blood&lt;br /&gt;[ ]dinosaurs&lt;br /&gt;[ ]the welcome mat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fear 12 out of 70. not bad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116248234859344546?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116248234859344546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116248234859344546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116248234859344546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116248234859344546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-got-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116238690288547123</id><published>2006-11-01T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T21:15:03.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh~chain mails. how ridiculously stupid they can be. i dont get it. what so thrilling abt sending chain mails? this is the most recent 1 i got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Find a guy, who calls you beautiful instead of hot.&lt;/span&gt; (why cant he call u both? its kinda very insulting if he like say 'your not hot' you're the girl thats suppose to be EVERYTHING to him. and EVERYTHING includes hot. and like if you know your ugly and like....not hot, you'd want at least 1 desperate guy to think you're hot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who calls you back when you hang up on him.&lt;/span&gt; (usually thats annoying. when u hang up on him doesn't it mean "i dont want to talk to u for a while". its like your damn pissed at the guy, u need a breath of fresh air before you start murdering the phone, and he doesn't give u a break.)&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(its kinda a little creepy..sounds &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;like what ppl who murder their cheating spouses do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(i guess that means hes really proud of u no matter what. which is definately what every girl would want in a guy. but if he really did that and i look like shit and i smell like eww. i'd kill him. not only will i have to go for plastic surgery after that, he'd get angry coz his friends will mock me and him . and he'll like ditch all of them and beofre u know it hes on medication for depression)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who holds your hand in front of his friends. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(hmmm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; (eww! gross! whats that guy's problem lah? more than words man! its like okay once...sweet. imagine everyday...constantly. it isn't sweet anymore. its nagging. nag nag nag nag nag and its cheesy and mushy and stupid and lame. like if a guy says that everyday it clearly shows he's freaking insecure. its nicer if the guy is constantly reminding you how ugly the girl you hate is and how much different we are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "...that's her." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(nothing against this. just reminds me of the song "if theres somebody, holding me on, shes the one." awwww. i feel all fluffy inside!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116238690288547123?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116238690288547123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116238690288547123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116238690288547123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116238690288547123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/11/ahhhchain-mails.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116230980566558670</id><published>2006-10-31T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T21:23:32.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got this from pao's blog. yay. its very very easy to believe. unless your name has an 'q' then oh well. sad. mine doesn't ahahahahhaa yay! dont know if it includes your full name. but oh well. the more the merrier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(letters that you use to spell u're name with)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A - Damn good kisser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;B - Good all around person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;C - You're wild &amp;amp; crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;D - You have one of the best personalities ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E - You have a nice ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;F - People totally adore you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;G - You never let people tell you what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;H - You have a very good personality and looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I - You get hyper easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;J - Everyone loves you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;K - You like to try new things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;L - You live to have fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;M - Success comes easily to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;N- You are absolutely beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;O - You're an awesome person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;P - You are popular with all types of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Q - You are a hypocrite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;R - Sexy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;S - Easy to fall in love with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;T - You're loyal to those you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;U - You really like to chill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;V - You are not judgemental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;W - You are very broad minded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;X - You never let people tell you what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Y - One of the best bfs/gfs anyone could ask for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Z - You're a little too hard to find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E- you have a nice ass (aha. yea, i've been told)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;R- sexy! (aw..you noticed!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I- you get hyper easily (true true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;C-you're wild and crazy (WHOOHOOO!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A- damn good kisser (i believe........)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well, my full name is quite long it has like 13 different letters in it which is like half the alphabet ahaha and I OWN THE ALPHABET. well, at least half of it. yay yay yay yay yay yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm a butt girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116230980566558670?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116230980566558670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116230980566558670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116230980566558670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116230980566558670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/10/got-this-from-paos-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116218557968491628</id><published>2006-10-30T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:19:39.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HALLOWEEN!! ahaha fun fun fun fun fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEE! ahaha..i want candy! ta ta ta TA da! i've got ca-andy! ta ta ta TA da!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.....sweets! sweets! sweets! trick or treating! YAY! lentor street! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100s and 100s of candy on my sister's bed! whee! fats! whee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116218557968491628?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116218557968491628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116218557968491628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116218557968491628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116218557968491628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/10/halloween-ahaha-fun-fun-fun-fun-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116190866898089887</id><published>2006-10-27T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T08:29:31.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really want to go out. with my ex classmates and current classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out means i have to beg steal borrow and scavenge for $$$. and now, i'm broke. and when i do have money, i'm tempted to splurge and then regret later...like 2 seconds after i bought the thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out means i have nothing to do that day and i'm FREE!! which i'm not. the number of free days in singapore during my holidays, adds up to abt 17...and its getting less, and less and less. and its either because i'm away, or i'm singing, or i'm soul searching...in long retreats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out means PEOPLE! and the PEOPLE whom i cant wait to see and miss the most leave me out..): then they post sickeningly long, cheery posts abt how much fun they had and they make it clear that they completely forgot my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah heck...what am i whining abt? aha. i do have a rich sister and negotiable parents. yay.&lt;br /&gt;i do have 17 days which is like 2 and a half weeks free!&lt;br /&gt;and i do have many many dear friends who are aproachable, and i'm grateful for them.&lt;br /&gt;yay! the glass is always half full....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116190866898089887?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116190866898089887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116190866898089887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116190866898089887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116190866898089887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-really-want-to-go-out.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116161162833548950</id><published>2006-10-23T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T21:53:48.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm restless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna feel my toes breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna feel the strain in my tighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna feel my hair being pulled back to hard it feels like i'm getting a face lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn do i regret quitting....8 years of training wasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, thats why you should &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;listen to your mum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116161162833548950?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116161162833548950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116161162833548950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116161162833548950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116161162833548950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-restless-i-wanna-feel-my-toes.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116118839434570952</id><published>2006-10-18T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T00:19:54.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think my results suck...which sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got so nervous i got home and puked yesterday...then i slept for 6 hours which gave me a fever and my granddad freaked out...like father like daughter so did my mum. my dear and poor mum was making herself sick and headachy, and was insisting that i stayed at home, and that i see the doctors, even though i dont take the medicine. coz they always claim i have and &lt;em&gt;will have&lt;/em&gt; weird symtoms, when i dont and never do, and charge extra for the extra medicine.&lt;br /&gt;and if my mum isn't friends with the doctor, it means extra cash for 20s worth of consulation. and my mum constantly forgets that there's enough panadol and old fever medicines in the kitchen to start a pharmacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i had to tell her dozens of times i'm fine i'm fine i'm fine, and a bit of whining why i shouldn't see the doctors before she gave in and gave me a panadol before sending me off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;and like &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;the fever broke after a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not complaining. its just that its sad to see your mum worry over nothing much. well, i'd do the same for my kid i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya and now i cant eat. which also sucks. everything tastes bitter to me. and i constantly feel bloated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when i got home, i went right to bed. and my granddad still is as dellusional and gan cheong as ever and is announcing to the whole house that i'm very sick and i look horribly pale...when i &lt;em&gt;dont &lt;/em&gt;and i &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; coz my mum sees nothing wrong with my health now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting very moody and very edgy nowadays coz i know my results are bad and i'm way to lazy and alot of other fluff that i cant think of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm smelly. coz i haven't bathed :) now i shall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116118839434570952?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116118839434570952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116118839434570952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116118839434570952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116118839434570952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-think-my-results-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116080461647601073</id><published>2006-10-14T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T13:43:36.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so so wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to last night's show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was good. plus i got a few more accessories to satisfy my vanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still feel sad...and very very wasted. and i dont want to talk abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh...i need ice cream, and more shopping, and anything that will make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wade robson is sexy...gosh now i feel even more wasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clay aiken's voice is so so so so sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a proud owner of clay aiken's latest cd. (: its nice. its actually very sappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but his voice is still so creamy and dreamy. and it takes more than 1 listen to get used to.&lt;br /&gt;i cant liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiveeeeeeeeeeee....if living is with youuuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;aha, thats what i'm hearing now. i just love his voice&lt;br /&gt;and only his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...where's wade?????????????????????????????????? sob sob sob sob sob&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116080461647601073?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116080461647601073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116080461647601073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116080461647601073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116080461647601073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-feel-so-so-wasted.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116063777437696707</id><published>2006-10-12T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T15:30:13.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>actually i was thinking about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the survey thing i said i rather not know if some1 liked me...&lt;br /&gt;but thats because the only guy who told me, happens to be um...less desirable. and extremely annoying&lt;br /&gt;other than that....guys dont fall for me.&lt;br /&gt;so it'd be refreshing to know if some1 liked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess all girls feel that way....unless she's some guy magnet who has like half the guys in singapore on her waiting list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya. the best way to tell me is still to not tell me. get a friend to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;that way i'll still be amused yet sceptical and that guy doesn't have much to worry abt. coz i dont really do much abt it. they'll have to be the 1 to make the 1st move. and i find it kinda freaky if a guy tells me straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya............................dont tell me. get some1 to gossip. every girl loves gossip. almost&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116063777437696707?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116063777437696707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116063777437696707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116063777437696707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116063777437696707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/10/actually-i-was-thinking-about-it.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116048641176793863</id><published>2006-10-10T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T21:20:11.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i love chin! did i tell u i love chin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;uh huh I LOVE TAN CHIN HWEE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;she's just so sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116048641176793863?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116048641176793863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116048641176793863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116048641176793863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116048641176793863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-chin-did-i-tell-u-i-love-chin.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116048031578145515</id><published>2006-10-10T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T15:01:41.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tagged by syafinah..&lt;br /&gt;taggy things are actually fun. wheeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.single, taken or crushing?- &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;single. and loving it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.are you happy with your life now?- &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;WOOOOOOOO!!!!!! WHEEEEEEEE! AHAHA YEA! ofcourse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;that's what i would say if i had a pet llama. aha and a clone johnny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.when you meet the right person, do you fall in love with him fast?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;nope. from what i see the right person is always wrong, and ppl who go in fast usually aren't serious abt it...unless you're old and heading menopause soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.have you ever had your heart broken?- &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;nope...i've been sad about stupid superficial infatuations but i wont go so deep and cheesy to say "my heart was broken into a million pieces...and you made my life meaningless and blah blah blah i'm such a poor thing sniff sniff sob sob" ewwwwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.do you believe there are some circumstances where cheating love is acceptable?- &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;NOPE. u should watch john tucker must die...aha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.would you take someone back if he cheats on you?- &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hmmm....no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.have you ever talked about marriage with another before?-&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;nope. i dont have a guy in mind and i'm only 13...well i've talked about it but not seriously at least...i had alot of rubbish weddings in primary school. and i already planned my future wedding with my llama ring beares&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.do you want children?-&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;yup! even tho they become annoying brats, but they bring more joy than agony, so why not?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;after all, i was born! i was a kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.how many?-&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;3! hope to get more girls than boys....boys are so hard to name. jonathan is the only nice name that i like. but its like really common. coz its so sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.would you consider adoption?- &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;thats if my husband in inpotent, or if i'm barren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.if someone like you right now, what do you think is the best way to let you know his feelings?- &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i dont think i'd want to know. i'll get to caught up and probably brainwashed by that guy. guys have brainwashing skills.....thats why girls have to be bold bitches to get round them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.do you enjoy getting into relationship?-&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;not now. its like young relationships are as real as pamela anderson's boobs and as lasting as chinese new year flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.be honest, what is the furthest you and your ex did?-&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;nothing...i have no ex. i've never been in any relationship as far as i'm concern. although in kindergarten that boy kept planting his face on mine....ahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.do you believe in love first sight?-&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;only happens in movies. well, maybe in some lucky cases it magically happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you romantic?- &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;wouldn't know.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;but my guy would find me romantic even if i scheduled a date at my grandmum's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you believe you can change someone?- &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;people's characters always stick with them. its not the person u can change, its the habits u can change. like u cant stop a bird from shitting all over the place, but u can put diapers on them if your crazy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. if you could get married somewhere, where would it be?-&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;in the church thats right next to my doorstep(well, not that near but almost), sfx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.do you easily give in when you are fighting?-&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;with ppl i'm close to and comfortable with definately not..they cry fighting me. but with ppl i dont really know and dont care abt, yes...sadly. but with ppl i totally loathe, i'm itching for a fight...being a bitch to a bastard is fun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.do you have feelings for someone right now?-&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hmmm...not really cant say no tho.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ahhh~he's so dreamy and so sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.have you ever wished that you could have had someone but you messed it up?- &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;um, i never wanted any1 that bad, and ppl do mess things up for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.have you ever broken a heart?-&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i did and i dare say i'm proud of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.if one day your best friend fall in love with the girl/boy you deeply in love with, what would you do?- &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ofcourse i'll try to avoid talking abt him around her, but i am a girl and if my friend gets him i'll totally be jealous and moody, yet trying my best to support her...with a plastic smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.are you missing someone now?-&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hmmmm.....just got over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you have to ask 5 of your friends to do this survey in their blogs.write down their names in the list below.tag them in their blog to let them know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;1. uh....pao, 2. rachel 3. min jun 4. chin 5. uh...guy guy guy...hmm. some male person doing this would be interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116048031578145515?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116048031578145515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116048031578145515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116048031578145515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116048031578145515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/10/tagged-by-syafinah.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116037176543212524</id><published>2006-10-09T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T01:03:38.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this should be something to keep me awake...&lt;br /&gt;ahaha...lets see if it has the same effect on YOU&lt;br /&gt;by right it should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagged by rachel.. ha&lt;br /&gt;1.full name: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;de Souza Erica &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.name backwards: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ellehcim acire azuos ed (right.......) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3.were u named after someone: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;my mum got my name by spending her maternity leave watching too much wheel of fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4.meaning of name: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;according to the baby names website, it means always ruling.....MUAHAHAHAHA! GLOBAL DOMINATION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.nickname: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;um....in primary school some used to call me eric. but thats an all girls school so ya...other than that its erica...or johnny, or llamamama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6.stage name: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hmm..i'm not famous yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7.DOB: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;210193&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8.place of birth: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9.nationality: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;singaporean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.current location: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11.starsign:&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; aquarius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12. religon: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;roman catholic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;13.height: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;14.weight:&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;not desirable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;15.shoe size: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;16.hair colour:&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;17.eyecolour: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.who do u look like?: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;erica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;19.inner or outtie: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hmm....middle (what ever that means)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;20.lefty or rightie: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;rightie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;21.gay/bi/straight/others:&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;STRAIGHT...duh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;22.&lt;s&gt;best&lt;/s&gt; frens: closer friends? &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ok, the usual, you know, carm, mj, pao, steph the rest, including chin(YAY! JOHNNY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;23.best frens u trust most: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;trust, ah...such a fickle thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.favourite pals: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;read 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;25.best frens of opp sex: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i guess the guy i talk to the most is jerald...himbo aha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;26.best buddies: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;why do they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; keep repeating questions? my iq isn't that low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;27.girlfriend/boyfriend: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;none what so ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;28.crush: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ahaha...right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;29.parents: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;thats a weird question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;30.enemy: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hmmm..i'm currently plotting my vengence on the beings whom created math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;31.favourite online guy: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;uh........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;32.favourite online gal: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;uh..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;33. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;WHEEE! LOOK ITS 33!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;34.craziest frens: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;pao, chin, ij ol girls. the guys of 1/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;35.advice frens: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;um....mj?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;36.loudest frens: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;IJ GIRLS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.person u cry with: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i'm not the whiney sort who goes around proclaiming my misery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.sister: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;manda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.brothers: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;---always wanted an older bro tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.pets: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;animals who find their way to my house are either very suicidal, or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;very unfortunate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.any diseases?: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hmmmmmm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.pager: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;dash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;43.personal phoneline: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;dash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;44.cellphone: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;this taggy thing is full of weird 'question' thingys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.lava lamp: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ooh ooh! i want one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;46.pool or hot tub: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;both, its sexier that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.car: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;dont really like cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.personality: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;erica-ish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.driving: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;kinda too young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. dream car: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;anything that has wheels, drives somoothly, doesn't look gay, and doesn't smell like old people. i like it like...brownish red, like my guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51.room: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;room on the 1st floor (another strange question thing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;52.what is missing: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i dunno...i smell pee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53.schools:&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;chij olgc, anderson sec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54.bed: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;see 51 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55.relationship with parents: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;pretty good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56.believe in urself:&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; i believe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57.believe in luv at 1st sight: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;maybe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;58.good listener: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i guess, i know i dont give advice well tho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;59.get along well wif parents?: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the person who set this as a memory span equivalent to a goldfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60.save msn convos?: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;muahahaha...........but.......no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;61.pray: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;yup &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62.believe in reincarnation: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63.make fun of ppl: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;yea i do, its a good thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64.likes talking on the phone?: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;yea i do, can talk for hours. but definately not to seb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65.want to get married?:&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;uh huh, kinda already planned everything, my dress, my dinner, my reception, my ballroom, my ring, my fahion designer, the name of my future kids, my honeymoon in south america, everything....except the man. oops?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66.want to drive?: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;uh huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67.motion sickness: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;there are times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68.eat stem of broccoli: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;uh huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69.eat chicken with fork?:&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sometimes i have no choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70.dream colour: dream colour? &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;71.type in ur fingers in home roll: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;72.sleep with stuffed toys: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;lets see, my ant, my pizza, my banana, my snowman, my lovely lenny the llama, my retardog and my hippo. so ya, thats a yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73.next to u now is a: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;a mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74.walls of ur room: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cream, with many many pathes of dirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75.on ur mouse pad: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;we dont believe in mouse pads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76.dream car: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;dang, i think fish have better memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;77.dream date: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;honeymoon, all over europe, all over south america, finishing off with llama land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78.dream honeymoon spot: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;look above. a honeymoon is a date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;79.dream husband/wife: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;we'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80.bedtime: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81.under ur bed: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;uh....dust?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82.single most important questions: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;83.bad time of the day:&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; at 3 am....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;84.worst fear: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;loss, of a loved one, the dark, demons, killer spider monkeys, dark stuff like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85.the weather: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;its clearer, but still a little hazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86.time: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;1317 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87.date: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;9 oct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88.best trick did on someone: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;more like the best trick i'm going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;89.theme song: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sexy back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90.hardest time of growing: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;p1-p5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;91.funniest experience: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;to much funny to specifically point out one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;92.scariest experience: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;my windows shut themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93.silliest thing i have said: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i've said to many stupid things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94.most despo &amp;amp; funniest thing i have said: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;again, too many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95.scariest thing when u are with ur frens: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96.worst feeling: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;guilt and constipation, and the flu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97.best feeling: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;HAPPINESS...and smugness, and sexyness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. six ppl to be sabo: &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;whoever wants it, please raise your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay i'm still awake!...still waiting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116037176543212524?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116037176543212524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116037176543212524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116037176543212524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116037176543212524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-should-be-something-to-keep-me.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116020981064103872</id><published>2006-10-07T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T16:30:10.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yes, and i love chin hwee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that horny bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still waiting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116020981064103872?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116020981064103872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116020981064103872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116020981064103872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116020981064103872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh-yes-and-i-love-chin-hwee-that-horny.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-116020814752492237</id><published>2006-10-07T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T16:02:27.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waiting for my johnny skin...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...all my papers are screwed.&lt;br /&gt;the moment i flipped the 1st page of my paper i saw nothing but stupid questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe not for english. except that the setters are evil and enjoy making our brains hurt by naming the passages Ai and Aii&lt;br /&gt;if they haven't noticed, the alphabet has 26 fully functional letters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, nothing but stupidity for chinese. i stupidly gave up halfway cause there was like 10 minutes left and i had like 1 and a half whole pages undone. and i didn't feel like doing it. oh well, so 16 marks GONE, let it be. i was never good at chinese. i never will be, i dont think it really matters to me if i am or not. aha...chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since my other subjects namely science, geog, history(especially), math(especially too) are absolutely miserable. i shall aim to make my lit paper perfect....which wont happen until i start memorising the key events of scream and kevin, which is literally the whold story....um..YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and today is the 7th! ahaha. and according to my horoscope i'm suppose to know who my special some1 is today...ahaha. and things will start to heat up on the 18th, 20th, 21st, and 25th, now the fear of my house cathing fire sets in. boom! ahaha and its not that i believe in this WHOOOOO! crap....its just that its the most (like min jun says) warped horoscope i've ever read in my short short life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, if only that special some1 is.....eh hem.. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;now that's me and sex's mission.&lt;br /&gt;from now on, its bold bitch mode for us.&lt;br /&gt;and bold bitch mode it is.&lt;br /&gt;and me and sex have already gotten our boots ready. yea....ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-116020814752492237?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/116020814752492237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=116020814752492237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/116020814752492237'/><link rel='self' 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ELMO'S ON DRUGS!&lt;br /&gt;think the dog can smell the drugs..&lt;br /&gt;either that or it thinks elmo's a daranged cat.&lt;br /&gt;MUST....HAVE....DRUGGED.....ELMO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-115893707374388823?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/115893707374388823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=115893707374388823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115893707374388823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115893707374388823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/09/omg-elmos-on-drugs-think-dog-can-smell.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-115780835862740329</id><published>2006-09-09T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T21:34:09.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You Are 64% Gross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howgrossareyouquiz/gross-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're pretty dirty, and there's a good change you're living in a total dump.&lt;br /&gt;And your body? Not too clean either. Watch out for killer bacteria, Pig Pen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howgrossareyouquiz/"&gt;How Gross Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yay...i'm gross...hopefully i'm so gross that bacteria dare not come near me. &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/12787951-115780835862740329?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/115780835862740329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=115780835862740329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115780835862740329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115780835862740329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-are-64-gross-youre-pretty-dirty.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-115764851971822935</id><published>2006-09-08T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T21:09:28.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffd391;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Deadly Sins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffce93"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pride&lt;/strong&gt;: 60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc995"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Envy&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc498"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greed&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffbf9a"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sloth&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb99c"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lust&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb49e"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrath&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffafa1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gluttony&lt;/strong&gt;: 0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffaaa3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chance You'll Go to Hell&lt;/strong&gt;: 31%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffa5a5"&gt;You will die of malnutrition, after the Olson twins make dying of malnutrition trendy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok...after i read this i've decided to stuff my face until i die of obesity. yay! the when i'm old and married my kids can sleep on my tummy! ahh~the wonder of being fat. waiting for me to explore....on second thoughts...why would i want to die of obesity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe thats how i'll die....with my pretty branded gown and my bouquet of sunflowers-not roses and all my lovely solid gold tropheys. I AM EGO! ahaha. (not so) yay&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/12787951-115764851971822935?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/115764851971822935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=115764851971822935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115764851971822935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115764851971822935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/09/your-deadly-sinspride-60envy-40greed_08.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-115740048365074082</id><published>2006-09-05T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T04:08:14.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>+may the soul of the beloved and well recognised croc hunter rest in peace+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be keeping him in my prayers for a while i guess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-115740048365074082?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/115740048365074082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=115740048365074082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115740048365074082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115740048365074082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/09/may-soul-of-beloved-and-well.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-115739860061826368</id><published>2006-09-05T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T03:39:16.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh i miss my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hear this loud breathing and snoring.....and grunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its creepy, it woke me up, its 2am, its dark, i have fears, i want to sleep, i cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that i cant see through my window when their completely shut. can only see myself. and if i want to see through them, i have to walk really close and like squint out. thats kinda creepy. i really really really really really miss the sun.&lt;br /&gt;OH LOOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/johnny/1126742666_sedward045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/johnny/1126742666_sedward045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't he sexy? sad...but sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/johnny/sleeyhollow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/johnny/sleeyhollow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't he sexy too? u know this movie was really creepy. even he thinks so ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/johnny/corpse019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/johnny/corpse019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ya...either i'm phsyco, or he's sexy too..yup he's sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/johnny/1155325689_WindowF8-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/johnny/1155325689_WindowF8-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo! look min jun its some schizophrenic guy! yay! he's weird. and dangerous. ya. he's still sexy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/johnny/ch13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/johnny/ch13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know what this guy did...but he's still sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/johnny/Johnny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/johnny/Johnny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo! he's sexy! he has sweets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/johnny/standee_sparrow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/johnny/standee_sparrow2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Ooh! u have to find him sexy! Look he runs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/johnny/71401212kk023_pirates_jpn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/johnny/71401212kk023_pirates_jpn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay...he's old...and he has kids. and he had multiple partners.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll be old too. and he's sexy! and he got my head off that creepy snoring. YAY HIM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh ooh ooh chin u still owe me. YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-115739860061826368?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/115739860061826368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=115739860061826368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115739860061826368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115739860061826368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/09/sigh-i-miss-my-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/johnny/th_1126742666_sedward045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-115702686605590981</id><published>2006-08-31T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T20:21:06.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm moody...yay&lt;br /&gt;i hate alarms..yay&lt;br /&gt;i like mondays...yay&lt;br /&gt;i realise that really nice clothes are the really expensive ones..damn...yay&lt;br /&gt;ah~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna delete this blog coz i dont know what to do with it&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna delete this blog coz i decided that i dont know how to type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uwio;fsi;oghsoghasugvvsufivgs;.bhasoibiha'w2492r04r72foefjk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like wasting your time (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-115702686605590981?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/115702686605590981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=115702686605590981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115702686605590981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115702686605590981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-moody.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-115643305104136332</id><published>2006-08-24T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T01:06:53.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm...lets see if this blog can resurrect...oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deleted my last post. blasted photobucket. its 0013 and i haven't bathed. yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit of faq today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i always happy? have i ever been sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when ppl say 'u dont know how it feels, you've never been sad'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i wasn't always happy. there was a time i hated myself. my life, and i hated saturdays. saturdays were like execution day for me...every week. i hated christmas holidays. i'd rather be in school learning how to add. christmas holidays was like......christmas purgatory. i hated my voice. i hated my closest companion. and they all hated me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i do to them? what did i do to deserve it? well, when some1 finds the answer tell me. though i'll probably get pissed and fight back. oh well. to me i'll win anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to be left out. it sucks to have to entertain yourself coz no one will talk to u. it sucks to be the one left out when your out with a group of close friends. ya it sucks. those days suck. thank God it doesn't happen everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what if your around 7, 8, 9. and &lt;strong&gt;everyweek&lt;/strong&gt; your forced to be with a group of people who dont want to talk to u, or play with u. &lt;strong&gt;everyweek&lt;/strong&gt; your with a group of people who plot to walk away and leave u alone behind your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if ur so young, lets say your 7, your mind is still in wonder. and because your young and blur, u make mistakes. but what if the around you people hold grudges on you. just because of that one little mistake. they cant seem to forgive, coz ur not cute enough to give them that puppy dog look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if the people you loved deeply hated u. hated you because you were really not cute enough, hated you because they were afraid of being hated for showing the slightest bit of affection to you. hated you because they simply did not want to love u. and worse still, influenced people into disliking u further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to cut it short, what if u were so ostracized, that everything u did was wrong. so ostracized that when u got something better, they'd sigh. so ostracised that they all left u and u got lost in the middle of nowhere, and when they found u, u get nothing but pissed looks and a scolding. so ostracized that u just had no more heart or self esteem to focus, and for that u were scolded. and no matter how badly u wanted to leave u cant. your forced to stay there and get spat at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ostracized that you hated yourself and your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ostracised that even people who didn't know u hated u and just shunned you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. that was me. and i was only 7, 8 ,9. how sucky it felt. i was only so young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not worth it feeling all that sadness. i never cried much. until....3 days ago. but ya...its not worth it. happiness is way better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if u say i wont understand what sadness is like, shut up. i got it worse than u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-115643305104136332?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/115643305104136332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=115643305104136332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115643305104136332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115643305104136332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/08/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-115039549861210600</id><published>2006-06-16T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T16:16:23.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so so so so so much to talk abt.&lt;br /&gt;so so little time...&lt;br /&gt;so so so so so so so so much hom&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip041.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ework.&lt;br /&gt;so so many potential hours cleaning the science lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. the czech trip! yay! when i got home i suddenly realised how hot singapore really is..gosh. and i re-discovered the joys of iced green tea. mmmm..green tea. and i miss the sun! yes! the sun! when i got back home it was dark and gloomy and dark and not sunny. :( but in czech, at 8, its sunny! at 9, still sunny! at 10, not sunny! at 4, sunny!! aha. i suddenly thought of indu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya and we got 2 golds! yay! applause! WOOT!! 95/100 for the folklore category and 94/100 for the mixed below 19 category. though probably all of yall already knew that, YAY! oh and a picture says a 1000 words. so to save me from typing, let my pictures tell my story! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me, geraldine and gen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;finnair food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czechtrip013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pretty pretty soaps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretty pretty prague!look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a bench!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czechtrip032.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;beautiful stain glass~of the beautiful church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czechtrip036.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a horse! its really huge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czechtrip037.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mmmm, ice-cream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czechtrip040.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on th&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czechtrip042.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e way to Olomouc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czechtrip042.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bonding time with sngs! yes i know i look retarded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czechtrip050.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boys Choir Dagilelis(they won. ahaha) &lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czechtrip054.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czechtrip053.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raffles Chorale! Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czechtrip064.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/czechtrip064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, us! yes! us! yay! yay! yay! clap clap clap clap! ahaha. choir rocks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-115039549861210600?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/115039549861210600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=115039549861210600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115039549861210600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115039549861210600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-so-so-so-so-much-to-talk-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g186/acire_erica/czech/th_czechtrip007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-115039455461399564</id><published>2006-06-16T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T02:02:34.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for 4 days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-115039455461399564?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/115039455461399564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=115039455461399564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115039455461399564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115039455461399564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/06/ive-been-home.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-115013276755212399</id><published>2006-06-13T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:19:27.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we got 2 golds!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-115013276755212399?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/115013276755212399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=115013276755212399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115013276755212399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/115013276755212399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/06/we-got-2-golds.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-114813701620950646</id><published>2006-05-20T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T22:56:56.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i haven't touched this blog in a long long long long long long long long long time. well 1 month is not that long but it's still long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see tomorrows series of not-really-unfortunate events&lt;br /&gt;-choir&lt;br /&gt;-cathecism -_- (yawn)&lt;br /&gt;-guitar&lt;br /&gt;-hip hop (thats if my mum feels like driving me down)&lt;br /&gt;-hwa chong concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and somewhere inbetween in comes homework....ahh homework~ my sweet sweet mountain. which i dont intend on doing. you know they shouldn't give us homework. its killing poor poor trees. that are homes too poor poor little animals. and we're causing their death ;'( would you like it if some1 cut down your home? thats sad and so is failing ipw. which i probably am going to. sigh. why must we do things that dont benefit our daily lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of my list of not-really-unfortunate events includes walking. which means i have to walk. and ahahahahahahahahha. i cant do that well. coz somehow i slipped on the way up the steps of yishun stadium and i sprained my foot. ya it was like so cool. not really but ya. my foot had this fat lump sticking out of it...it made my foot look disfigured. ya thats the cool part. then i massaged it and the swelling went down..or so i thought. it actually spreaded so my whole foot is swollen but u cant really tell. and when i walk of attempt to, i can feel the swelling under my skin wobbling. and its so ahahaahaha. now i cant walk properly and hurts...damn. i cant dance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-114813701620950646?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/114813701620950646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=114813701620950646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114813701620950646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114813701620950646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-havent-touched-this-blog-in-long.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-114631825225428819</id><published>2006-04-29T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T15:37:27.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SHOULD BLOG MORE OFTEN! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! but u see, everyday is a fine day, where ppl still eat llamas (grrrrr) so theres nothing much to blog abt..and i'm stupid and dont know how to put pictures on my blog. ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and woot! ahahaaha my exams are over, and yours are not~~~ ahahahahaaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh you know buying something u really really like for your friend's birthday present is a good thing. coz if he/she doesn't like it u can ask for it back, and if u really really fallen in love with it, u can just keep it. yay hint hint hint hint hint hint. ya and about a week or so ago i realised that toe skin is thick, and its fun to peel. and if your really bored, at least u can care about your toe skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also realised that since i have no more reason to cram my brain with last minute notes about air-hole and dunno what crap, i had more reason to start filling it with fluff again! so the 1st thing that came to my mind isssssss MY NEED and/or WISH LIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) court shoes...sister wont lent me hers. and i dont want to wear ballet shoes. hmph oh well money is fun to waste (need or i die)&lt;br /&gt;2) long johns! yay..they're long. (need)&lt;br /&gt;3) that nice adidas jacket...its nice! (want or could be a need..oh well NEED)&lt;br /&gt;4) earings! i have enough dangling ones! and i lost most of my studded ones..they dont seem to like me (want)&lt;br /&gt;5)cardigan..nice tan 1 (want)&lt;br /&gt;6) pencil case..argh TOO MUCH PINK! (want)&lt;br /&gt;7) a few llamas. self explanatory (want)&lt;br /&gt;8) a nice brown casual bag, ya i realise i like brown alot. its llama colour. hehehe (want)&lt;br /&gt;9) MORE STIPEY COLOURFUL TOE/NORMAL SOCKS! (want)&lt;br /&gt;10) new clothes ya...i'm vain! i know! (want)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya i found the joy in listing things, ya and my voice is damn sexy now. chin says its nicer this way..but i cant sing! so sad! iiiiiiiii wwwwaaaaaaannnnnttttt tttttooooo sssssssiiiiiiiinnnnngggggg!!!! oh and i took a picture of a worm today. it was wormy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-114631825225428819?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/114631825225428819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=114631825225428819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114631825225428819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114631825225428819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-should-blog-more-often.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-114570061477538012</id><published>2006-04-22T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T18:15:25.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahaha. exams are coming in like...2 days and i'm not studying! yay! clap clap clap clap clap clap. well, i not exactly well either. i'm sick...like really. my troat, nose and temperature are all screwed up. ya. and my nose hasn't stopped dripping since............last night..i think. ya and that leads to many many dustbins filled with bacteria soaked tissues! well thanks to me theres no more tissue on the 1st floor, so its dustbins filled with bacteria soaked toilet paper. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday thursday thursday..pe pe pe. the principal caught me and 3 other friends changing in class...ahaha actually 2 coz me and naomi had already changed. it was funny. like llamas. ahahaha. she said we shouldn't do it coz there are guys around, and they will try to imagine. ahahaha. then i asked naomi, 'are we changing in class next week?' and she was like 'YES'. aha we got caught for changing in class but the guys didn't. aha well, they all cramed themselves into that tiny room thing between 1/3 and 1/6 to changed, and the smart guy who changed the fastest opened the door to come out. and i saw alot of skin, i dunno who's, but i saw skin. and i'm not elaborating where..no peanuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya i realised i hate pEoPle WhO tYpE lIkE tHiS. and i hate people who type like this:" 2dae is veri farnie...tat person was lookin at mi. lyke i haf sumtink on mii face."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya evidence of a twit. its annoying. ya. why cant they develop teh ability to spell and type properly, and improve their english. my gosh. oh and i finished another toilet roll. damn i'm killing trees. stupid nose....BLAME IT ON CHOIR! IT MADE ME SICK! THEY ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR TEH MURDER OF TREES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-114570061477538012?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/114570061477538012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=114570061477538012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114570061477538012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114570061477538012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/04/ahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-114507820571003725</id><published>2006-04-15T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T13:16:45.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>u know if your really really really bored sitting in front seat of the car doing nothing...one thing u can do is freeze your toes. AHAHA! its fun..they feel cold...and u might lose feeling in them but oh well hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiot proof insturctions on how to freeze your toes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) make sure your sitting at the front seat. it makes things alot alot easier....u wont have to stretch much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) make sure that your socks(yay! stipey socks rock!) are removed..and your feet is not covered in excessive sweat or foot stink...if it is, i suggest u forget the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) rest your toes on the air-con thing of the car..make sure the air-con is actually on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) sit back relax..and wait for your toes to lose most of its feeling. its fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*if whoever driving the car makes noise, its advisable to take your feet down. oh if yoru the one driving, u'd be stupider than stupid to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and do not hold me responsible for any loss of toes, or severe damage to sence of smell. ya ahaha. its fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i have a new life ambition....TO OUTLAW THE CONSUMPTION OF LLAMAS...LLAMAS ARE MEANT TO BE LOVED NOT EATEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u imagine?? ppl eat llamas! poor poor llamas. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-114507820571003725?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/114507820571003725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=114507820571003725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114507820571003725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114507820571003725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/04/u-know-if-your-really-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-114446564113272159</id><published>2006-04-08T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T11:07:21.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally i am blogging. ahaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have absolutely nothing to blog abt....YAY! lets clap. hmmmm lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wetting toilet paper and throwing them around and seeing them stick to the walls/ceiling is really really really really fun. AHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya but i'm not stupid enough to throw in onto my ceiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the walls are fun...ahahaha.  adults shall never understand the joy of childish sencelessness and stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. buts its fun! like really really fun. yay! just to see the soggy toilet paper go splat! on the walls. AHAHHAAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. u should try it. yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-114446564113272159?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/114446564113272159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=114446564113272159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114446564113272159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114446564113272159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/04/finally-i-am-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-114327377520381600</id><published>2006-03-25T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T22:15:29.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy...nice new layout! yay! oh ya and the tagboard is a little.....slow. so if u cant see it, refresh the page! yay! be sure to taggggg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i almost almost forgot &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;!!HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY!! MUACKS!! &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yes! its my beloved mum's b'day! yay! mum u rock! tho i dont think u will ever read this but..oh well! u rock! lots and lots and lost and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of love! i love u!xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-114327377520381600?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/114327377520381600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=114327377520381600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114327377520381600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114327377520381600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/03/heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-114326714934416648</id><published>2006-03-25T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T14:12:29.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh you know what?! the song 'come fly with me' has the word llama land in it! yay! jazz rocks! i suppose there are llamas in peru! yay! south america rocks! ahaha. if i had a llama, its name would either be lenny, soup or duck. or i can have 3 llamas! and name them lenny soup and duck! ahaha and it would be happy happy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya thats kinda all i wanted to say. except.....hi! ya hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm thinking of bertha the singing birthday cake. dont ask me why. i just am...aha stupid playhouse disney&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-114326714934416648?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/114326714934416648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=114326714934416648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114326714934416648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114326714934416648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-you-know-what-song-come-fly-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-114285777413026675</id><published>2006-03-20T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T20:29:34.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm lets see what happened today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL GAVE ME &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; YAY! they rock! so does rachel! ahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u know why i like stripey socks? COZ THEY ROCK! ya they rhyme with rock, and they do rock and they are stripey and they are socks. and socks prevent your little toes from freezing up and dropping off. ahaha come to think of it, if your toes fell off,  i'll laugh! ahahaha! laughing is contagious and is advantages ahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya and so u know why i like llamas? no? well when u find out tell me. ya i want to know too. maybe coz they have more legs than me...hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i wrote a poem...on saturday...ok 2 poems wanna read it? go look for it yourself! its not far from here~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and a good message yall should keep in mind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;if u sprinkle while u &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;tinkle&lt;/span&gt;, please be neat, and wipe the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;seat&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/12787951-114285777413026675?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/114285777413026675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=114285777413026675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114285777413026675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114285777413026675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/03/hmm-lets-see-what-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-114234912422121179</id><published>2006-03-14T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T23:12:04.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like sunflowers! yupp! ahaha. and i'm getting sick of this skin, but they dont have a nice sunflower skin. sadd sadd! its a sunny yellow banana dayy! and actually i found a nicer skin, but i'm using it for somethign else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. thats all i wanted to say. oh ya word of the day &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JELLY!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yup jelly! why? i dunno just thought of it. jelly jelly jelly jelly jelly...in america they call it jello. oh well. jelly jelly jelly jelly jelly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-114234912422121179?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/114234912422121179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=114234912422121179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114234912422121179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114234912422121179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-like-sunflowers-yupp-ahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-114224175765960191</id><published>2006-03-13T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T17:22:37.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what is there to blog abt...hmmm NOTHING! YAY! how exciting! lets clap! clap clap clap clap clap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh todays basketball match. i cant play at all. really. i suck. i was there coz there was no 1 else. ya. aha. we lost to both teams, 2/5 and 2/9. and i really really suck....oh well back to the stage! my place! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/5 were good. they played fair, they let us practice with them hehe. ya and that guy, who's face and name i cant remember was pro..ya damn pro! oh and bo cheng rocks! yay! that pretty girl. he was especially chio todayy. ya but we lost. we were winning at 1st, then they got better. and the score was......10/8 claps for 2/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/9.....hmm. 2/9. it was a rough game. a bit too rough. they were like fouling the whole game thru. i think their main ambition was to hurt the players as badly ad they could. and got on some ppl's nerves. but they still won. carmina was like tooting the whole way. yup. oh well. its understandable. if u know what i mean. 2/9. nine *******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basket ball, so not my thing....i await the stage!!!!  yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I AM SUPER RESTLESS COZ I CANT STAY AT HOME WHEN ITS THE HOLIDAYS!!! NEED TO GET OUT! ARGH!! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-114224175765960191?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/114224175765960191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=114224175765960191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114224175765960191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114224175765960191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-is-there-to-blog-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-114112670983647956</id><published>2006-02-28T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T19:38:29.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay i have absolutely nothing to blog abt..and i stink and i am grossing myself out coz i need a shower..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um...oh ya ca results! quite happy except that i failed chinese..bleah. oh well at least its not math. yay! i passed math! and everything else! except chinese -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah heck. not a big deal....ya and besides that nothing else interesting happened. actually alot of stuff happened. but nothing that is blog-safe...oh ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;!!!!!HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;JUN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YING!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yay! birthdays rock! i miss mine. so sad. so long more to go...tomorrow is chin's birthday! yay!  my retardedness! yay! gosh i miss her. and the rest of 6 hope '05. ahaha. oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-114112670983647956?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/114112670983647956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=114112670983647956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114112670983647956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114112670983647956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/02/yay-i-have-absolutely-nothing-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-114061582180711880</id><published>2006-02-22T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:43:42.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;YAY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;d &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;YAY!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-114061582180711880?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/114061582180711880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=114061582180711880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114061582180711880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114061582180711880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/02/yay-i-passed-math-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-114053153199741916</id><published>2006-02-21T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T22:21:23.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a typical, normal, ya-awn, nothing-out-of-the-ordinary school day. in other words, i have nothing to blog abt. la~deedum. la~dadeedum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! after school we did this amazing race thing. ran around the whole school looking for this tiny piece of paper telling us to run to the other end of the school, so that when we reach there, we can run more. yup...oh and so that we could crawl on the ground too. aahaha. it was quite fun. i dunno why, i was running like mad. usually when i run i'll be like......gaaaaaaaasppppp! caaaaaant ruuuuuuuuuuun! but this time i was like WAHAAA HEE HEE!!!!!!!!! LETS RUN MORE!!!!!!!! oh and there was this water section where we poured the whole bucket of water over melvinnn.......and he was like ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! so cold! and i was like wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hyper spam! sdgb strhnfjnaetbaetxdhb ryn e. u know what? peer support session is fun!!!!! but 'strangely' every1 happened to have tuition or whatever. aha. i like to ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun! oh just realised!~ i'm officially 13 years and 1 month old! yay! only 11 months to my next birthday!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-114053153199741916?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/114053153199741916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=114053153199741916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114053153199741916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114053153199741916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-was-typical-normal-ya-awn.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-114010263449571408</id><published>2006-02-16T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T23:10:34.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time to blog time to blog time to blog blog blog...pass few days have been interesting i guess. funny stuff happened. especially yesterday...not really but ya. yay! funny stuff is fun and.....funnY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday~~~~~~~jing hui made some sick sick sick sick sick observations abt _____ ya. no need to say more. too too too too too sick! some1 meed to wash her brain man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday tuesday tuesdaaaay..valentines day~a tacky excuse for a celebration. yet quite fun and drama. aha ya. i got a rose! a nice little pinkish rose! yay. and i wonderful maid planted it. yay! she rocks! quite happy with it! tho i dont think i showed it. but its really nice hehe. ya sadly, i got 1 small pinkish rose(which i do appreciate) AND THIS NAOMI NG GOT A WHOLE BIG RED BOUQUET! ya..i see red, jealousy, envy grrrrrrrrrrr. all the girls including moi went crazy over it. grrrrrrrrrrrr. if anyone gave that to me i'd be like AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;and instead, i got water squirted in my face all over my nice nice english worksheet by that stupid twit. for no reason i can think of. ah heck. retribution is sweeet~&lt;br /&gt;oh and happy belated birthday to kt, blodwen and yixuan! yay! happy birthday to youuuuuuuu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok wednesday.........which was yesterday! yup. paper balls were being thrown at me for no reason. by some angelic wonderful people sitting behind me. hmph note the sarcasm. ya so i started throwing it back at them an i was still very high and whOoooO! soo my aiming was bleah and i missed almost everytime. then right after the math test, after the tension, and the stiffness and the 7 blanks, i started throwing again...and yay! SCORE!! ya and yiting joined in...coz they were attacking her too! speaking of math...think i will pass. but not very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today~went to j8 with blodwen and junying. had ice cream! that stabby thing. ya stabby, coz we had to stab the ice cream balls and fruit and cake and stuff. and there was chocolate! yay! lots of it! and strawberry! but i didn't really like it. ahahha. fun. gst........waste of $$$$$$$$$! oh and i went to the dental bus this morning. every1 was like...its very veyr painful! and i was damn scared. coz every trip i remember talking since p5 to the dentist ended in tears......phobia. but they cheated my feelings! aha. thank god actually. it wasn't painful..well a bit. but ya! they tensed me up for no reason! evillllll~_~  it was like krkkkkkkkkkkrrrrkkk....i cant really spell out the sound. it'd be stupid too. oh and today i cooked my own lunch. had that burger thing!. yay! my own lunch. for once hehe! fun fun fun fun anderson rocks........!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-114010263449571408?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/114010263449571408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=114010263449571408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114010263449571408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/114010263449571408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/02/time-to-blog-time-to-blog-time-to-blog_16.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113958588108827364</id><published>2006-02-10T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T16:10:07.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okk time to blog! lots of things to say....but somehow when i'm blogging i cant think of any. hmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in certain environments/places (or whatever) i come across as a loner...thats sadddddd. so laughable! ahahaahahaha. i'm like the opposite of 1. i'm quite an attention seeker actually. i like the&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; limelight&lt;/span&gt;! *flash flash* its not a good thing i know. aha.&lt;br /&gt;quote from gg-heck what they think. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! ahaha today was a long day. quite draggy. choir choir choir.. la la la lA~ sad that i'm not allowed to quit. sob sob sniff sniff. no drama! ) ; oh look on the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bright&lt;/span&gt; side! sik sik is fun..nearly memorised it. shima e is nice, the ppl there are nice, and...were going to PRAGUE! yay EUROPE! longing to go there for ages...must look foward! cant wait! ahaha! oh and we're learning spongebob! YAY! FUN! and we get to sing in air-con yay! i should be happy! yay i am! i dont have to practice in a bomb shelter! poor band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see what else can i type. today my mum went to work in a full pink outfit! yay mummy u rock! pink rocks! and i took a picture of this huge snail, it cute. reminds me of some ppl. named it lary! yay! oh and love is in the airr! ahaha i heart u!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113958588108827364?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113958588108827364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113958588108827364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113958588108827364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113958588108827364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/02/okk-time-to-blog-lots-of-things-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113922652080227142</id><published>2006-02-06T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T20:07:40.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have no idea what happened to my previous post. it just disappeared.....well it was a lame post and i dont mind it disappearing all i said was that there was this guy i couldn't stand in class and he's a literally bloody flirt. yup sad for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm......its getting obvious and i dunno what to do. just let time pass i guess. nothing much i can do. oh well, always look on the brightttt side of life! da dum da da da da~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsa things on my mind as usual very very disoriented. fluffy fluffy fluff again. sigh sigh sigh. i keep thinking of maroon 5's sweetest goodbye. nicee song....stuck in my head man......heartattack. BOOM DIE ahahaha that was random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is fun! yay! yay! dont ask me why! like 1/3 isn't a class full of feathery angels. its kinda the opposite. just that we're not little red things with horns either. ahaha. principal standing there and we're still shouting. lifes goooood~ hehe fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fluffy fluffy fluff. i am not michelle. i am erica! yay! michelle so does not suit me. erica erica erica erica. yes ERICA! yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113922652080227142?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113922652080227142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113922652080227142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113922652080227142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113922652080227142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-have-no-idea-what-happened-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113863538318869562</id><published>2006-01-30T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T23:36:23.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its the holidays! clap clap! which leads to me getting bored and more time to blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; may the year of the bitch be a happy, fun, exciting year for u! and i hope its the least but bitchy unless u like it that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay chinese new year...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$$$$. &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i haven't counted or even looked at what i got this year. i'll do it later. its kinda at the bottom of my priority list. yup around where homework is...to much fluffy stuff on my mind, as usual the meaningless fluff seems to be more important that the useful fluff..shouldn't be! ahhhhhhhhh!! must get less distracted!!!!! meditating and humming helps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok got tired of humming. lets seeee what did i want to blog about in the 1st place? oh ya. alot of stuff. cant wait to get back to school. holidays are quite sian if u dont really have any plans. at least at school u have something to do. and retards to see and ppl to sing with lala la laaaaaa~ yay! school rocks! yay! 1/3 rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya and speaking of singing, i getting obsessed with 'more than words' everytime i pick up my guitar the 1st song i think of is more than words...than i start playing teh 1st few barres over and over again coz i'm pathetic and forgot how to play the rest. should i play that for talentime? should i even join that thing? i have 1 more day to think abt it. like no 1 is joining. frown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm frowning is bad. smile! gosh i need to sing. but i have no 1 to sing with...i'll pull along my sis. lala la laaaaaa~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113863538318869562?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113863538318869562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113863538318869562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113863538318869562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113863538318869562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-holidays-clap-clap-which-leads-to.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113841895647341264</id><published>2006-01-28T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T11:29:50.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh i'm really preoccupied nowadays. i'm so preoccupied i dont even know what i'm preoccupied with. sooooooooo blogging has become a weekly affair......and stoning an hourly affair...ya 4 days of shool-less fun. i'm excited whoopee. -_- gosh its gonna get dead boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok my wonderful wonderful cca...left me in depression for abt 1 hour. i cant believe it man. i never imagined that i would join it. its like in primary school i chose the suckiest cca in world over that cca. now i get it. sigh........choir. the least they could do was put me in alto..coz the sop is like unreachable, only dogs can hear it. thats for teh sik sik song. that cat high song. its high! and even tho its sop 2 theres no diff. sad sad. ahh nevermind&lt;br /&gt;the practice wasn't as sian as i thouhgt..yay~ stay happY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am pretty sad this week. even tho i dont really show it. why? hmph not telling! but still being sad is.....sad. i'm used t being happy! and cheerfuL! and retarded! well i still am but..still sad deep deep inside. ah sob sob. it wont last anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya and i wanted to blog abt 1 more thing but i cant really remember what. give me a moment. hmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea CNY! YAY! besides how annoying it is to make useless trips to see relatives who sadly live all the way across singapore, i get&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; $$$$$$$$$$&lt;/span&gt;! yup just 1 week ago was my birthday and i have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$$$$&lt;/span&gt;. now its cny and i get more &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$$$$$$$&lt;/span&gt;. life is gooood. ahhhh~ i in wuuv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anderson rocks. u should have come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113841895647341264?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113841895647341264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113841895647341264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113841895647341264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113841895647341264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/01/gosh-im-really-preoccupied-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113785648751307695</id><published>2006-01-21T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T23:17:20.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;todays my birthday! tho theres only 1 hour and 4 minutes of it left. sob sob cry cry. thanks to msn, theres 59 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yay! i'm 13! finally! ahahaah. thats nice. today was fun fun fun fun fun. we totally messed up the cinema. totally totally. kept trowing popcorn at each other. fun fun! yay! its snowinG!. ahaha. being a geisha is hard.......wonder why they changed it to geiko. yay! birthdays rock! u get free stuff for no reason. and lots of $$$$$ and nice nice company and u get to hear your grandmum sing thru the phone. ahahah. sweet sweet gestures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;364 days to the next one! yay thats not to long! time really just flies by! like 364 days ago i remember puking thru my nose at a theme park. and 729 days ago i remember having my a friend sleep over and stealing plactic gems from the florist. yay! birthdays rock!!!! ka-chinG! $$$$$$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sad its over tho....ahaha. not long from now for sure. time flies faster than u think. aha cant wait. wonder what crazy stuff i'm gonna do........hmmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;4749 days ago my mum was being cut up and i was taken out! yay!!!! the world rejoiced or at least a fraction of it ahahaha~~~~birthdays rock birthdays rock birthdays rock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113785648751307695?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113785648751307695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113785648751307695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113785648751307695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113785648751307695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/01/yay-yay-yay-yay-yay-yay-yay-yay-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113766465273306163</id><published>2006-01-19T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T17:57:32.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>abt time i should blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to blog abt school coz every1 in the whole bleeding world is talking abt schoool......sooooooooooo i shant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! cant wait for saturday! finally i'll be 13! ahahaha the joy! i cant wait...what should i wear. hmm....ah who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dots. so many dots. like teh irritating messages and posts my sister makes.&lt;br /&gt;eg. i say,' I might be joining volleyball'&lt;br /&gt;she says,' really...why...' or 'oh...haha...why...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strange but its sad to see that she doesn't know that othe puntuation marks exist tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm getting bored of blogging abt boring dots and toots, so i'm going to blog abt school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rocks! ya it does~its fun! tho humanities suck. but&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;everything else is fuN! yay! i so prefer to be in school than at home. yay! yaaaaaaaaaay yaaaaaaaay! school rocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113766465273306163?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113766465273306163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113766465273306163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113766465273306163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113766465273306163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/01/abt-time-i-should-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113722185587666085</id><published>2006-01-14T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T14:57:35.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cca open house....hmmm. quite interesting. as usual the talks are boring. but what to join&lt;br /&gt;volleyball vs. drama vs. choir&lt;br /&gt;ah think abt that later. got some other stuff on my mind. like people. they are weird. like really weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u think some1 is like that they turn out to be completely different. which has a weird effect. maybe i'm thinking too much. whatever. still weird. i hope i'm wrong abt that person. at first // seems so nice. turns out // is really 0_0. maybe i'm over analyzing, afterall its only been 2 weeks. sigh. maybe i'm jealous......maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got nothing to say. time goes by and things change. and some ppl are moving fast way way too fast. weird strange not normal. ah~lets see, think of something &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;! and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bright&lt;/span&gt;! and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my birthday next week! YAY! i'm 13 next week! YAY! i get to see my old friends next week! YAY! and i'm getting a new phone! YAY! go birthdays they rock. but they also mean you're getting older....hmmmm and faster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113722185587666085?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113722185587666085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113722185587666085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113722185587666085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113722185587666085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/01/cca-open-house.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113663882399557921</id><published>2006-01-07T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T21:00:24.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so i was wrong. our orientation doesn't suck. it really really really really really really really sucks. reading chin's and claud's posts make me feel so grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. they had fun! which sec 1 would care abt financial stuff and how anderson began and how to get stupid cca points?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm, think happy thoughts. happy happy thoughts. happy happy happy thoughts. the seniors are nice. the sec1s are nice. my class is nice. i'm in 1/3! yay. i'm quite excited. new lessons! new class! yaaaaaaaaay! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;my birthday's coming!!!!! yay! &lt;/span&gt; and in my class there are very very interesting ppl! rejoice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so i went for drama auditions. i think i went to fast. but i'll just hope for the best. coz i do not want to join choir. 1 is enough. so i shall be happy happy. though i miss my ex classmates. i'll see them soon. we'll be watching ~memoirs of a geisha~ or whatever movie is on that we can watch~mooooooooooooooooooooovie i love moooooooooovies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113663882399557921?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113663882399557921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113663882399557921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113663882399557921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113663882399557921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/01/ok-so-i-was-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113629230691790101</id><published>2006-01-03T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T20:45:06.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so today was the first day of school....which ofcourse is unnerving at 1st but that didn't last long and strangely majority(a huge huge majority) of the ppl are like big sized&gt;about my height or taller. which is good coz they probably wont grow much like me. sob sob sob i'm getting short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway over with the growth shit. hmm lets see all the sec 1s are super super super quiet and untalkative lonely introverts..well at least they are now. they seem so innocent and quiet and miserable which is sad, ofcourse with teh exception of 2 rather lets say girlish fools. giggling insecure hyenas and loud i'm-trying-hard-be-and-completely-annoying! bimbos. ya but lets not dwell on the miseries of the earth and lets pity them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't sleep last night. i really wanted to but i couldn't. it was not because i was excited, more of the fact that my brain didn't want to shut down and i have a sad phobia of the dark so i kept thinking stupid thoughts which decreased my chances of getting any sleep at all. so i tossed and turned until 3+ and got fed up and resorted to the simple and wonderful habit of reading. right right ok not important. though its amazing how fanning your eyes vigorously can keep u so awake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at the end of the day we had to do this english placement test. and our names we called out by the teacher, who (like always) called me michelle. i knew she would call me that. oh well. anyway the test was hard. ofcourse i didn't expect it to be easy. but thank heavens its only mcq. alot of spelling. which i so so suck at! ah nevermind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113629230691790101?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113629230691790101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113629230691790101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113629230691790101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113629230691790101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/01/ok-so-today-was-first-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113604596960451898</id><published>2006-01-01T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T00:31:06.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!HAPPY NEW YEAR!! &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to everyone everywhere, whether its the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;time of the month&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;or not, it time to be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;happy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;relax!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;enjoy the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;fresh fresh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bright&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;start of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;new year.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;though it would be very very sad to have it leaking now ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;damn.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;one second it 2005 the next its 2006. and in 3 weeks i'll be a fresh jumpy 13-year old. moving too too fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and now its time to start wasting my 300++ free SMSs on happy new year greetings. nah i wont. shall not be wasteful this year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&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/12787951-113604596960451898?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113604596960451898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113604596960451898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113604596960451898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113604596960451898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-to-everyone-everywhere.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113586827323498210</id><published>2005-12-29T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T22:57:53.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg how could i have been so slow to notice??? FRANZ FERDINAND IS COMING TO SINGAPORE!!!!! AHAHAHA!!! well i know many people think that they are the sissiest band in the whole universe but......their songs are so so so so so addictive!!!! i must must must get tickets!!! its not that expensive..i think with support from chinese new year, i will have enough to pay for my own tickets!!!! ahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky lucky you're so lucky, lucky lucky you're so lucky, lucky lucky you're so lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must must get tickets!! hopefully i can go alone and get a friend to come along. dont think mum will approve tho. i must must go! tho i dont know anyone that likes them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113586827323498210?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113586827323498210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113586827323498210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113586827323498210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113586827323498210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/12/omg-how-could-i-have-been-so-slow-to.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113551445497151169</id><published>2005-12-25T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T20:56:00.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;here!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;short&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;exciting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;year&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;full&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;laughter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;tears!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;merry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;new,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;exciting,&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; meaningful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&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/12787951-113551445497151169?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113551445497151169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113551445497151169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113551445497151169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113551445497151169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-finally-christmas-is.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113526634621880155</id><published>2005-12-22T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T23:50:11.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!!!!!!!!!!!! todays a day that should be celebrated! why? becauseeeeeeee, its my 5oth post! ahaha i can even hear celebration music in my head ahaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that is all crap. it is my 50th post buuuuuut there are many many other reasons to celebrate, 1stly, today was posting day, and there were many tears of sadness, some were fake, i can see, butttttttt not from me!!!!!!!! i got into the school of my choice. yes i did! i'm finally an andersonian. or whatever its called but YAY!!!!!! REJOICE!!!!!!!!! i think i'm the only 1 in my class to go to anderson. yes its very very sad we shall all observe a moment of silence. ok moment over. but i do know that i'm not the only one form my school to go there so thats sort of a plus side. i'm really really excited. i cant wait to get up early tomorrow and waer my blessed school u for the last time! aha the joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another reason to rejoice isssssssssssss.... my concert is finally over! YAY!!!!!!!!!! HOORAY! no more full day practices until next year!!!! YAY!!!!!!! it went quite well. but i;m really really glad thats its over. and the make up was pretty thick. i still have it on my face, getting itchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh rejoicing is fun. sasd that i'm sprouting huge horrible, icky, unsqueezable, and disgusting pimples all over my body.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113526634621880155?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113526634621880155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113526634621880155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113526634621880155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113526634621880155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/12/yay-todays-day-that-should-be.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113496190286098598</id><published>2005-12-19T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T14:59:19.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 days to go till i finally have a reason to return to school. but that will also be my last day as an olgc ij girl. sad how times flies. still remember my p1 orientation. had no idea what was going on at all. how stupid i was. i guess i still am a bit of an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant wait for that day! ahahahahaha! get to see 6 hope again! get to give out presents! and hopefully get some back in return! yay! soap! socks! llama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ofcourse thats the lats day 6 hope will be in a classroom together. sob sob sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days 3 more days 3 more days to schooooooooooooool!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and really cant wait to get back in that uniform. yay! go uniform! really brings a nice sence of belonging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113496190286098598?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113496190286098598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113496190286098598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113496190286098598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113496190286098598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/12/3-days-to-go-till-i-finally-have.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113411036736582182</id><published>2005-12-09T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T15:13:40.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tis' &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REALLY &lt;/span&gt;is the season the season to be jolly~fa la la la laaaaaaaa la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz yesterday after a whole 12 hours at the chalet, i came home to find an early christmas present..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A FANTASTIC &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ELECTRIC GUITAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;waiting for me!!!!!!!! + the supa cool amps and all the funny bits and peices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha!!!!!!!! i finaly got it!!!!!! and it sound sooooooooooooooooooooooooo wow! and i love it! sad to sad my classical guitar might be neglected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like the coolest and best gift i've ever ever gotten i seriously couldn't ask for more~ and its mine!!!!! all all mine!!!! every inch of it! up till the last screw! ahahahahahahahaha all mine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great gratitute given to my mum and dad!!!!!!!! who said i'll recieve it on christmas day! well, they lied...but not all lies are bad! gosh i really tore a huge hole in their pockets...+ the fact that tomorrow i'm going to genting to ride the corkscrew! wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahahaha. i like llamas and dark brownish red guitars....and chin would u stop hitting me with the bloody spongebob haversack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113411036736582182?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113411036736582182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113411036736582182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113411036736582182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113411036736582182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/12/tis-really-is-season-season-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113376987389880076</id><published>2005-12-05T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T14:35:03.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY! 20 days to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even though there are many many different theories what christmas is about, i like the one that goes "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; is about receiving presents!!!" it has a nice ring to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to save the kind and beautiful and wonderful friends the trouble, of cramming their brain trying to figure out what i would like(which is very very very frustrating): i'd like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;earings&lt;/span&gt;!!! even tho i have quite a collection, u can never have enough &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;earings&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;socks&lt;/span&gt;!!! yay &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;socks&lt;/span&gt;!! i love &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;socks&lt;/span&gt;!! especially really &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; ones...&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; ones are nice too!&lt;br /&gt;~smart &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;keychains&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;pins/badges/buttons&lt;/span&gt; or whatever u want to call it.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;llama&lt;/span&gt;..anything to do with &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;llamas&lt;/span&gt;..ahahahaha &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;llama lama&lt;/span&gt; duck&lt;br /&gt;~A &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;HUG&lt;/span&gt;!!!! a nice warm smuggly &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;hug&lt;/span&gt; would be great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that should be it...surprises are nice too i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well if u are hoping to receive something from me leave a tag! gosh i miss school. and i still owe cheryl teo and chin &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;chocs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;feliz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;navidad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;prospero&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ano&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;feliz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ci&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dad&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113376987389880076?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113376987389880076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113376987389880076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113376987389880076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113376987389880076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/12/yay-20-days-to-christmas-and-even.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113258834812281102</id><published>2005-11-21T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T19:04:36.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel goooood, ta na na na na na na, i know that i would, ta na na na na na na, i feeeeeeeeeeeeel good, ta na na na na na na i noe that i would, so good so good, i got u ta na na NA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahaha its the ~holidays~ which means ~hanging out~ ~shopping~ ~being stupid~&lt;br /&gt;~movies~ ~flying popcorn~ ~pretty christmas lights u see every night at orchard road~ ~lazing out~ and more new socks~ ~ahahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! after all the tears and hugs from the wonderful angles and saying goodbye to all the fun-sucking morons(whoopee!) its finally goof-off time! YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i intend to spend as much time as possible with everyone that i love love love...not forgetting the darlings from 6 hope. ahahahaha tis' the season to be jolly! falalalala~lalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i get nice gifts. socks are nice. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;l socks are nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113258834812281102?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113258834812281102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113258834812281102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113258834812281102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113258834812281102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-feel-goooood-ta-na-na-na-na-na-na-i.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113215337117241364</id><published>2005-11-16T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T23:57:49.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so sad, disappointed, distraught, depressed and all the other adjetives u can use to describe sadness and dissapointment. dont get me wrong, i AM a huge harry potter fan.&lt;br /&gt;the movie was given 3 stars. i think it deserved 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here's my short review of harry potter GOF the movie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;it's the disappointment of the year. in other words, it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here's my long and whiney review of harry potter GOF the movie:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;u cant expect the director to cover all 636 pages of the book in fantastic detail. so i did expect him to cut off some parts of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't expect him to cut off the whole bloody book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was way too underdone. every scene was like 10 seconds long and then it suddenly cuts off to another pointless scene. and i think they were trying to save a lot of $$$ coz there was a serious lack of cast. they completely forgot about some major characters(does the word spew, and minister of magical games and sports give u a clue?). and they spent very very very little time on the other cast like the champions and the teachers and the enemy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the scenes they &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; feature, were done as if they were trying to use as little tape and time as possible. and all the scenes they&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; didn't &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;feature were the important ones the ones giving out the most information. the takes were really way way way way way too short and abrupt. any true harry potter fan would have found it an utter insult to the book which was so so so so so amazingly written (it's my favourtite book of the series).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully the money saved would go to the 5th movie to make it an astonishingly amazing grammy award-winning film. CALL CHRIS COLOMBUS BACK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i suppose for some1 who isn't a harry potter reader would find it acceptable. CANT WAIT FOR THE 5TH MOVIE!!! hope its alot better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113215337117241364?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113215337117241364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113215337117241364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113215337117241364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113215337117241364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-am-so-sad-disappointed-distraught.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113172522764708035</id><published>2005-11-11T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T00:07:07.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm very very very dazed. i cant believe time passes by so fast. got a feeling that Earth is over-exicited and is spining faster than it should. or maybe i'm too much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets go into the mushy topic of friends! hooray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 6 years of primary school. i'm finally graduating. and i have met truly the most wonderful people on Earth. and so far no 1 that horrible :D and now i'm gazing at the class photo. hate to admit it but all of us look quite bad. ah heck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm thinking of the person i really consider a true friend. at some points i just feel ramming her head down the toilet and at some points i know she feels like doing that to me too. but we always cooled down at got back to our joyful ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we're 2 completely different people, but our conversations were always cheerfully stupid and fun and we have a very very very exciting common interest eh-hem. and whenever i felt like i could just go to her. and she always made me feel good about myself. in whatever way. ooo to much cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i can go on and on but now i would really like to spent the next 8 hours snoozing. without killer spider monkeys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113172522764708035?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113172522764708035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113172522764708035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113172522764708035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113172522764708035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-very-very-very-dazed.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113129181492714962</id><published>2005-11-06T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T23:43:34.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i seriously need to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img src="http://files.msndollies.com/43737.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't stepped into a pool since last year.....and i have a burning urge to jump right into 1 now. gosh why could i live a condo. its so unlike my star sign. which is &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;~AqUaRiUs~&lt;/span&gt; water!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way to answer to the 1st picture is oyster boy's grave from the poem book "The Melancholy Tale of Oyster Boy and Other Stories" and the second one is Noelle from &lt;em&gt;America's Next Top Model &lt;/em&gt;cycle 4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113129181492714962?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113129181492714962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113129181492714962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113129181492714962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113129181492714962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-seriously-need-to-i-havent-stepped.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113116404832195896</id><published>2005-11-05T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T12:14:08.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i owe chin and cheryl teo chocs. and eventually they'll get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see......whats new. nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since it is my last year in olgc, i obliged to taking part in as much as i could. bad bad idea. coz the nativity play going to be lame lame lame lame lame. and i got the best part of all. yipee. infact, i've memorised all my words. "It doesn't matter, we'll take it." and then i'll just shut up for the rest of the play and pretend to care abt whats going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun fun fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have the best part ever! the humble carpenter Joseph. ahaha i'm gonna have a moustache. and best of all i'm gonna wear &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;the international &lt;strong&gt;gay&lt;/strong&gt; colour &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LILAC!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;isn't that &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;spectacular? a macho joseph in lilac. it's either that or &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;. that &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; be the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113116404832195896?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113116404832195896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113116404832195896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113116404832195896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113116404832195896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-owe-chin-and-cheryl-teo-chocs.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113056562754054765</id><published>2005-10-29T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T23:34:27.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh i'm brain dead...sort of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have forgotten how to count, how to add, how to speak chinese-all the chinese words that i have learnt have been erased from my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gosh i cant add.&lt;br /&gt;it started when i was playing board games..those type of games where u need to use 2 dice....yah..and when i threw the dice i couldn't add or even read the numbers on the the dice. like 5 became 4. add i couldn't add 5 and 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i was having chinese tuition, i forgot how to write even the siplest words. that's nice isn't it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who cares. now its time to relax, have fun, let ppl make fun of your face while you're sleeping. its all good. but i'm still busy busy busy. whoopee! i love being busy, i love doing projects. i just love being busy. it makes me feel somewhat superior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to do:&lt;br /&gt;clean and rebuild hp lego sets&lt;br /&gt;learn and practice "air"&lt;br /&gt;re-learn dance steps&lt;br /&gt;clear shelf.&lt;br /&gt;toss out old useless clothes&lt;br /&gt;burn text books&lt;br /&gt;save up $$$&lt;br /&gt;admire new lego ship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like lego..its fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn my mum bought my sis a new nokia camera phone. i'm stuck with the useless motorola&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113056562754054765?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113056562754054765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113056562754054765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113056562754054765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113056562754054765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/10/gosh-im-brain-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113034439009671860</id><published>2005-10-27T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T00:35:39.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have 2 pictures both from msn dollies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u can guess where 1 came from i'll get u chocolate! if u can guess where both came from i'll get u more chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the 1st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://files.msndollies.com/42266.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's the second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://files.msndollies.com/41042.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy guessing. the 1st answer should help u out a bit. cheerio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113034439009671860?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113034439009671860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113034439009671860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113034439009671860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113034439009671860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-have-2-pictures-both-from-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113031624141086701</id><published>2005-10-26T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T16:46:29.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess no 1 noes where the dog came from. no 1 watches good tv shows. sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its actually from my all time favourite show &lt;em&gt;America's Next Top Model&lt;/em&gt; cycle 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its from christina's photoshoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.upn.com/shows/top_model4/images/models/christina/gall/06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u should watch it. sadly the cycle ended on monday. but cycle 5 is coming up! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna do a new 1. 3 cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113031624141086701?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113031624141086701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113031624141086701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113031624141086701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113031624141086701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-guess-no-1-noes-where-dog-came-from.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-113007947235940420</id><published>2005-10-23T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T22:57:52.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today my sis was clearing her drawer and she found a picture of.....ME!!! and 9 other cuties. taken 6 years ago! we were all so teeny and cute and jolene is in it, so is denise from 6 love and crystle from 6 faith and somke other ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 years just goes by so bloody fast. and that was my graduating year in kindergarten. now its my graduating year in primary school. i have abt 3-4 weeks left in school. now i'm getting all cheesy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 years became 3-4 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-4 weeks left with the most adorable, amazing, wonderful classmates i have. oh shit. i am going to be such a baby on 18 of november. i so can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must time pass by so fast? i can still remember my last day of kindergarten and 1st day of primary school. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun want to leave so soon!!! i am so gonna miss every1. my sad last few weeks in olgc.  my second home. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't say it was a bad school. majority of what i know now is all learnt from ol. most of the most wonderful ppl i know are also from ol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! i'm such a baby. i dun want to go. that'll be sad. sniff sniff. cheesy cheesy mushy shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats sad sad sad man...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND NO 1 EXCEPT TWIT AND CHIN BOTHERED T GUESS WHERE THE DOGGY CAME FROM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRRRRRRRRRRRR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-113007947235940420?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/113007947235940420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=113007947235940420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113007947235940420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/113007947235940420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/10/today-my-sis-was-clearing-her-drawer.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-112972056273324177</id><published>2005-10-19T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T19:16:02.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what? i'm sick. and its the holidays, what a fantastic time to sick. and my breath smells...even tho i brushed my teeth for a whole minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways on monday chin, esther, tania, kaylyn and amanda came to my hse and they all did stoopid things. 1st esther had to pollute everyone's mind with an obscene videoand every1 was soo excited and everything and i was like omg..and tania said that it was for "science"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had a quarrel with esther's friend that went on and on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my sister(who's &lt;strong&gt;older&lt;/strong&gt; than me) came up screaming "omg! there's a snake head in the garden! it's so gross!" then she told me that there's a huge group of spiders in the garden. and if u noe me, i love love love spiders so chin, kaylyn amanda and i, went down to see. and the "snake head" was actually a huge hairless caterpillar and my clever sister insisted that it was a snake head until my dad came home and he was like "dont kill the caterpillar,  it will turn into a very nice butterfly"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to catch spiders...and i caught 12! i wanted to freak out esther and tania but sadly they weren't that freaked out. ahaha fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and if u can figure out exactly where this dog came from i'll give u a cookie! or maybe something else&lt;br /&gt;here's the dog:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://files.msndollies.com/41050.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-112972056273324177?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/112972056273324177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=112972056273324177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112972056273324177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112972056273324177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/10/guess-what-im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-112946100971219117</id><published>2005-10-16T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T23:24:17.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>please tell me why i dislike u soo much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because u are so sarcastic and uncontrollably childish for your old age?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because u take advantage of your authority to influence young people into thinking something is awful and bad when it is not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because u can hold a grudge forever and pretend that there's nothing wrong and then blame it on someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because u like to make use of young people, spoil their fun and in the first place never let them have any fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because u think u're so perfect even though your more rotten that a 30-year old egg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because u are such a bloody hypocrite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because your mouth is bigger than your ass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because everything u say is a fat lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because u think u know everything, always jump to conclusions and never admit or acknowledge that u are wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because u brag about how hard you work and how badly everyone and everything is treating you to gain sympathy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because u push your priorities to us and start scolding us when its not done your way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because u love to take sides?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because u think u are so humble and then brag about what u did that makes u "humble"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because u are such an attention seeker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or is it because u are just u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to say that u are lucky that u manged to brainwashed ppl into liking u. poor poor u. if your life is a bed of thorns, shut up  and point the finger at yourself asshole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-112946100971219117?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/112946100971219117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=112946100971219117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112946100971219117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112946100971219117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/10/please-tell-me-why-i-dislike-u-soo.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-112892327343826247</id><published>2005-10-10T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T14:45:55.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Psle is over over over plse is over ahahahaha..finally can blog and do stupid stuff! FREEEEEEEEEDOM!!! And so I decided to do this abcs of me thing...SO HERE ARE THE ABCs OF MEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A- favourite &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;nimal? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I like munkeys....and sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B- &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;ad habits? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I tend to pop whatever pimple I find even if it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; not mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C- &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;rush? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that's for me to know and you to find out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D- &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;ance or &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;rama? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NOOOO! dont make me choose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E- &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;asiest person to talk to? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MuMMy!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F- &lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;avourite &lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;lavour? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I like my food with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chilli&lt;/span&gt; in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G- &lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;uilty pleasure? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oooooo too too guilty..not telling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H- &lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;alf empty or &lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;alf full? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Half full always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I- &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;nstruments? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;GUITAR! I suck at everything else I tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J- &lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;okes you can laugh at forever?&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; My funkey munkey fwens! xoxox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K- &lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;iss or hug? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kisses are sometimes wet and gross so I'll go with huggies dry pampers! haha lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L- &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;ooks matter? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I noe it shouldn't but it does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M- &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;usic or sports? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Music makes the people come together ~ Music mix the bourgeoisie and the rebel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N- &lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;icknames? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A lot of stupid names....my pet name that my mum and dad use is rica..they call me that more than erica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O- &lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;ne wish?&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; only 1?? Than it'll be a peaceful and happy world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P- &lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;ink or black? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q- &lt;strong&gt;Q&lt;/strong&gt;uotes? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Man who scratch ass should not bite fingernails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R- &lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;easons to smile? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Reasons not to smile? PSLE IS OVER!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S- &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;ongs you like?&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; I hope you dance, everywhere, breakaway, I'm just a girl, I can list forever seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T- &lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;echni-coloured photos or black and white photos? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's all about the colour man! Celebrate your ability to see &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U- &lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;nknown fact about yourself? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm actually very very very &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; and i beat my dad in a farting competition.O_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V- &lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;anilla or chocolate?&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Smooth smooth French vanilla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W- &lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;orst fear? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Death of someone I &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;love deeply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X- &lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt;-factor in the opposite sex for you? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That lucky guy must have a great sense of humour yet be serious sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y- &lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;ogurt or cheese? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ooo thoughie...yogurt I guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z- &lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;odiac sign? ~&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;AqUaRiUs~AqUa~FrEsH~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was fun! Wheeee! Shopping at heeren heeren heeren! YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-112892327343826247?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/112892327343826247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=112892327343826247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112892327343826247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112892327343826247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/10/psle-is-over-over-over-plse-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-112685114961499444</id><published>2005-09-16T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T14:13:37.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>take my quiz....it's not in this post tho. it's under the catagory "me"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-112685114961499444?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/112685114961499444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=112685114961499444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112685114961499444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112685114961499444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/09/take-my-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-112593559305617041</id><published>2005-09-05T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T23:53:13.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was just reading chin's blog and her super long i-need-this list that possibly will cost nearly $200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only want 2 things! that will cost like $1500 and that's a lot....anyone wanna donate? i wouldn't mind sacrificing whatever i want now for that special thing............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want an &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;electric&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;guitar&lt;/span&gt;! +the amps and more and more lessons so that i can play like a real pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i want it so badly. but i costs like &lt;em&gt;whoa...&lt;/em&gt;and all i have in that yellow head is $90++&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would seriously give up all my stuff including my bed and all my cds for that...i want to play like bernie! who cares abt sp or gwen or whateva man! i wanna show off! i wanna play jazz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i really gotta get sky high for psle. it's probably my only hope to convince my mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-112593559305617041?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/112593559305617041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=112593559305617041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112593559305617041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112593559305617041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-was-just-reading-chins-blog-and-her.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-112557976527299389</id><published>2005-09-01T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T21:02:45.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i declare that i am not studying today. the post below is going to be chim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the past few weeks people have said that 6 hope has changed and they are more blah blah. i dont think so. we are all the same. each and everyone of us has not changed at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like last time we were all &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; friends. we didn't know each other well  we didn't notice the bad habits our friends had cause we were too busy discovering the good things abt the person. but since we've spent so much time together, we've seen all the good and we start to realize the bad that was actually there from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's because we're spending too much time together. we are getting too close. so close that we space from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're like sisters: annoying and noisy and disgusting and irritating and rude but the nicest person in the world to some1 else. get it?&lt;br /&gt;we just need space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so has 6 hope changed at all? nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;close&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;comfort&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-112557976527299389?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/112557976527299389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=112557976527299389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112557976527299389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112557976527299389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-declare-that-i-am-not-studying-today.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-112549918609291543</id><published>2005-08-31T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T22:39:46.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TaDa! i'mmmm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was teachers' day celebration and i wanted to buy something for my wonderful teachers but i pigged out to much and had no time to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i was the emcee with alisha and anisha and i was definately a fantastic one..haha &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ego&lt;/span&gt;. and it was an impromptu thing so everytime we went backstage we were like "so u say blah blah blah and i say blah blah blah" it was quite retarded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall the performance was okay. it wasn't a total flop. i didn't turn red..or see red for that matter. i dunno if yappy taped it. hope so. mrs chia said we performed well. think she was being nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before the whole thing our dearest and kind principle mrs sim was talking about olgc idol. it sounds fun but who ever scheduled it has gone wonky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "finals" is like 4 days before out exam...the exam that our future depends on....gasp cant breathe well anymore. so i'm definately not participating. it's too stupid to waste time on good luck to whoever is joining. hope u humiliate yourself miserably.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-112549918609291543?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/112549918609291543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=112549918609291543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112549918609291543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112549918609291543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/08/tada-immmm-back-so-today-was-teachers.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-112402211891506608</id><published>2005-08-14T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T22:31:26.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a blog is meant for posting all your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;so i'm going to whine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is 1 particular person that i cant stand and she's everywhere! i used to think she was okay...now her face seems so ugh. it's the kind of face that u want to bash up over and over and over again. and her voice is like omg! shut up can? and her name, that i sadly have to use everyday, is getting sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why ppl find u cute and blah blah blah. IT'S DISGUSTING! omg i'm talking like ms d. bad bad bad bad bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant all the idiots be gone? it's doing the earth a disservice. and why cant i just say her name out in this post? it's my blog. gosh it's killing my insides. that person is just so sickening. the only thing bigger than mrs ler's butt is probably her mouth. maybe i should stuff it in her mouth then she'll shut up and stop acting innocent. CANT STAND IT AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! MAKE HER DIE!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall not curse. it is bad. baaaaaaaaaaaad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like telling her to shut up and get lost. but i dun have the heart to. sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-112402211891506608?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/112402211891506608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=112402211891506608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112402211891506608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112402211891506608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-is-meant-for-posting-all-your.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-112377558083403678</id><published>2005-08-11T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T23:53:00.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i noe it's late and tomorrow is rr but i cant sleep..and i haven't bathed&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha i stink    gonna do badly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been having vividly weird dreams lately...since like last year actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told chin abt them and she just laughed like a mental patient. is it that funny??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dreams are fun lah but a little to realistic...it's scary. ahhh monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my computer is queaking like a mouse it is bloody irritating i feel like crusing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay it stopped. gosh i'm bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with me?? my dreams are to weird! i need to see a shrink,&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of a song, lalala i went to a shrink, to analyze my dreams, she said it's lack of sex that's bringing me down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love basketcase. the song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to go to sleep and dream more retarded things......trust me, my dreams are much more weirder that yours. I CAN USE MY 5 SENCES IN MY WORLD!!!!!!! ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bet u cant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-112377558083403678?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/112377558083403678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=112377558083403678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112377558083403678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112377558083403678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-noe-its-late-and-tomorrow-is-rr-but.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-112333151719002786</id><published>2005-08-06T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T20:31:57.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't blogged in a week or so so so so. isn't that sad? not really. no 1 really comes here anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh thats a nice song...lalalala nananana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my teeth needs to be braced. yup...I NEED BRACES!!! and i am like so scared. i dunno why. every visit to the dentist ends up in tears! i'm such a baby man! &lt;br /&gt;I JUST FREAK OUT when he looks into my mouth and puts stuff into it. it's like i cant stand denTAL pain but i can stand physical injury. and why do i keep hitting that dammit caps lock key? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like that time when i fractured my arm i didn't shed a single tear....not at all! ahahahahaha! BUt when the dentist just looks at me i start to tear...and wail when he sticks that blasted needle into my poor gum.....poor poor gum. gummy bears! i have an urge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i'm excited. braces actually look fun! and i wont have to wear it that long because my teeth are not as wonky as some others. willy wonka! they are gonna be orange! i love love love orange! and red! and pink! and every colour! even the international gay colour! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red and yellow and green and pink!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u like my new song? natasha bedingfield rox! unlike some others.mean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-112333151719002786?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/112333151719002786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=112333151719002786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112333151719002786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112333151719002786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/08/havent-blogged-in-week-or-so-so-so-so.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-112177482911063899</id><published>2005-07-19T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T20:07:09.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have finished reading hbp and i'm quite sad that i did it that fast. kinda wish that the book was longer..much much longer. more suspense. once u start reading u cant stop..there's this urge to continue and continue until there's nothing left. BUT I"M SAD THAT IT"S OVER :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also quite saddened by the ending. it's a very very sad ending. sadder than any of the other books. sniff sniff. shall i spoil the FuN?? okay i shan't. but so tempted to. sad that dumbledore died. sad that harry wont be returning to hogwarts anymore. sad that it was his last day of happiness with his friends. Oops! haha. definately not a feel good book. but supa supa nice. prefer it to the 5th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm whining. because i have to wait another few stinking years for the 7th book. :( I WANT IT NOW!!!!! tho my dad told me that there are hints of what the 7th book's ending will be like in the last chapter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-112177482911063899?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/112177482911063899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=112177482911063899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112177482911063899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112177482911063899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-have-finished-reading-hbp-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-112150198630690768</id><published>2005-07-16T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T22:44:36.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got my hands on hbp got my hands on hbp got my hands on hbp lalalalalalala. reading it like now...but i hate reading the intros. i want to get to the interesting part when some1 dies or something. and her books have to be soo bloody long. and worst of all i'm not a fast reader. impatience. wheeeee! spinning on my chair...getting giddy. tempted to reveal the ~secret~ actually i already did. teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;harry potter and the disappearing brownies&lt;/em&gt; is what happened at home.....my dad's brownies walked away!&lt;br /&gt;yes they disappeared into thin air! searched the whole house, couldn't find them ahahahahaha brownies have wings and can flyyyyyyyyy~~ high~~ and i like this wavy thing~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of a song~~lollipop lollipop oh lolli lolli lolli lollipop lollipop oh lolli lolli lolli lollipop smack!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-112150198630690768?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/112150198630690768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=112150198630690768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112150198630690768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112150198630690768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/07/got-my-hands-on-hbp-got-my-hands-on.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-112134868285507891</id><published>2005-07-14T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T21:44:42.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new song! lalalalalalala. graduation by Vitamin C. nice song. hope u like it. lalalalalalalala. if ur in 6 hope and u dun noe this song, u should get familiar with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-112134868285507891?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/112134868285507891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=112134868285507891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112134868285507891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112134868285507891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-song-lalalalalalala.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-112074557350517744</id><published>2005-07-07T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T22:12:53.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was quite put off today. i sent some emails out to my dahling classmates whom i love dearly and ended the message with luv ya. and sadly one of my "dahling" classmates bitched back instead. telling me not to tell her "crap" like i love u. haiz. ppl like these need love in their lives. and they always complain openly that their lives are ruined. but how do u show love to these ppl who irritate the hell out of u? who dun deserve the love that u have to give to them? i noe that she hates my guts but she doesn't have to bitch back over a stupid email. well it's her loss not mine. i got all the love i have and more to share. somehow i hope she'll change. coz i'm sure she's lacking love from many ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking bout love....&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;who is ... and anon?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-112074557350517744?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/112074557350517744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=112074557350517744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112074557350517744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112074557350517744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-was-quite-put-off-today.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-112040216203489320</id><published>2005-07-03T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T22:49:22.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just bought the natasha bedingfield cd and it's quite nice. most of her songs have alot of meaning. it's much better than gc. we're all mad in our own way. listening to it rite now! lalalalalalalalalalalalalala. should start my hw. i shamefully haven't started. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna blog bout sumthing stupid. dunno what tho. this is like the third time i'm deleting what i've typed. and my natasha bedingfield cd has official stopped. when i grow up i want to be a flying pig! YAY! coz all i have to do is eat sleep roll aroung in mud and FLY!!!! SO HIGH HIGH HIGH message from me to you. I LOVE YOU!! adios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-112040216203489320?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/112040216203489320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=112040216203489320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112040216203489320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/112040216203489320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-bought-natasha-bedingfield-cd-and.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-111987434516065225</id><published>2005-06-27T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T00:14:39.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have to start studying, which i am very very bad. have to cut down my internet use, which i am worse at. i have to like chinese and math which is probably the least of my abilities. and i have to say bye to my bloggie 4 awhile. only blogging on weekends from now on. dont say shit! say flower! flower. flower. flower. flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was not as bad as i expected. only that mrs ler (_l_) is taking us in pe and ss! ass ass! pardon my obsession. i cant help it! u'd noe why. i'm not a very clean person. i haven't bathed yet. crap. anyways mrs tng was okay. the whole class said that according to jien. she's very detailed in her explanation of health education. and in mountains. there's not much more abt school to talk bout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lets talk about my wonderful weekend that cant piss me off any further. usually i keep this part of me discreet but i wont anymore. i cant effing stand dahling asterik. what's her big problem? stop picking on me and bossing every1 around. no 1 appreciates your concern. show some respect to your seniors and the guys can(i dont even noe why they boot-lick u)? they are older than u. stop taking advantage of their care and how nice they are. and if u dont respect them and us how do we respect u? they dont boss u around. if u were nicer we'd be smarter and learn faster. i'm so sick of seeing you boss all of us around. is not as though u are the greatest. i'm so sick of calling such a cocky idiot my leader. i'm so sick of sucking up to u. u are the most inhumane person i've met so far. and do u make it a priority to be such a bitch. by the way your earings suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry but i really have to bitch about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-111987434516065225?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/111987434516065225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=111987434516065225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/111987434516065225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/111987434516065225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-have-to-start-studying-which-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-111952880798557533</id><published>2005-06-23T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T20:13:27.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in case u really think that site is really for chin........it's not. it's actually very clever. dunno who did it. should i reveal the secret? it not a secret anyways. here's how it goes. the url is &lt;a href="http://www.chinhwee.youarelame.com"&gt;www.chinhwee.youarelame.com&lt;/a&gt; change the name to whoever's name and wala, it becomes a hate site for that person. example &lt;a href="http://www.erica.youarelame.com"&gt;www.erica.youarelame.com&lt;/a&gt; . try it! if u are that bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx 2 chin for showing me that site&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-111952880798557533?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/111952880798557533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=111952880798557533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/111952880798557533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/111952880798557533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/06/in-case-u-really-think-that-site-is.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-111942602913679901</id><published>2005-06-22T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T15:40:51.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm hated by every1...so are u! especially u chin hwee. click &lt;a href="http://www.chinhwee.youarelame.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see how much every1 hates chin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-111942602913679901?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/111942602913679901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=111942602913679901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/111942602913679901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/111942602913679901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-hated-by-every1.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12787951.post-111902064316794590</id><published>2005-06-17T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T23:22:05.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>unleashing my girly side...&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thunderbirds are go. haha dunno where that came from xD. i'm quite excited. i dunno 4 what reason but i am. so nice to be girly. so nice to get out of shorts and jeans. so nice to wear a big rainbow ring with a crazy orange skirt. that's what my wonderful mum bought me when we went shopping. actually she bought abit more. (not boasting. it's not often that my mom brings me out to buy clothes) she bought me and manda this supa nice wrap-round skirts. this pink strawberry mini for my sis. and that funkay orange skirt for meeeee! and that's all i get until psle is ova. i'm infected. with girly stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left left left right left. skirt skirt skirt skirt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12787951-111902064316794590?l=dontlickit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/feeds/111902064316794590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12787951&amp;postID=111902064316794590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/111902064316794590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12787951/posts/default/111902064316794590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontlickit.blogspot.com/2005/06/unleashing-my-girly-side.html' title=''/><author><name>erica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742739918716188630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
