<?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-773765040261907795</id><updated>2012-02-17T04:55:03.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The craziness of MY world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773765040261907795.post-4772448154353437933</id><published>2011-12-11T19:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T19:10:24.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yippee!!</title><content type='html'>thinking about going to KL with friends makes me HYPER!! whooppiee!! didnt want to post it on twitter since there are stalkers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-4772448154353437933?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4772448154353437933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/yippee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/4772448154353437933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/4772448154353437933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/yippee.html' title='yippee!!'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-6996933617845789268</id><published>2011-12-11T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T18:29:19.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anger venting time</title><content type='html'>you guys are really annoying... what did we do to make you turn your backs at us? annoying.. really. anyway, it's almost christmas. i aint gonna let it get ruin thanks to you ppl. so i'm just gonna pretend you guys dont even exist. oh and stop bothering us. sigh.. whatever. i dont really care about you guys anymore. no matetr what you say or do, we will FOREVER and ALWAYS be as ONE. why? simple. COS WE'RE AWESOME!!! we have an awesome king, awesome polka dot lover, awesome marhmellow lover, awesome black lover, awesome stripes lover, awesome "anti"-dress woman, awesome kpop drama watcher, awesome youngster, awesome kpop lover! oh and the awesome Pastor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-6996933617845789268?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6996933617845789268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/anger-venting-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/6996933617845789268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/6996933617845789268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/anger-venting-time.html' title='anger venting time'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-2883586979698019436</id><published>2011-12-11T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T18:22:38.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YIPEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;revived my blog after almost 2 years.. HAHAHAH. :D well i needed a place to vent my anger in... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-2883586979698019436?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2883586979698019436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/yipee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/2883586979698019436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/2883586979698019436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/yipee.html' title='YIPEE'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-2754729575771112873</id><published>2010-01-28T18:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:37:48.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PERCUSSION BAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PERCUSSION WAS FUN FUN FUN!!! except for the first part when we played splat... we had to stand in the order of senior juniour senior junior and blah blah blah.. then claire(JOY I FOUND OUT HER NAME!!!! FOUND THEM ON FB BUT DID NOT ADD THEM!!! too scared to do that... ) "splated" me, sabby's cousin and another person was like &lt;span style="font-size:20px;"&gt; SPLATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT &lt;/span&gt; very LOUD and LONG.. my ears was like AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! then we played this game that i HAD NO IDEA HOW TO PLAY AT ALL! then i got out the first round.. hmpf... then we played on the pratice pad... we learnt the five basic notes..&lt;br /&gt;1) right left right left.........................................&lt;br /&gt;2)left right left right..........................................&lt;br /&gt;3)right right left left right right left left..............................................&lt;br /&gt;4)left left right right left left right right..............................................&lt;br /&gt;5)(MY FAV)right left right right left right left left right left right right left right left left... AHHHH so hapy happy happy. LOL... then found out that we had to change the band shirt.. awww... i wanted the "WE LOVE TO DRUM" shirt! and why? COS IT ROCKS!  haiz... then just now, i bought the stuff for PB.. yeah.. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;president: Aveline(i think this is the way to spell her name.. :D)&lt;br /&gt;vice president: Rin&lt;br /&gt;2nd vice president: Claire(SEE I REMEMBERED!!! lol...)&lt;br /&gt;conductress: Shi Yi&lt;br /&gt;Juniors: SEC ONE PPL.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after edit&lt;br /&gt;i forgot, we played double wacko i was "always" sabo-ed.. hmpf... thats how the seniors remember my name... (according to joy..) and Aveline's partern not paying attention, so Aveline was like" NO! AVELINE IS THERE!!!!" then the "wacko" person run there, and that person was the seior was is suppose to know Aveline the President! and the people"scolded" her... they said "HOW CAN YOU FORGET PRESIDENT!!!! HELLO!!!??????) then i sitting there laughing.. MUAHAHAHAHA...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-2754729575771112873?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2754729575771112873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/percussion-band-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/2754729575771112873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/2754729575771112873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/percussion-band-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='PERCUSSION BAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-8832057158077624712</id><published>2010-01-25T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T16:54:38.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring today...</title><content type='html'>ihg was like wow!!! copied one whole lot of stuff.. my file kept on poking my stomach.. OUCH..... then we voted for class t-shirt... then these ppl came inside asking us if we got band today and i was like, i tot it was like who were suppose to ask... then they actually dunno.. LOL.. then found out that today dont have... then blah blah blah... now i am typing.. school is just so boring, not much to talk about... haiz.. (whoos.. forgot one PRECIOUS thing.. HAVE U EVER HEARD OF A GUY ____________________________________________________________________???? no rite??? i thought it was only for girls.. whoops.... watch kite runner a eng lesson.. SO TOUCHING BUT ONE PART WAS SICK!!! i mean i did not know what they were doing at the that part.. i mean nobody knew....we only knew it at the end when Mrs Tay told us.... then i asked jeannie a question related to that and she siad YES! straight away.. LOL... i mean it is only meant to be for SOME girls only! and now there are boys included... tsk tsk tsk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-8832057158077624712?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8832057158077624712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/boring-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/8832057158077624712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/8832057158077624712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/boring-today.html' title='boring today...'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-3570031207606065482</id><published>2010-01-24T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T18:17:15.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Church</title><content type='html'>Today was FUN!!! mostly the youth was the FUNNIEST part.. YEAH... they ask us to tell a goal.. then i lied.. :D... i was like i want to get in pb. then Meng Choo said "are'nt u already in pb".. then i was like WALAO SIA!!!! hmm.... in the end, i did not say my goals.. haha lol.. THANK YOU PB!!!! (oh ya, joy and i were like FREAKING out becos of PB!!!)then li ann was writing ft is.. then meng choo ask her was is ft is.. then i figured it out.. then i started laughing and meng choo started looking at me.. then 9i said it is a band.. Meng chcoo said "what kins of band is ft is???????????" then i told her it waa ft. island... LOL... then she started saying that the show "you're Beautiful" ROCKS!!! then we started talking about jeremy.. HAHA lol...then ezra was like what!!??? korean things is it??? i prefer cartoons! oh ya, did u know blue's clue is a girl!!?? i tot HE was a guy.." then i was the chatty one.. (obviously) i said IF U WATCH THAT, U SHOULD KNOW WHO IS THE GIRL AND THE GUY!!!! THE PINK ONE IS THE GUY!!!! then whatever happened.. then we dunno why started talking about animals.. they ask me what is my favourite answer and i laugh.. sashika siad" aiya!!! the answer so obvious! still bother asking!" then they look at her and ask her what it was .. then i siad BABOONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! they all laughed... so bad.... hmpf... LOL.... then blah blah blah and now i am typing.. i hope this is short enough for SOMEONE....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-3570031207606065482?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3570031207606065482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/church.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/3570031207606065482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/3570031207606065482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/church.html' title='Church'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-5272644905118665265</id><published>2010-01-22T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T15:37:09.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogskin</title><content type='html'>i have no idea if this was genevieve's old blogskin... if yes, whoops.. if no, then whatever...&lt;br /&gt;today went to school and i told joy to see if the cca thingy came out already or not.&lt;br /&gt;joy and i ran there&lt;br /&gt;Joy and i were finding our names...&lt;br /&gt;J: where is my name ah??&lt;br /&gt;T:(no reply)&lt;br /&gt;J:AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! I GOT INTO PERCUSSION BAND!!!!!!! YAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;T:oh ok good for you... (still finiding my name)&lt;br /&gt;J:hurry find your name&lt;br /&gt;T:AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! I ALSO GOT INTO PERCUSSION BAND!!!!&lt;br /&gt;J:screams&lt;br /&gt;T:screams&lt;br /&gt;J and t: SCREAMSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;then we ran here and there... lol.... then blah blah blah.. waited at the festival court and went to classroom and blah blah blah.. IT came... we did not know whether we should go or not... so we went but we were late.. we never queue up and just went in.. the teacher scolded us.. so bad.. hmpf... then we greeting her but dk her name.. so she angry cos we were late, never queue and forgot her name.. then we told her it was our first lesson and she was like WHAT!!?? really?? whoops my bad.. so funny... then chatted with fozzie on the com and she was just beside me.. lol.. then blah blah blah.. after school waited for fozzie to come out.. then blah blah blah....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-5272644905118665265?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5272644905118665265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/blogskin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/5272644905118665265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/5272644905118665265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/blogskin.html' title='blogskin'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-8482341377729464794</id><published>2010-01-21T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T17:29:57.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YO!</title><content type='html'>ok today was weird...   shall start from the nicest day of the week which is er...... tuesday? i barely brought anything to school... cos we only had science.. WOOHOO!! lifearts was first, MR.CHUA!!!!!!!!!!!! when he came, I STARTED LAUGHING!!! joy, jeannie, faustina and gillian knows why.. COS HE IS ... WITH MY PE TEACHER which is obviously A GIRL!!!! HAHAHA.. haiz.. i feel weird typing that out.. LOl.. then wednesday came, fozzie did not appear... why? cos she said so... then TODAY CAME!!!! FOZZIE SAID I WILL MEET HER AT 6.30am, guess what time she came.. 7.05!!!!! lol... then blah blah blah.. then science came.. Ms.pua talk and talk and talk then her computer screensaver came on... then everyone was like WAHHH!!! then we stare at the screen.. then Ms. pua look then she laugh.. she wanted to "remove" the screensaver and everyone was like NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! then the second time, she really did it and she laugh the happy laugh.. then we all started laughing... then eng came.. Mrs. tay talk and talk and talk ... i was there nodding and nodding and nodding my head to keep me awake.. then PE CAME!!!! JOY AND I WERE LIKE SO HAPPY!!!! then Ms. Ng ask us to run the field 3rounds &lt;span style="font-size:15;"&gt;IN A CLASS &lt;/span&gt; so half the class say go fast the other half say SLOW!! after 3 rounds, the back ppl did not catch up.. so we did another 2 rounds!!!! then we finally finish then we had to go to groups and some irritating ppl dunno where there groups were and guess what!!?? WE HAD TO RUN ANMOTHER IN A CLASS!!!! U KNOW HOW BIG AND FAT THE FIELD IS!!??? AND IN TOTAL WE RAN 6 ROUNDS!!!! hmpf... good thing i was not tired... lol... then recess came, fozzie's head all os a sudden pop up and say CCA RESULTS CCA RESULTS!! in the end, it did not come out..then recess i saw someone that MADE ME GUILTY!!!! i fel so bad.. WHY MUST SHE APPEAR IN FRONT OF ME AND MAKE ME GUILTY!!! so bad... then i forgot what happened.. chinese came, jeannie make me laugh like dunno what!!! we had to do this compo thing to a friend from p6 and then in sec 1 go different school. but jeannie and i had no idea how to spell hilda poh jing yi and genevieve ho's chinese name!!! i the end, we found out that we must use this wang somehting something name.. hmpf.. after chinese class, BOOM!!! EVERYONE WORE A JACKET AND RAN TO THE PRIMARY SCHOOL SIDE AND "STUDIED" MATHS... then asked me her birthday and i said dec 2... and ppl are thinkning that i told the real birthday!!! hmpf.. so bad.. then we ran home.. (this guy very weird... ask jodie for 50cents!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;one of the days, i scared Mdm Aisha!!! she was walking past then i was like MDM AISHA!!! she had the shock of her life.. she "scolded" me saying "aiyo!! what happens if i got shocked and fall to the drain!!??" then i started laughing.. and sry fozzie for making the post very long.. XD...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-8482341377729464794?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8482341377729464794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/yo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/8482341377729464794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/8482341377729464794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/yo.html' title='YO!'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-4008259857774877379</id><published>2010-01-17T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T19:36:41.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA!!!!!!!!! lol.. this morning, i saw psalm.. SO CHUBBY!!!! lol.. then faith asked me to sit with the youth ppl... so i did .. then one PERSON persuade me to JOIN BAND... she keep on saying BAND BAND BAND!!! and obviously, it is sashika, who else would it be besides Vanessa and other people.. the youths went to eat together.. the ppl sitting at the table were very high... we said HI to the people infront and behind us.. SO FUNNY.. lol..WE SABO STEPHANIE!!!! SO HAPPY!!! ARVIN AND STEPHANIE!!!!! WHOOTS!!! LOL...the then went to youth... we played "scissors, paper, stone". LOL... then we sat down and listen about john harper the hero of the titantic... after that,i saw the CREEPY video...  lol.. then the announcements came...Ezra so pro man!! he said on 31 january, 2 weeks &lt;span style="font-size:15;"&gt;AGO &lt;/span&gt;. lol... instead of saying later he said ago.. SO PRO RITE!!?? then ...(i forgot her name) came and said " i know when u ppl see me standing here means i am going to say something about the shirt rite!?. then david was like OOOOOOOOO.... then i started laughing... i have no idea why... then sashika, vanessa, faith and i chit chat here chit chat there... walk here walk there.. then i had the laughing disease...i lauged when there was nothing funny to laugh at.. then when i calmed down, i said DONT LAUGH!!! then this sashiksa laugh then i started laughing again.. HMPF... haiz.. LOL... BYEBYE...  TOMORROW GOT DRAMA LESSON!!! WHOOTS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-4008259857774877379?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4008259857774877379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/youth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/4008259857774877379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/4008259857774877379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/youth.html' title='Youth'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-7133654877480668329</id><published>2010-01-14T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:33:33.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>I GOT INTO _ _ _ _ _ _ _!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOHOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! when i found out the news, I WAS FREAKING OUT!!! ask faustina, joy or someone else who saw me freaking out.. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! i am like soooooooooo happy.... the bad news is i knew joy, jeannie and i the imagination went to far... cos my pe teacher and art teacher also talk talk talk together.. yesterday, they went home together... when they pass our class, still together..... so cool!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! whoots! after school, i went to follow ppl to the library. then joy and i were like BREATHING THE AIR IN.... LOL... THE SMELL ROCKS!!!!!! lol... then went home... then watched tao hua xiao mei.. WOOHOO!!! lol... FAUSTINA!!??? ARE U HAPPY ENOUGH!!??? IS'NT THIS SHORT ENOUGH FOR U!!??? lol.. ok bye again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-7133654877480668329?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7133654877480668329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/7133654877480668329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/7133654877480668329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-916596730451882882</id><published>2010-01-08T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T20:26:33.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAHH!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ok... NEVER BLOG FOR SUPER SUPER LONGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG... anyway, i shalll do a summary... orientation was LONG LONG LONG.. the principle TALK AND TALK AND TALK... then we played DOUBLE WACKO!!!! fozzie sabo me!!!! then i saboed someone.. then i saboed cheyenne then the leader sabo me, then i sabo kirsty then she sabo me then i sabo xiang hui then she saboed me... SO BAD!!!!! I KEEP ON BEING SABOED!!!!! CRY WITH ME PPL!!!! haiz... anyway, after wacko, we... we.... err.... PLAYED SPLAT!!! i splat gillian. gillian splat me.. i splat her back.. WOOHOO!!! after splat we...... we............... did sth.. LOL.. then tuesday came can our class started... MY TEACHERS ROCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! then went for tuition and found out sth and blah blah blah.... on wednesday, fozzie was like i know that u know that i know and so on... LOL...then yesterday came, THE BEST THING HAPPENED!!! in class.... BOOM!!!! BLACKOUT!!!!!!! WHOOTS!!!! then my whole class was like YEAH!!! YAY!!! WOOO!!!!! lol.. then after some time, we had to wlk to the whatever room.. HAHA LOL.. on the way, the lights came on, then me and ranita was like OHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! very loud, ppl stare at us... LOL... then we went in the room, the lights went off... then ths ound came... after 5 mins, the teacher on the swtich cannot, on again then can after 2 mins, it sitched off.. the sound came again.. it happened again and again and again.. another teacher open the window and the lights on... SO COOL!!! then he noticed the rain was coming in.. LOL... so he closed it then the lights switched off and everyone ask the teacher to open it... so he open.. the lights came back!!! then he got tried and "rested". lol... then this morning, very weird... joy and i saw that the crossing thing had only 7 seconds left... so we run a little to the road then come back then run again then come back then the secondsa was 0.. LOL.. we did not know whether to cross the road or not.. so weird.. HAHA.. then today, we did the csi thingy... ONE GROUP TALK ABOUT NA GE!!! if u dunno what is that, then forget it...  then teacher also talk about NA GE!!!! WAHH!! then everyone was like AHHHHHHHHH!!! then teacher was like "it is related to science!!!" lol.. so weird.. haiz... then after school, i wab\nted to join the netball practice then i baqcked out.. HAHA LOL!!! then i "finished" my homework.. so left with decoration of file and the write up.. lol... then i took bus 17 all the way to my house.. then i walked and walked and walked.. and then got this person.. so weird.. LOL.. she walk then stop then walk again the stop... haiz.. i wonder what was up with her.. LOL... then hilda wanted to tewll me sth important, she said, " I GOT STH IMPORTANT TO TELL U!!! IT CORNERNS ALL MANKIND!!!" so i told it was COOL news.. then she  said "i going to eat in MAC!!! brb"... so i was like...  then she came back and said "THE NEWS IS THAT MY .............." not telling the whole wide world.. LOL.. haiz... so now, i am "bored" and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;to gen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WHAT HAPPENED TO U!!! I HEARD FROM HILDA THAT U ARE BECOMING A _ _ _ _ _ _!!!! why!!!!!!!!????????????????????????? and basketball??? HAHA LOL!!!! i am not laughing at u.. i am laughing at the fact that u know basketball... LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-916596730451882882?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/916596730451882882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/wahh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/916596730451882882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/916596730451882882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/wahh.html' title='WAHH!!!!'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-3754817823734942490</id><published>2010-01-01T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:40:02.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a post that might take 3mins to finish reading...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;went to the airport and blah blah blah... thhe plan took off and i notice that Singapore is really small cos i saw the other end... LOL... then reach the hotel... the hotel was decoration with christmas trees. SO CUTE! the first christmas tree was  used of sweet wrapperss...... and it was called "the sweetness of christmas"... then there were ALOT more but i forgot the names and the other stuff.. LOL.. then whatever happened.... the next day, went to eat at Pancake House.. instead of eating their pancake.. i ate WAFFLESSSSSSSSS... it was NICEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE... LOL.... then i bought this bag with MY OWN MONEY(it cost ony $5) cos the bag that i was carrying was too small and it was my mother's. and it was the BRANDED EXPENSIVE BAG.(this is a clue for later... LOL). then went to the TOILET(another clue). then went back to the car getting ready to go back to the hotel when i noticed that i was not carrying my bag! so i quickly told my mum... and my mum was shocked and ran with me to the toilet.... then found out that my bag was not there.... thn my mum was like "OH NO!!! THAT BAG WAS EXPENSIVE!!!! AND UR PHONES ARE INSIDE!" then i look at her blankly and said "huh!!??? i am not talking about that bag! i mean MY bag! the one trhat i bought!!!" then my mum was like "AIYA!!!  U AH!!!! I AM THE ONE CARRYING THAT BAG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" then i was HAPPY! then my mum "scolded" me saying that she was shocked as she tot it was her BRANDED and EXPENSIVE bag that i lost when it was my own precious bag that i bought... haiz... lol... then whatever happened again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;~skipping all the boring stuff~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;i packed up and got ready to stay in the car for "6 hours" travelled...  i was in manila... i had to go the baguio to celebrate my cousin, Shannah, 18 birthday cos she was having a debu with the 18 roses and candles and whatever stuff... lol... so i sat in the front and wanted to sleep but cant...  it took my dad 3 hours and 30mins to reach there!!! usually, it is an 6 hours travel!!! lol... then i went to this hotel where i practice my speech for my cousin.. and the dance that i was suppose to do... lol... then i saw my second cousins ahmee and abby...  i LOVE ahmee's canadian accent!!! and duh, of course they were from canada..  after the practice, i went to my cousins house. thats where i stayed.. and it was BIGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE TOILET WA BIGGER THAN MY ROOM, THE MAD ROOM WAS BIGGER THAN MY ROOM AND WHTEVER STUFF....  my aunt and uncle are rich ppl.... haiz... i asked my aunt which was better, debating or drama.. since she was once a lawyer and now a judge, she said for her, debating is better... for me, drama... LOL.anyway, before the debu day came, my family and i went boating and rode on the horse... my horse's name was DIXIE!!! SO COOL!!! the horse was nice and obedient... when i say go faster, it runs... i hate kicking the horse just to make it run... i feel like as if i am killing it!!lol... then my cousin that was a boy, Dravy, and i went to this hair salon and this person relaxed my hair... my hair is straighter but good thing it was not rebond.. if not, MY HAIR CELLS ARE DEAD!!! then went back to the house.. then my girl cousin was "jealous"... LOL... then the next day we celebrated dravy's older brother, Alkee's birthday... the cake had 2 layers!!! so cool!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!lol... then we had fireworks outside thier house... in total, i holded 5 fireworks!!! IT WAS NICE!!! johyn did 6.. so good.. hmpf.. LOL. then the next day was the debu.... before the debu we ate at pancake house again... LOL... then got ready for the debu.. i was forced to use the nail polish thing... then my mum put on my make up and made me wear the DRESS and high heels... then i went to the place where the debu was and saw ahmee... so nice... then another friend of mine arrived and whatever happened.. LOL..then there was a chocolate fountain!! lol... the debu was FUN FUN FUN!!!! then alot of things happened.... then went back to manila and whatever stuff and balh blah blah.. flew back here and now i am typing this.. LOL... BYEBYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after edit&lt;br /&gt;i saw a cafe called "fozzie's cafe"!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i saw a stall called "faustina's goodies"!!!&lt;br /&gt;i saw a shop called "genevieve gozum"(i took a pic of this!!!!) 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GET TO RIDE AND CONTROL THE HORSE BY MYSELF!!!!!! miss those horse-y times... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; How many tattoos would you get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; ZERO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; What is the latest you’ve stayed up in the past week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you like being around a large group of friends, or a best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; how about a large group of friends with your best friends!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Where’s your phone right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; beside my com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Is there a night you would like to put on repeat, and live it forever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; nope...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Have you ever fallen asleep while texting someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Who was your last missed call from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; my dad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; What woke you up this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; phone alarm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Could you date someone taller than you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Is there anyone that hates you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; IDK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Have you ever woke up next to someone and wanted to puke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; No!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; If someone liked you, what would be the best way for them to tell you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; err..... face to face???????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Are you looking forward to anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; riding horses and schoooooooooooooooooolllllllllllllllllllllllllll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you like surprises?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Would you rather your partner have gorgeous eyes or a gorgeous smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Is it easy to make you smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; IDK. LOL....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; What color is your toothbrush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Have you ever had a black and white cat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Last time you had someone cook for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; this morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; What are you doing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; this note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Has the death of a celebrity ever made you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; nope, i'm so heartless... HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Are promises important to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; school.... HAHA LOL!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE THE PE SHIRT OK!!!!!! IT ROCKSSSSSSSSSSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Are you a morning person or a night person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; What are you listening to right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Eye color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you wear contacts/glasses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Favorite Season?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Last Movie you Watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; new moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Piercings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; ear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; What were you doing before filling this out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; downloading songs to my phone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Right-handed or Left-handed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; right-handed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Are you missing someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you have a tattoo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; How’s your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; normal i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you still watch cartoons on Saturday mornings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; First thing you thought about this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; sleeping again... but int he end, i did not.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Are you shy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Favorite tv show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; YB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; What are the things you always take with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Glasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Are you there for your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; i guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Are you a forgiving person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; What alcohol do you drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; errr...i dun drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Who is with you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; no one.. i locked my room... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Who were you with last time you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; family and another 2 ppl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Who is the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; dad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Has anyone ever said you look like a celebrity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; yes... i a objected........ LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; What are your plans for tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; If you could move somewhere else, would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; What’s your favorite subject?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; primary-MATHS!!!!!!!!!!! secondary- IDK!!! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Last thing that made you laugh out loud?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; HK!!!! NOT HONG KONG!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you want to be married right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; OH MY GOSH, NO NO NO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; What do you usually do first in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; stay in my bed and listen to music.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you drink coffee on a regular basis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; What are you looking forward to about tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; SEEING RELATIVESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you know anyone who is a hypocrite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; YES.... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Are you expecting a phone call?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you think alcohol should be banned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; errrrrrr...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; When you’re in a bad mood, what will always put you in a better mood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;when i see HK!!!! LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-3018075362902119575?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3018075362902119575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-post-of-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/3018075362902119575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/3018075362902119575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-post-of-year.html' title='last post of the year...'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-3491556004850625865</id><published>2009-12-24T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T17:55:01.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;... people are here in my house.. as in visitor.. LOL.. and i am using the com... bad rite??? lol... chatting with hilda and fozzie... LOL... my mum came in without noicing that i actually was using the com.. YEAH... lol... b4 this, i chatted with gen and mdm aisha.. HER SON GOT 271 for PSLE!! SO SMART!!! he go to RI.. so smart sia.. LOL... then mdm aisha said that nicole lian got a BOYFRIEND!!! HAHA LOL!!!! then whatever... and blah blah blah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-3491556004850625865?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3491556004850625865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/3491556004850625865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/3491556004850625865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-3489302436389252353</id><published>2009-12-24T11:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T11:26:05.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIRDEST and stupid dream that i had...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and my family went to taka. while while in taka. Nicole lian smsed me saying that she finally got her FIRST PART TIME JOB in taka.. she was asking me to see her at this shop... on the way there, i got lost...  then i all of a sudden saw Hilda.. then i was like "HILDA POH!!!!!!!!" then she turn around and dragged me to where nicole lian worked..and gen, she was wearing this costume that made me laughed and laugh... then i have no idea what happen and before going home, hilda stupidly say "hey! since there is 6 of us, then on monday, i will do the work... the tuesday will be you..... you..... you..." then nicole was like "NONONO!! i worked hard to get this job ok!! no way will i share it with u ppl" then whatever happened and then i woke up.. so stupid.. WHAT KIND OF DREAM IS THIS!!!??? we are only 12 and PART TIME JOB??? IN TAKA.????? WHAT!?????????? haiz... anyway, i just found out that fozzi tag on someone blog and i was shocked.. and i also tag and whatever... lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-3489302436389252353?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3489302436389252353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/weirdest-and-stupid-dream-that-i-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/3489302436389252353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/3489302436389252353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/weirdest-and-stupid-dream-that-i-had.html' title='WEIRDEST and stupid dream that i had...'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-5578843386610801648</id><published>2009-12-23T14:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T14:48:53.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alpha friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Rules are you enter the letter into the search box and choose one person to write about ( if the same person comes up twice use next down the list ) Tag each person you mention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Let's begin ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; A. Angel marie jason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Do you love this person? as a friend, yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Is this person your enemy? Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) Is this person taller than you? err..... i have no idea.. whoops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; B. Beverly jieu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) What do you really think of this person? SMART!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) What’s their favourite color? purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) Ever danced with them? yes.. she is my ballet partner... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; C. Chloe Ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Do you like this person? as a friend, yes.. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Where did you meet this person? Primary Three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) How old is she? 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; D. Dilys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) How long have you known him/her? Since Primary 5...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Biggest regret? erm... IDK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; E. Eunice wang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Have you met their parents? yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Worst thing about this person? ... IDK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) Best thing about this person? Tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; F. Faustina Miranda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Have you ever dated this person? EWW. NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) When is the next time you will see him/her? VERY SOON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) Do you go to school with her/him? OF COURSE!!! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; G. Genevieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Is she a good listener?yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Have you ever lied to this person? erm... joking around counted? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) Is this person nice? Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; H. HiLda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) What year is she in? primary6 in 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Is he/she one of your GOOD friends? yep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) Ever done something illegal with this person? did i??? i know she does illegal thing such as DRIVING A CAR WITHOUT A LICENSE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I. Isabella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) What is this person’s favourite food? Noodles.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) How did you meet this person? WS in the same school and same condo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) Do you trust them? Yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; J. Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Do they have any siblings? Yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Do you know his/her favourite song? erm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) What would you do if he/she confessed they liked you? YEAH RITE!!! that would NEVER happen.. ewww..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; K. kristal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) How old were you when you first met? 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) How did you meet? Same class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) Ever danced with this person? Yessssss. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; L. Linette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) What wouldn't you have done if you had never met this person? her sister wont know me and will not know what is "egg egg girl"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Do you like him/her? As a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) Would you go to Disney World with this person?maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; M. Marilyn Chiang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Is this person older than you? YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Is this person single? IDK..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) How many times do you talk to him/her in a week? During ballet.. if she come and i come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; N. Nicole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Is this person your boyfriend/girlfriend?nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Have you seen this person cry? nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) Do you know this person’s middle name? yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; O.oval.. )fellow oval)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Are you related? nope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Could you live with this person? I DONT WANT TO LIVE WITH EMO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) Do you believe this person is gay? NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; P. Priscilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Have you ever been to the mall with this person? Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) What do you think of him/her?quiet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) Does this person have a job? Nope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Q. Queen of shrivelled apples.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Does this person drink alcohol? Nope. She's a very kuai girl :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Have you seen this person dance? Yesssss. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) Where does she work? SAC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; R. Rachael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Have you heard this person sing? Nope. BUT I WANT TO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Do you think this person will repost this? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) How do you know this person? same class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; S. Sashika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Is this person taller than you? YES....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Do you enjoy spending time with him/her?lol.. yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) Do they live close to you? NO!!! i live in one side of singapore and she lives at the other other... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; T. Tuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Would you do anything for him/her? YES... cos she is "invisible"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Have you been to his/her house? YES... live in the same house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) Is this person a smart?NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; U. UFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Is this person in a relationship? IDK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Do you know where he lives? outer space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) What colour hair does this person have? GREEN!!! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; V. Victoria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Do you see this person alot? YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) When did you meet her/him? IDK.. WHEN I WAS YOUNG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) Is this person your friend? Yessssssssssssssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; W. Worm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Is this person quiet or loud? QUIET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Name a friend that that she is close too? LEAFY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) What color eyes does this person have? brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; X.xylaphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Why are you friends with him/her?... IT iS FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Have you ever gone anywhere with them? I want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) What is one thing you would change about them? Nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Y. Yeast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Does this person wear make-up? YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Does this person play any instruments? IDK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) What is his/her favourite sport? BADMINTON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Z. Zebra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 1) Does this person have MSN/AIM? Yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 2) Ever gone shopping with him/her? YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 3) Does this person have any special skills? Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-5578843386610801648?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5578843386610801648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/alpha-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/5578843386610801648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/5578843386610801648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/alpha-friends.html' title='alpha friends'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-961019378058653999</id><published>2009-12-23T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T13:39:32.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WOW!!! i am actually in the same class as ALOT of ppl... lol... so amazing... 1 of my teacher was stuck at either japan or england.. SO RICH... lol.. then the other one is sick.. so we had this weird teacher... the teacher taught us about the number 3... lol... then blah blah blah... then bah blah blah again... then reached home eat then use this then talked to fozzie about HK!!! (seriously, not hong kong...).. and gthen hilda came online.. and blah blah blah... so byebye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-961019378058653999?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/961019378058653999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/961019378058653999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/961019378058653999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-8710385918669617350</id><published>2009-12-20T17:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T17:09:28.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird shrivelled apple</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;... Shrivelled apple is not  contining a shopw just becos of one weird question.... haiz.. thats all i can say for now... so, BYEBYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-8710385918669617350?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8710385918669617350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/weird-shrivelled-apple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/8710385918669617350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/8710385918669617350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/weird-shrivelled-apple.html' title='Weird shrivelled apple'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-6494592273008908363</id><published>2009-12-20T14:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T17:10:03.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>83 questions answered...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;1. Who is/are your best guy friend(s)?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If someone were to tell you they like you right now, would you care?&lt;br /&gt;it depends on who it is... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you still talk to the person you fell hardest for?&lt;br /&gt;... erm.. kind of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where did you last sleep other than your house?&lt;br /&gt;hotel and other ppl's house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you have a best friend?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you smoke?&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you remember what you were like when you were a kid?&lt;br /&gt;... yes... never forgetting one incident that i actually told Genevieve..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Can you vote for the next election?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;DA LUNG DA LUNG DA LUNG DA LUNG DA LUNG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When will your next kiss be?&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who do you want to see right now?&lt;br /&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:x-small;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;12. Ever have a sleepover with the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;13. When did your last hug take place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;14. Do you date smart people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;15. Where were you at 2:02 pm this afternoon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;watching a show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;16. What does the last text in your phone says?&lt;/span&gt; and from who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Ok...? (from sashika)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;17. Do you use smiley faces on the computer a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;18. Have you ever changed clothes in a vehicle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;" &gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;19. Who did you last eat with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;family plus trixie!!!! HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;20. Do you text alot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;21. How old would you be in 13 months?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;13...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;22. When is the last time you tattooed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;" &gt;... never had one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;23. If you like that person will you talk about your feelings or hide them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;25. What are you looking forward to in the next month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;GOING TO SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;26. Will you talk to the person you like tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;i don't even like anyone at the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;28. Do you have a reason to smile right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;29. If you won a lot of money on the lottery, what would you buy first ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;not sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;30. Who was the last person of the opposite sex you had a conversation with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;" &gt;John...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;31. Who was driving the last car you were in?(Not including your parents)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;the last one who drove the car that i was in, was my father... since i cant include my parents, it would be Genevieve's dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;32. Who was the last person that called you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hilda.. i had to tell her about emo spitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;33. What are you craving right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;35. What are you excited about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;" &gt;2MR!! where i can watch some new stuff.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;36. Ever kissed your number 1 on facebook?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;37. When was the last time you cried? And why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Just now... i laughed too much cos of someone's expression...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;38. Ever kissed someone who's name starts with an A?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;39. Is there one person who can make you feel better no matter what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;err, i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;40. Last person you hugged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;41. What were you doing at 2:00 am last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;42. Have you cried today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;43. What bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;44. Are you currently frustrated with a girl/guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;" &gt;yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;45. Ever talked to someone that was high?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I want to! cos i never did.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;46. Does it snow where you live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;if u count snow city then yes, if not, then no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;47. When is the next time you will see your grandma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;this coming week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;48. Have you kissed or hugged someone today ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;hugged yes, kissed NO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;49. Will you be married in the next two years ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;-.- i'll be like 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;50. Have you ever wanted someone you thought that you couldn't have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;err...what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;51. Are you in a relationship, single, complicated, married, or engaged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;SINGLE!!!! and i LOVE it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;52. How have you felt today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;happy??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;53. Do you like your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;54. Are you happy at the moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;55. What were you doing at 10:00pm last night ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;sms-ing, chatting, watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;56. Last person who drove you somewhere (besides your parents)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Genevieve's Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;57. Ever kissed someone in a closet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;58. Do you live alone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;" &gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;59. Do you have a friend of the opposite sex that you can talk to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;err... i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;60. Are you crazy ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;erm... the answer is obvious so there is no need to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;61. Who was the last person to call you babe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;i have never, in my whole life, been called that before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;62. How has this past week been for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FUN!!! and a little boring also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;63. Last thing you drank ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:x-small;"  &gt;milk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;64. Do you believe that every thing happens for a reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;65. Could you ever forgive a cheater?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;depends on what kind of cheater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;66. If you were reincarnated as a sea creature, what would you want to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;BLUE WHALE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;67. What do you normally order when you're at McDonald's?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;fries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;70. Describe the last time you were injured?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;PAINFUL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;71. Of all your friends, who would you want to be stuck in a well with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;hilda, LOL cos she's like so tall so i can climb on her and escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;74. If you could only use a form of transportation, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MRT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;75. Whats your favorite kind of cake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;76. Look 20 degrees to your left, what do you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" face="&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;calendar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" face="&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;77. Do you untie your shoes when you take it off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" face="&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;.. oops.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;78. Do you buy your own groceries?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;79. What's your favorite fruit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;GRAPES AND APPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="&amp;quot;" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;80. Do you like running long distances?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;dependz on why i am running a long distance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;81. What color are your bedsheets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Blue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;82. What's the way people most often mispronounce any part of your name?Like, without the "h".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;... Trixie became Tracy... sometimes they even call me Nathania...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;83. Lastly, whats your favorite color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ALOT!! blue, green, yellow, black and purple..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-6494592273008908363?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6494592273008908363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/83-questions-answered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/6494592273008908363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/6494592273008908363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/83-questions-answered.html' title='83 questions answered...'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-8323228123550818611</id><published>2009-12-19T17:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T17:32:12.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GENENEVIEVE DANCED!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;Yesterday, i went to gen's house... we watched shows and saw this HILARIOUS thing on youtube... 3:43.... HAHA LOL... we laughed at the expressions and whatever... while watching, EMO SPIT ON MY SHIRT THEN SPIT ON GEN'S HEAD!!! EWWWWWWWWWWW!!! after all the spitting, we kicked them out.. hahaha lol.. then we cycled to the library and on the way back, we bought ice pops.. we asked Hilda to come down her block for a surprise.. but she was too lazy to see the SURPRISE!! so we waited for hilda even though we knew she would not come down at all.. we finished our ice pops while "waiting" for hilda to come. then we cycled backt o gen's house and continued watching stuff... then we were watching this show that i forgot.. then i turned around, all of sudden saw Gen's father... I DID NOT NOTICE HIM WALK PASS ME!!! so embarrassing.. then we went to the party.. people were dancing to that song that i have no idea what u call it... and there was this part that they have to SHAKE their butts...so i watch them do it.. and their was this next dance and gen DRAGGED ME INTO IT!!! so i danced with her... there were danceSSSS... there was this CHICKEN dance that we had to do!! lol!! then there was also this hockey pokey dance.. so different from the school hockey pokey.. LOL...  then Gen did a CHA CHA dance that i took video of!! YEAHH!!! hen she did a salsa dance but sadly i did not take video!! so sad... then we redid the dancess. and gen forced me to do the shaking of butt dance... and if u dont concentrate on the dance, U WILL GET CONUSED... GEN and this guy stepped on the same TOE!!! then there was this performance by some ppl.. hip hop.. SO COOL! he did a split!!! but sadly i did not see it.. everyone shouted "WAHH! HE DID A SPLIT!" sadly, i missed it..then we had this game, where we have to pass the rubberbands thru straws.. and the person that i had to pass to was SHORT!! so i had to bend down for 5 MINS!!! then happily, my group won.. my "hard work" paid off.. then we had this gift exchange.. i did not know that i picked up the gift that i was suppose to give.. so stupid... and why did i not know, cos the i did not reconize the gift wrapper.. but that gift was prepared by gen's mum. so it was like Gen gave me the gift.. THE GIFT IS SO CUTE!!! john tot it was a lego.. and he LOVES lego.. so he took and i grabbed it back and ran to my room and lock the door.. YEAH... haha lol.. anyway,on the way to the car... Hilda called Gen a FELLOW OVAL.. and Gen called hilda SHRIVELLED APPLE... wow... then went home and watched stuff... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;and now, i was watching a show.. so byebye!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-8323228123550818611?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8323228123550818611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/genenevieve-danced.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/8323228123550818611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/8323228123550818611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/genenevieve-danced.html' title='GENENEVIEVE DANCED!!!'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-5336897632479693534</id><published>2009-12-17T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T20:10:19.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JADE!!! OVAL!!! APPLE!!!</title><content type='html'>today, i went to genevieve's house... when i got there... i called gen's handphone. but no one picked it up... so i wanted to call hilda and all of a sudden, i saw hilda's  face "popping" out of the lift... haha lol... hen we went in her house and decided to play scrabble where all of us went crazy.. hilda, the inexperienced one won the game.. and why? COS I HELPED HER! i helped her get &lt;font size=20&gt; 60&lt;/font&gt;!!! i am so kind.. HAHA LOL... then genevieve was saying "dont put it there!" or something like that... but sadly, i put it there... guess the word.. it was &lt;font size=20&gt;RUB&lt;/font&gt; haha lol... then gen was asking the words that started with O... so we were like oval, office, offical and OVAL!! after the whole thing, hilda obviously won and i got second place and gen, she only had 50 plus... hilda got 121 and i got 100... if i did not help her, i could have WON! then after scrabble, we ate... after we ate, we asked emo to bathe.. lol.. so while emo bathed, we went down.. lol... we went to buy ice pops... i was the last one who opened my ice pop and i was the first the finish... LOL... then we went to the park and played ball and went to this thing and started chit chatting... gen was oval cos she was born in october.. then since her new nick name made use of the scrabble and her birthday, i decided that mine would be jade.. haha lol.. for Hilda, the only thing that came into my mind was APPLE.. so the title was our birthday names.. lol after ball we went up and emo was angry.. haha lol.. then we accompanied gen to watch hi my sweetheart.. and we laughed like siao... lol... there was this part where they said stuff three times... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then emo came in to spit at hilda... haha lol! then we ate ice-cream and EMO TOOK MY ICE CREAM!!! haiz.. then we went to send hilda home and then i purposely pop my head in her house.. she never lets anyone in her house... so sad.. lol.. then gen and i went cycling and this guy banged "my" bike... then we went up and down slopes... then we went back to her house to take my stuff and go home... we were "good" people and followed the law... we DISMOUNTED AND PUSHED ... lol... then we ran here and there and bought soya milk.. i went int he shuttle bus and gen smsed me that she finished her soya milk when mine was more than half... LOL... then i went home and hilda smsed me to go online whne i already am onlined.. lol.. then talked to hilda on msn and she asked me to play "hamburger" game... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-5336897632479693534?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5336897632479693534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/jade-oval-apple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/5336897632479693534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/5336897632479693534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/jade-oval-apple.html' title='JADE!!! OVAL!!! APPLE!!!'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-5895105050682179195</id><published>2009-12-11T14:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T14:12:21.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NERVOUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ok.. i am like talking to this person on msn with sashika and it is like scary!! ok.. the shortest post ever in my blog.. so bye for now.. the conversation is still on... HELP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-5895105050682179195?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5895105050682179195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/nervous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/5895105050682179195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/5895105050682179195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/nervous.html' title='NERVOUS'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-369730979011625709</id><published>2009-12-10T19:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T20:46:42.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walk till ur leg aches? i just did it today..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;i was in tm waiting for ppl to come and i wandered here and there until hilda poh the one who is usually late came early. i was SUPER surprised.. WOW. so i went there and she asked for coins... so i gave her 40cents(which she has not returned yet.. HAHA lol...u can keep it... like i are about it). then we met the other 3 ppl, faustina, jodie and celeste.. so we went and when we went in the mrt i started playing cake mania.. then i could not play properly while standing and one hand if holding the pole. so i played bounce instead.. hilda took my phone and helped me pass level ONE.. haha lol.. then when we reached, we went to takashimaya where we were suppose to eat at KFC and look at the BIG HUGE christmas tree. so we ate but DID NOT look at the christmas tree.. haiz.. after that we went to erm... erm.. whoops i forgot.. skipping to the part which i remember. we went to heeren or however u spell it and went to hilda's favourite shop called "upstairs" cool rite!? haha lol... after that we went to this new shopping mall and while going down the escalator, hilda all of a sudden said something and she ran to the shop called diva.. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;so i bought hilda's christmas present there and i bought earrings for someone.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SyDl6HzcBFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/YMHgettRMp0/s1600-h/PC101745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SyDl6HzcBFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/YMHgettRMp0/s200/PC101745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413579538789303378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;this is the earrings that i bought.. HAHA.. lol.. (lame*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;then we went to heeren again to rest and we bought drinks in coffee bean thingy.. lol.. i was the second one who finish my drink! YEAH! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;the we went to this place and cross to this mall and look around.. then we went out of the mall to cross back again.. how tiring... lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;we wanted to go to far east mall so we passed this place where hilda waved to some kind of guy.. it was her uncle.. then we passed that mall and found out that it was a "dead end". and why did we get lost(and had to walk for like 30mins!!) was because of some kind of person named Hilda Poh.. lol.. so bugged her to ask her uncle where far east mall was... and the results are obvious, she did not do it... we passed at the place where we saw hilda's uncle while hilda passed thru the place where it was far from her uncle.. LOL.. then we went INSIDE a christmas tree. YEAH.. SO COOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SyDphMyplDI/AAAAAAAAAew/A71ibcay79A/s1600-h/PC101696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SyDphMyplDI/AAAAAAAAAew/A71ibcay79A/s200/PC101696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413583508677956658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;inside the Christmas tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SyDp-mrulqI/AAAAAAAAAe4/kWrwO5nCLDI/s1600-h/PC101699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SyDp-mrulqI/AAAAAAAAAe4/kWrwO5nCLDI/s200/PC101699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413584013844453026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;outside the Christmas tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;after the christmas tree we passed by paragon and went inside where i bought john a fake camera.. it looks real. lol then we on the way to far east mall, we rested and went on again.. so we went to far east mall and bought SHUTTER SHADES!! hilda bought shades.. lol.. then we went to ion to take pics.. these are some of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SyDsh7ONsfI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ndQepU3XsaA/s1600-h/PC101721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SyDsh7ONsfI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ndQepU3XsaA/s200/PC101721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413586819676484082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SyDshSVGSJI/AAAAAAAAAfI/pRpXR1uxZ1Y/s1600-h/PC101715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SyDshSVGSJI/AAAAAAAAAfI/pRpXR1uxZ1Y/s200/PC101715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413586808699504786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SyDsg6JLhrI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gEo2J54ZSBM/s1600-h/PC101705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SyDsg6JLhrI/AAAAAAAAAfA/gEo2J54ZSBM/s200/PC101705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413586802207065778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;i have a THING for LONG cool escalators... and why? cos i dont see them everyday... not even once a week! or once a month! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;then after that we went to WALK to the MRT and we "fought" for the seats. lol.. then went home and blah blah blah... now i am chatting with them and they are rushing me... haiz.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot something...&lt;br /&gt;today there are 3 ppl who "electrify" me..&lt;br /&gt;and i kept on tripping..&lt;br /&gt;and i was the only one with camera... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-369730979011625709?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/369730979011625709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/walk-till-ur-leg-aches-i-just-did-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/369730979011625709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/369730979011625709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/walk-till-ur-leg-aches-i-just-did-it.html' title='walk till ur leg aches? i just did it today..'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SyDl6HzcBFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/YMHgettRMp0/s72-c/PC101745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773765040261907795.post-1609741449529081162</id><published>2009-12-06T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:01:04.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT AM I LEARNING!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;this morning, i went to church and i tot i was going to be late for my duty... so i smsed Vanessa and blah blah blah... and i told her that i was going to be late.. then she told me that Joycelyn  said that if i was late, i had to pay $50... but obviously she was joking... so i reach there on time... when we gathered for stuff,  Joycelyn saw me and said, "eh! you are here!? i was waiting for my 50 bucks" then everyone laughed.... LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;then we went for classes and people kept on stepping on the "innocent" girl's bags... the one whose bag was stepped on most was Sashika... HAHA.. whoops... =D then after classes, they were "advertising" the guitar thingy which is not a guitar... i have no idea how to spell that thingy.. it is like a guitar but small... and the name was funny i kept on laughinh at it... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;i dragged Sashika to go with me and learn it.. HAHA... the name is WEIRD and FUNNY.. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;then after church, went to buy my phone then went to eat and there was a free famous amos thing where everyone fought for it.. actually, i was the only one who was fighting for it.. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;then we went to look for a suit for john.. and john tot it was a swimming SUIT... LOL.. then at home, we tried the suit.. he looked like a small business man... HAHA LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;then i started talking to Sashika about some kind  of songs.. i clearly stated something and she did it the other way round.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;BYE for now.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-1609741449529081162?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1609741449529081162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-am-i-learning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/1609741449529081162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/1609741449529081162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-am-i-learning.html' title='WHAT AM I LEARNING!?'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-737356143799356776</id><published>2009-12-05T18:43:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:17:59.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good thing it did not rain... =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today, i went back to the park to cycle... LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SxpC0Of_0mI/AAAAAAAAAeY/qJA-Te7SJJo/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411711367252005474" style="width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SxpC0Of_0mI/AAAAAAAAAeY/qJA-Te7SJJo/s200/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;John on the bike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SxpCzsWGyoI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/2j-SJrDMBlQ/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411711358083713666" style="width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SxpCzsWGyoI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/2j-SJrDMBlQ/s200/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The scenery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SxpBhmt81RI/AAAAAAAAAeI/TmjumUk4e1w/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411709947823838482" style="width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SxpBhmt81RI/AAAAAAAAAeI/TmjumUk4e1w/s200/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the "pond"... side view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SxpBgHssJmI/AAAAAAAAAdw/NFaFEDoQ2UQ/s1600-h/crab.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411709922317182562" style="width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SxpBgHssJmI/AAAAAAAAAdw/NFaFEDoQ2UQ/s200/crab.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Can u spot the crab!? it is somewhere in the middle of this pic... if u cant see it, forget it..If u really cant find it, but want to know where it is, enlarge it...=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SxpBhCbIFmI/AAAAAAAAAeA/4cvUT_51ayA/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411709938081207906" style="width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SxpBhCbIFmI/AAAAAAAAAeA/4cvUT_51ayA/s200/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the pond again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SxpBguvd6HI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Wp7rlDJD4uc/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411709932797814898" style="width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SxpBguvd6HI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Wp7rlDJD4uc/s200/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the pond.. front view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SxpBftv3ShI/AAAAAAAAAdo/CfmX5vAcuOA/s1600-h/crab+hole.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411709915351173650" style="width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SxpBftv3ShI/AAAAAAAAAdo/CfmX5vAcuOA/s200/crab+hole.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the crab hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-737356143799356776?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/737356143799356776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-thing-it-did-not-rain-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/737356143799356776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/737356143799356776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-thing-it-did-not-rain-d.html' title='Good thing it did not rain... =D'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/SxpC0Of_0mI/AAAAAAAAAeY/qJA-Te7SJJo/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773765040261907795.post-8261869414578190150</id><published>2009-12-04T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:05:45.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another movie day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;today morning, i went fishing and right after we finish, the rain came along... LOL... then we fed the fishes and we went home..then i chatted with hilda and gen who did not believe that fishing was just 30mins...then i went to watch fantastic mr.fox... LAME... the movie was weird... the fox said that she was pregnant and yet she still dance like a mad fox... then after the movie we went to to stuff ice-skating stuff... first we watched the people perform.. SO COOL!! lol... then after the whole skating thing, went home talking about what we would do 2mr... lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;BYEBYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-8261869414578190150?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8261869414578190150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-movie-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/8261869414578190150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/8261869414578190150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-movie-day.html' title='Another movie day'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-3650459219645723061</id><published>2009-12-03T18:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:06:00.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring day? well, not really</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Haiz... ok i will start at the top...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This morning, i met Jodie infront of the MRT station... and then we almost took the wrong mrt and we talked about what if we were lost at woodlands... LOL.... and she said if we really get stuck at woodlands, she will ;leave me and take the taxi home... For me, i will find a bus stop and see the bus numbers and blah blah blah... at least i save more money than Jodie... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;then we went to the cinema and waited for the rest to come... we hid behind the whatever u call that thing when we saw faustina... she went to the counter where jodie and i "pushed" her... LOL. And we found out that she did not even need to go to the counter at all... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The next person that came was Celeste.. Then we went to the toilet then we went back and waited for 5 mins... then i told faustina if she wanted to know where Hilda was... so i brought her to this machine where there was Pooh Bear inside... Cos Hilda said she is a pooh bear... then at that moment, when fozzie and i reach that machine, the real Hilda came... so cool... lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;then we bought our popcorn and drinks and waited for sabrina... when me and jodie already buy the popcorn, hilda took some of it!! Bad rite!? lol... so when faustina and Hilda bought theirs, jodie and i took from them.. LOL... then sabby finally came... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;then we went the place where the pople check ur ticket and the guy there said 6... so we went up and headed for cinema 6 when i remember and fozzie shouted that we were in cinema 4... So we were like, "but then the guy said 6!! he said 6!"... so we just went to cinema 4... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;then while the commericals started, we were all very nervously... "are u sure we are on the right cinema!? U sure or not!?" then this Jodie said "if the wrong movie comes out, i punch Faustina's face..." lol... but before that, i was having a fight with jodie for the seat.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Then the movie started, and we calmed down because the movie starter said new moon... LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; then during ALOT of parts in the movie, i kept on asking Jodie question like, "who is that!?, Is he a bad guy!?, What promise!?, what did she/he say!??" then she said "are u even paying attention to the movie!!?? then my answer was, of course not, i was paying attention to eating popcorn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; and about the popcorn, i ate the most! i eat one whole popcorn that was in the LARGE box, and i ate some from sabby's one... LOL... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;then we walked to Gen's house and people were taking their own sweet time to walk... LOL... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;then we reach gen's house just to find out that kristal was still eating, so me and hilda were like LOOK INTO MY EYES! then she could not eat anymore... LOL... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;then some peoploe cycled some people run or more like WALK and one roller blade... so we went to the void deck, bubble tea shop and the park for 3 hours or was it 4!? who cares... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;then Gen, krisatl and i went up many slopes and went down many slopes... but Gen cycled through the most slopes followed by me then kristal... and in between, Hilda had to go home.. aww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;then we went to the excerise place where i did an unintenional split and fell fall to the ground and sabby threw the thing over and it hit my hand... OUCH... lol then we went to the playground where i went upside down and fozzie took a picture... haiz... lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We went back to her house and faustina,Celeste,Sabrina,Jodie left already... So i was left with the two other people... we watch iCarly.. LOL. and we all laughed at the parts that were funny.. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;then we went down to play badminton and to get our hands black... the shuttlecock was suck in the tree and I manged to get it down lol... and i actually dont know who got it up there... and i found out that i lost my badminton skills... Haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;then we wanted to buy ice pops but in the end, we bought drinks... and the weird part comes... LOL... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cos before i meet jodie, i bought ice lemon tea... and then when we bought our drinks, i also bought ice lemon tea... then i took out the empty ice lemon tea bottle and asked where the dustbin was.. and there reaction was funny... " WOW!!! U DRINK SO FAST!" and then i told them why "i drank so fast" reason... LOL... but i wonder what would happen if i did not tell them... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so they send me to the stoplight and i walked... when i saw the time i RAN! then i tot i missed my shuttle bus, in the end, it was just late... actually, it was not late at all... the shuttle bus was at 5.55 not 5.50... so i tot i missed it... then i hopped on and reached home and blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table id="xpalettetable" style="width: 130px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid rgb(255, 255, 255);" unselectable="on" onmouseover="PaletteOver(this)" onmouseout="PaletteOut(this)" onclick="PaletteClick('#000000')" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;img src="" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;andd now typing.... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ok... thats all for now, &lt;/span&gt;BYE BYE!! &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-3650459219645723061?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3650459219645723061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiring-day-well-not-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/3650459219645723061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/3650459219645723061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiring-day-well-not-really.html' title='Tiring day? well, not really'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-8138929844973279984</id><published>2009-12-02T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:06:19.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Haiz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i just found out that the person who called me a bytch, also commented on Gen's tagboard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;do u even know how to spell the word properly!!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i was going to "talk" to u, but my friends came and chatted with me on my tagboard, so i ignored u... but when i found out that u also did the same thing to gen, thats where i i decided not to ignore it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i actually have the same things to say as gen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;if u actually said who u are,i really would have apologise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and seriously, gang!? WOW... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and if u actually and finally put ur name, i would apologise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But if u dont, then how do u expect me to apologise an unknown person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;unless u tell me on the tagboard or whereever that u want me to apologise first before u telling who u are... but that is going to be very weird... seriously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and one more tip for u, the next time u write something bad on someone's blog(which i dont hope u will), u better put ur name....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;what i should be saying is, keep ur bad talks to urself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-8138929844973279984?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8138929844973279984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/weird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/8138929844973279984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/8138929844973279984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/weird.html' title='Weird...'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-6113729181708679409</id><published>2009-12-02T14:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:06:34.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Choose 15 friends that u can think of from your school and another 15 friends from outside school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;School:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1.Genevieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2.Hilda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3.Faustina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4.Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5.Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6.Jeannie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7.Cheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8.Rachael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9.Celeste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;10.Chloe ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;11.Corliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;12.Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;13.Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;14.Aliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;15.Chloe leong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Outside:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1.Marilyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2.Amanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3.Kay ean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4.Beverly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5.Dana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6.Vanessa(ballet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7.Sashika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8.Janice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9.Vanessa(church)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;10.Lydia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;11.Jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;12.Li ann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;13.Su ann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;14. Joycelyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;15. Psalm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;THANKS PEOPLE!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-6113729181708679409?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6113729181708679409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/6113729181708679409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/6113729181708679409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-5041730614367076389</id><published>2009-12-01T09:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:07:03.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Names</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i notice that i have not been posting anything on my blog these few days.... then i shall post nonsense now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So, welcome to the world of alphabets "talking"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a-apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;b-Baboon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;c-cucmber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;d-dying from boredom somethimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;e-exotic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;f-fat ppl falling off a bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;g-gardenia(flower, NOT BREAD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;h-hyena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i-innocent? NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;j-juggle jugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;k-king????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;l-lollipops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;m-money ($$$) lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;n-nice nicece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;o-over the .......???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;p-Pluto the Dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;q-queen of ....???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;r-rats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;s-Sandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;t-Triboon! YEAH... lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;u-UFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;v-Vicky the EVIL baby sitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;w-wet wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;x-x-ray! it does not hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;y-yipee!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;z-zopity zoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now u have seen the alphabets "talking"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i am this bored that i have nothing else to say... haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bye people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-5041730614367076389?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5041730614367076389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/names.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/5041730614367076389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/5041730614367076389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/names.html' title='Names'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-3654951392363878708</id><published>2009-11-25T20:15:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:07:30.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0n9rbAZtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/t20i8zUX6w0/s200/yiyi+%2833%29.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408022668123334354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Faustina,me, hilda and gen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0n9E_GhAI/AAAAAAAAAco/rwfxKZNt_EQ/s1600/wrtrmjytewces.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0n9E_GhAI/AAAAAAAAAco/rwfxKZNt_EQ/s200/wrtrmjytewces.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408022657805747202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;whose legs!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0n8v8hFfI/AAAAAAAAAcg/MNdLOmuSUi8/s1600/wqewqe.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0n8v8hFfI/AAAAAAAAAcg/MNdLOmuSUi8/s200/wqewqe.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408022652157761010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;me and hilda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0n0S8dAxI/AAAAAAAAAcY/7xDT4NqGYis/s1600/vrvrvr.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0n0S8dAxI/AAAAAAAAAcY/7xDT4NqGYis/s200/vrvrvr.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408022506933912338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;faustina,me and hilda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0n0MROyMI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/3qIYXjExKj8/s1600/vrevefe.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0n0MROyMI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/3qIYXjExKj8/s200/vrevefe.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408022505142012098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sadly, faustina decided to play ds instead of taking the picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nzixQP2I/AAAAAAAAAcA/iYfE8GH-Na8/s1600/s.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nzixQP2I/AAAAAAAAAcA/iYfE8GH-Na8/s200/s.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408022494002036578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;LOOK AT FAUSTINA'S FACE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nzFAge_I/AAAAAAAAAb4/SZ3VqlxtlAs/s1600/rfewfwge.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nzFAge_I/AAAAAAAAAb4/SZ3VqlxtlAs/s200/rfewfwge.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408022486012951538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who is Gen Talking to!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nsbUCHzI/AAAAAAAAAbw/pJB87dbsKuI/s1600/regr4g.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nsbUCHzI/AAAAAAAAAbw/pJB87dbsKuI/s200/regr4g.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408022371741343538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Faustina, Me and hilda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nsAXi09I/AAAAAAAAAbo/B604R9vK4V4/s1600/mki,ik.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nsAXi09I/AAAAAAAAAbo/B604R9vK4V4/s200/mki,ik.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408022364508312530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Weird faces pic.1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nr7zI4uI/AAAAAAAAAbg/sVIiB4G7ONw/s1600/m.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nr7zI4uI/AAAAAAAAAbg/sVIiB4G7ONw/s200/m.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408022363281875682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Is it obvious who this person is???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nrneejkI/AAAAAAAAAbY/YE8d-t9ta2U/s1600/juilo%3Bo9.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nrneejkI/AAAAAAAAAbY/YE8d-t9ta2U/s200/juilo%3Bo9.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408022357826506306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;all of us put on a weird face except for faustina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nrRForkI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ZtbTaSPjxhY/s1600/GetAttachment.aspx1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nrRForkI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ZtbTaSPjxhY/s200/GetAttachment.aspx1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408022351816732226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i was not looking at the camera... whoops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nguBvpsI/AAAAAAAAAbI/oXPSqJh8nB0/s1600/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nguBvpsI/AAAAAAAAAbI/oXPSqJh8nB0/s200/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408022170606479042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i am still not looking at the camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0ngRnC2-I/AAAAAAAAAbA/_lUb1soF9cA/s1600/fvefgre.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0ngRnC2-I/AAAAAAAAAbA/_lUb1soF9cA/s200/fvefgre.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408022162978298850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;LOOK AT GEN AND FAUSTINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nfxf1FrI/AAAAAAAAAa4/heKhDjTs7tk/s1600/fvcev.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nfxf1FrI/AAAAAAAAAa4/heKhDjTs7tk/s200/fvcev.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408022154358101682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;BLUR pictures are taken by the one and only Genevieve(Gaboon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nfhuEGMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/9XObC-Ge6gk/s1600/frvfr.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nfhuEGMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/9XObC-Ge6gk/s200/frvfr.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408022150122838210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Faustina is sleeping!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nfS7yCjI/AAAAAAAAAao/zsaxUE-z9BM/s1600/fgrefew.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nfS7yCjI/AAAAAAAAAao/zsaxUE-z9BM/s200/fgrefew.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408022146153843250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and AGAIN, faustina decides to play ds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nHVimcXI/AAAAAAAAAag/da3DAo1LoL0/s1600/ervg45t.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nHVimcXI/AAAAAAAAAag/da3DAo1LoL0/s200/ervg45t.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408021734536671602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i think the ds was not suppose to be in the pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nHCA-n0I/AAAAAAAAAaY/NYpokuw6ioY/s1600/f43fe3gf.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nHCA-n0I/AAAAAAAAAaY/NYpokuw6ioY/s200/f43fe3gf.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408021729295376194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;all of us were doing the "peace" signs except for gen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nG55CpXI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/9sDk8SO-Qdw/s1600/egr4g43h5y.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nG55CpXI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/9sDk8SO-Qdw/s200/egr4g43h5y.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408021727114601842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;weird figure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nGvKLuhI/AAAAAAAAAaI/fYR7BNnNb9Q/s1600/egewfw.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nGvKLuhI/AAAAAAAAAaI/fYR7BNnNb9Q/s200/egewfw.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408021724233710098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Puff up the cheeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nGMd8AZI/AAAAAAAAAaA/HfkZz2_6eDQ/s1600/efvgr4f.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0nGMd8AZI/AAAAAAAAAaA/HfkZz2_6eDQ/s200/efvgr4f.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408021714921324946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SMILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0mkms3o-I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/2zVhNp3IfXM/s1600/efewf4u5y.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0mkms3o-I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/2zVhNp3IfXM/s200/efewf4u5y.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408021137847722978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1 star, 5 hands, 10 fingers and 2 watches... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0mkR0qqbI/AAAAAAAAAZw/FIi1IgE1D3s/s1600/efe3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0mkR0qqbI/AAAAAAAAAZw/FIi1IgE1D3s/s200/efe3.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408021132243282354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;notice that Hilda is the only one wearing a light-coloured shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0mkPp7GFI/AAAAAAAAAZo/nb0Pxng8Sqs/s1600/ef3wfht.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0mkPp7GFI/AAAAAAAAAZo/nb0Pxng8Sqs/s200/ef3wfht.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408021131661350994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gen's face was sadly cut off....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0mjSQ_etI/AAAAAAAAAZY/9hgioWzdDKE/s1600/edd.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0mjSQ_etI/AAAAAAAAAZY/9hgioWzdDKE/s200/edd.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408021115182217938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gen's smile is being blocked by hilda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0mBETHBgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/AifCYMtjsjs/s1600/dwdwxeg5.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0mBETHBgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/AifCYMtjsjs/s200/dwdwxeg5.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408020527317452290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;another scene of gen calling Mystery person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0mAQ16OaI/AAAAAAAAAZA/WSAjc6ja6-M/s1600/dvcedcecw.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0mAQ16OaI/AAAAAAAAAZA/WSAjc6ja6-M/s200/dvcedcecw.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408020513504770466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Faustina's DEAD! :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0mAGOML0I/AAAAAAAAAY4/0MzFX8bPKyI/s1600/dfvewfw.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0mAGOML0I/AAAAAAAAAY4/0MzFX8bPKyI/s200/dfvewfw.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408020510653820738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SHE IS ALIVE... YEAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0l_5YJfII/AAAAAAAAAYw/7UVVwK_cloA/s1600/dergytucew.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0l_5YJfII/AAAAAAAAAYw/7UVVwK_cloA/s200/dergytucew.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408020507205926018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i spot the choco flakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0limkI8hI/AAAAAAAAAYg/nl81EVmFkoc/s1600/11122222.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0limkI8hI/AAAAAAAAAYg/nl81EVmFkoc/s200/11122222.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408020003939742226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;YOz wazup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0liX1YEDI/AAAAAAAAAYY/E_cSXdP4-Mk/s1600/1223.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0liX1YEDI/AAAAAAAAAYY/E_cSXdP4-Mk/s200/1223.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408019999985504306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Faustina fell falt on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0liFuThaI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/X4D0XgtUxOg/s1600/111.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0liFuThaI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/X4D0XgtUxOg/s200/111.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408019995124008354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Faustina and Hilda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0lh7_nLvI/AAAAAAAAAYI/8weQCH8qz-g/s1600/21.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0lh7_nLvI/AAAAAAAAAYI/8weQCH8qz-g/s200/21.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408019992512245490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hilda is smashing faustina! OH NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0lO_tc5DI/AAAAAAAAAYA/ms9gIU7mpVs/s1600/2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0lO_tc5DI/AAAAAAAAAYA/ms9gIU7mpVs/s200/2.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408019667092300850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;faustina survives, but her ponytail did not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0lOjKCOBI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ARqES5p_oh0/s1600/1ss.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0lOjKCOBI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ARqES5p_oh0/s200/1ss.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408019659427559442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hilda and Gen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0lOZ99EyI/AAAAAAAAAXw/uvhn7Z0PaOE/s1600/1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0lOZ99EyI/AAAAAAAAAXw/uvhn7Z0PaOE/s200/1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408019656960971554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Another blur photo by gen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0lOP87AII/AAAAAAAAAXo/O82v_ulORzc/s1600/,kl,kyu.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0lOP87AII/AAAAAAAAAXo/O82v_ulORzc/s200/,kl,kyu.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408019654272286850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the DS is involved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0lNjgYyOI/AAAAAAAAAXg/I7pJYHCh5hE/s1600/Image007000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0lNjgYyOI/AAAAAAAAAXg/I7pJYHCh5hE/s200/Image007000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408019642341443810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Look at Hilda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0kmypmYsI/AAAAAAAAAXY/h5zT-dGw-VQ/s1600/Image003000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0kmypmYsI/AAAAAAAAAXY/h5zT-dGw-VQ/s200/Image003000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408018976391717570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;guess what Hilda is riding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0kmjPXq8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/7Tavfkf1vQ0/s1600/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0kmjPXq8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/7Tavfkf1vQ0/s200/Image023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408018972255169474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Rachael and Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0kmEviVDI/AAAAAAAAAXI/WiEE9ATAG2E/s1600/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0kmEviVDI/AAAAAAAAAXI/WiEE9ATAG2E/s200/Image020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408018964068586546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me, Hilda and rachael.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0kl3fSg9I/AAAAAAAAAXA/5v0KDM2Q5OY/s1600/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0kl3fSg9I/AAAAAAAAAXA/5v0KDM2Q5OY/s200/Image019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408018960510780370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;John and Hilda.... still look at what hilda is sitting on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0klmgAtrI/AAAAAAAAAW4/P2xYwwX_7PQ/s1600/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0klmgAtrI/AAAAAAAAAW4/P2xYwwX_7PQ/s200/Image017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408018955950405298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;FIGHTING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0kIPXPOpI/AAAAAAAAAWw/5wMAsIu4iNo/s1600/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0kIPXPOpI/AAAAAAAAAWw/5wMAsIu4iNo/s200/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408018451523386002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0kH6QR28I/AAAAAAAAAWo/rZxzR5GmJ-M/s1600/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0kH6QR28I/AAAAAAAAAWo/rZxzR5GmJ-M/s200/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408018445857053634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;THE GHOST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0kHg0GDtI/AAAAAAAAAWg/L4fMxLzaPB4/s1600/Image0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0kHg0GDtI/AAAAAAAAAWg/L4fMxLzaPB4/s200/Image0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408018439027953362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;John is not suppose to be there....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0kHMQtFDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/E6BkvQQGiDY/s1600/Image0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0kHMQtFDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/E6BkvQQGiDY/s200/Image0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408018433510806578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;another FIGHTING! but Nicole looks as if she is punching JanDi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0kGxCWDRI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/qsRNTVSAvcY/s1600/Image008a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0kGxCWDRI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/qsRNTVSAvcY/s200/Image008a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408018426202819858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Another mirror image&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0jtdtcKMI/AAAAAAAAAWI/U0fdw9LW_co/s1600/Image007a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0jtdtcKMI/AAAAAAAAAWI/U0fdw9LW_co/s200/Image007a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408017991518136514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;all of us are standing except for the "driver"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0jsuOyrSI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r66P887vAb8/s1600/Image0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0jsuOyrSI/AAAAAAAAAV4/r66P887vAb8/s200/Image0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408017978773122338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;She is finally getting off the car! YEAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0jsWAA0LI/AAAAAAAAAVw/XL6pFmJH4tc/s1600/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0jsWAA0LI/AAAAAAAAAVw/XL6pFmJH4tc/s200/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408017972268683442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;she is back in the car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0jsLKrDHI/AAAAAAAAAVo/uIsbRrvSrls/s1600/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0jsLKrDHI/AAAAAAAAAVo/uIsbRrvSrls/s200/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408017969360604274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a picture in the car and Rachael standing beside her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0i5eLmrjI/AAAAAAAAAVg/MV1TpXTiuXE/s1600/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0i5eLmrjI/AAAAAAAAAVg/MV1TpXTiuXE/s200/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408017098291457586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SMILE ppl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0i5PuRzjI/AAAAAAAAAVY/2S_jvvDKebI/s1600/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0i5PuRzjI/AAAAAAAAAVY/2S_jvvDKebI/s200/Image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408017094410358322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;whoops, forgot to switch off the flashlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0i4-Z9amI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/cKUsa54lGoI/s1600/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0i4-Z9amI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/cKUsa54lGoI/s200/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408017089761733218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;she got off the car, now is in the cart. and now is joy's turn to be in the car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0i4pjyFKI/AAAAAAAAAVI/N-V3d7krRZg/s1600/ernie%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0i4pjyFKI/AAAAAAAAAVI/N-V3d7krRZg/s200/ernie%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408017084165788834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ERNIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0i4IxpQ8I/AAAAAAAAAVA/K8PZpvg8Pcc/s1600/New+Image.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0i4IxpQ8I/AAAAAAAAAVA/K8PZpvg8Pcc/s200/New+Image.BMP" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408017075365561282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In the lift! YEAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iTBDXgNI/AAAAAAAAAU4/LQWAPvj5L0c/s1600/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iTBDXgNI/AAAAAAAAAU4/LQWAPvj5L0c/s200/IMG_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408016437637251282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chloe Ng and Linette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iSLuKhJI/AAAAAAAAAUw/VmWJnSA-z9M/s1600/IMG_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iSLuKhJI/AAAAAAAAAUw/VmWJnSA-z9M/s200/IMG_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408016423321240722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Rachael and Amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iRavbBTI/AAAAAAAAAUo/0wCOtBqgkdQ/s1600/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iRavbBTI/AAAAAAAAAUo/0wCOtBqgkdQ/s200/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408016410173179186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Taking a picture i n public with our school uniforms, COOL rite!? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iQ509_aI/AAAAAAAAAUg/5uw9eriSaug/s1600/f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iQ509_aI/AAAAAAAAAUg/5uw9eriSaug/s200/f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408016401338072482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;JODIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iQdz4clI/AAAAAAAAAUY/2DjPzRpLx2g/s1600/11457_1289430358204_1303574660_830761_2369552_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iQdz4clI/AAAAAAAAAUY/2DjPzRpLx2g/s200/11457_1289430358204_1303574660_830761_2369552_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408016393817322066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Joy,Corliss and hilda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iEzz-tGI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ApQaVYxtxUY/s1600/11457_1289430318203_1303574660_830760_4697704_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iEzz-tGI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ApQaVYxtxUY/s200/11457_1289430318203_1303574660_830760_4697704_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408016193564882018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hilda,Faustina,joy and Jodie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iEWVAS3I/AAAAAAAAAUI/bPKfTEZSEUk/s1600/11457_1289430278202_1303574660_830759_2503937_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iEWVAS3I/AAAAAAAAAUI/bPKfTEZSEUk/s200/11457_1289430278202_1303574660_830759_2503937_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408016185650334578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7 MAIN ppl, but altogether there is 10... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iEM0GjQI/AAAAAAAAAUA/FGxKZ8lIWOA/s1600/11457_1289430238201_1303574660_830758_6180420_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iEM0GjQI/AAAAAAAAAUA/FGxKZ8lIWOA/s200/11457_1289430238201_1303574660_830758_6180420_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408016183096413442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;LOOK AT what Jodie is trying to do to Hilda. NICE ONE JODIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iD7udZhI/AAAAAAAAAT4/FDxvyRyOO2g/s1600/11457_1289430198200_1303574660_830757_5223176_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iD7udZhI/AAAAAAAAAT4/FDxvyRyOO2g/s200/11457_1289430198200_1303574660_830757_5223176_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408016178509342226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nicole and Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iDYVfx9I/AAAAAAAAATw/DZDqMuNiBOE/s1600/11457_1289430158199_1303574660_830756_3061736_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0iDYVfx9I/AAAAAAAAATw/DZDqMuNiBOE/s200/11457_1289430158199_1303574660_830756_3061736_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408016169009399762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Say Cheese!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0h6F4erkI/AAAAAAAAATo/VZP19kLZoBs/s1600/11457_1289430118198_1303574660_830755_2805643_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0h6F4erkI/AAAAAAAAATo/VZP19kLZoBs/s200/11457_1289430118198_1303574660_830755_2805643_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408016009437032002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chloe Leong and Janelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0h5h_nsRI/AAAAAAAAATg/RlPqrYxdhaM/s1600/11457_1289430078197_1303574660_830754_8291164_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0h5h_nsRI/AAAAAAAAATg/RlPqrYxdhaM/s200/11457_1289430078197_1303574660_830754_8291164_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408015999803306258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Joy, Me and Rachael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0h5WDQCZI/AAAAAAAAATY/T03c9ouLxXA/s1600/11457_1289430038196_1303574660_830753_4595349_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0h5WDQCZI/AAAAAAAAATY/T03c9ouLxXA/s200/11457_1289430038196_1303574660_830753_4595349_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408015996597307794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Joy and Janelle... AND MY BAG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0h4th9aJI/AAAAAAAAATQ/OezZtbw9qPU/s1600/11457_1289428838166_1303574660_830751_1470018_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0h4th9aJI/AAAAAAAAATQ/OezZtbw9qPU/s200/11457_1289428838166_1303574660_830751_1470018_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408015985720256658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Aliss, Farha/Farah and Hilda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0h4eBwKHI/AAAAAAAAATI/rD2vghD-ei4/s1600/11457_1289428118148_1303574660_830748_7763048_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0h4eBwKHI/AAAAAAAAATI/rD2vghD-ei4/s200/11457_1289428118148_1303574660_830748_7763048_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408015981558638706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The class.... missing ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0hAa-bFWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/kitd0OWrL-k/s1600/11457_1289427998145_1303574660_830745_3153140_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0hAa-bFWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/kitd0OWrL-k/s200/11457_1289427998145_1303574660_830745_3153140_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408015018666693986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Whoops, forgot to rotate the Pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0g_aH6bgI/AAAAAAAAASw/kZ03qSFkqog/s1600/11457_1289427918143_1303574660_830743_24547_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0g_aH6bgI/AAAAAAAAASw/kZ03qSFkqog/s200/11457_1289427918143_1303574660_830743_24547_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408015001258192386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;With Wu lao shi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0g-83TtaI/AAAAAAAAASo/gMuyJiSbiDY/s1600/11457_1289427838141_1303574660_830741_5547612_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0g-83TtaI/AAAAAAAAASo/gMuyJiSbiDY/s200/11457_1289427838141_1303574660_830741_5547612_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408014993403917730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jeannie,Hilda and Jodie's hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0gm99pDyI/AAAAAAAAASY/Y8XOFal6IR0/s1600/11457_1289427718138_1303574660_830738_6900093_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0gm99pDyI/AAAAAAAAASY/Y8XOFal6IR0/s200/11457_1289427718138_1303574660_830738_6900093_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408014581382057762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Charis and Hilda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0gmVuUGxI/AAAAAAAAASQ/zSaqie5iTLg/s1600/11457_1289427678137_1303574660_830737_3683704_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0gmVuUGxI/AAAAAAAAASQ/zSaqie5iTLg/s200/11457_1289427678137_1303574660_830737_3683704_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408014570580351762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Rachael and Hilda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0gmC2iM9I/AAAAAAAAASI/3z80b5lQkJ8/s1600/11457_1289427638136_1303574660_830736_69156_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0gmC2iM9I/AAAAAAAAASI/3z80b5lQkJ8/s200/11457_1289427638136_1303574660_830736_69156_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408014565514556370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Celeste and Hilda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0glyEn4BI/AAAAAAAAASA/JtflZrsAV7w/s1600/11457_1289427598135_1303574660_830735_7712257_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0glyEn4BI/AAAAAAAAASA/JtflZrsAV7w/s200/11457_1289427598135_1303574660_830735_7712257_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408014561010245650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The "bad" dancers and "miss pineapple"(gen) who is int he middle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0glujJiOI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ROcHlkgsnaE/s1600/5371_1097963574787_1397551855_30259143_2828436_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0glujJiOI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ROcHlkgsnaE/s200/5371_1097963574787_1397551855_30259143_2828436_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408014560064538850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;wondering what joy is doing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0gHsEC2jI/AAAAAAAAARw/UpT0HzUL_-U/s1600/Deco+for+vert.+combination.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 44px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0gHsEC2jI/AAAAAAAAARw/UpT0HzUL_-U/s200/Deco+for+vert.+combination.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408014044001131058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;small picture from Hilda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0gHTOAeeI/AAAAAAAAARo/iESAsI0z8Nk/s1600/Deco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0gHTOAeeI/AAAAAAAAARo/iESAsI0z8Nk/s200/Deco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408014037332031970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pose Say cheese... (what the picture "said"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0gHOArA2I/AAAAAAAAARg/G_xxa03bSUs/s1600/11457_1289428798165_1303574660_830750_8099936_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0gHOArA2I/AAAAAAAAARg/G_xxa03bSUs/s200/11457_1289428798165_1303574660_830750_8099936_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408014035933922146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nicole, Sarah and Hilda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0gGlUViWI/AAAAAAAAARY/l526blI1SZ0/s1600/11457_1289426998120_1303574660_830731_2762638_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0gGlUViWI/AAAAAAAAARY/l526blI1SZ0/s200/11457_1289426998120_1303574660_830731_2762638_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408014025010547042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ZOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0gGWjXxFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G5Zb9MEoumw/s1600/5691_1104764144797_1397551855_30276595_2759429_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0gGWjXxFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/G5Zb9MEoumw/s200/5691_1104764144797_1397551855_30276595_2759429_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408014021047075922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;MDM AISHA!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Many thanks for: Hilda for the nice  pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gen for the blur pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Rachael for the wet wet pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-3654951392363878708?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3654951392363878708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/faustiname-hilda-and-gen-whose-legs-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/3654951392363878708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/3654951392363878708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/faustiname-hilda-and-gen-whose-legs-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/Sw0n9rbAZtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/t20i8zUX6w0/s72-c/yiyi+%2833%29.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773765040261907795.post-9121875585645725396</id><published>2009-11-24T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:08:09.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the old bs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;yes, i know this was my FIRST blogskin and blah blah blah...... the dog is just soo cute!!! thats the only reason i can say......... :D :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-9121875585645725396?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9121875585645725396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-to-old-bs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/9121875585645725396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/9121875585645725396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-to-old-bs.html' title='Back to the old bs'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-8271160334698109775</id><published>2009-11-20T13:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:08:25.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P6 thanksgiving day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Firstly, i got to school and i said hi and stuff and i sat down on Joy's chair and the next thing i get is a GOLDEN spray on my HAIR. then it became silver and then some other stuff. Then we practiced the things and we found out that we were not doing mike song... haiz.. we praticed "so hard." then we went to the hall and the intro was SUPER DUPER LONG!!! while waiting for the intro to end, we were spraying things the "bad" people's hats. Hilda's hat was very glittery. the back had more glitter than the front! I noticed a heart-shaped mark on kristal's hat... SO COOL!6Hi was nice... then it was our turn...  they did the things and blah blah blah then we threw hats. Gillian threw it SO FAR! so when we were taking our hats, i could not find my hat as someone took it... then gillian's hat was nowhere to be found, so i went back in with NO hat.. so embarrassing!! then we went back again and i found the hat and finally wore it... then our turn was finished... I enjoyed 6Ep's one... there was elvis, michael jackson and the beatles. lol... then the whole thing was finish and we took MORE crazy pictures... yeah... we took with teachers and stuff... then we all went home... good thing gillian was there with me or else i would have taken the public bus with hilda's glittery hat. so i took the school bus home  and i reached home thinking whether i should bathe first cause of the gittery hair. but ... no i did not... cos my hair barely has any glitter. i think my clothes and SHOE  has more glitter than my hair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-8271160334698109775?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8271160334698109775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/p6-thanksgiving-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/8271160334698109775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/8271160334698109775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/p6-thanksgiving-day.html' title='P6 thanksgiving day'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-927033016964692397</id><published>2009-11-19T18:15:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:08:42.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;So i meet Fozzie and Gen at Macs. and we ate food and drank stuff... i was asking them to eat slower!!! but sadly, they did not. so i took Faustina's hashbrown and she took my milo and i took her milo. So the results were that i had Faustina's food and she had my drink... Overall, I was the FASTEST to finish my meal. so i siad it out and they "SHOUTED" back at me saying "BUT U HAD THE SMALLEST MEAL!!!" that was such a joy killer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;then we went to Simei and took bus 5. when reaching my house soon, Hilda smsed us that we can fetch her already... But the thing is, she had that we fetch her at 12pm when it was only 9am... so i ask Gen to press the button so that we could drop off... So she pressed it, then i said in the voice which was obvious that it was a joke"u know, we are'nt stopping at this stop" then she beat me on the leg HARDLY! woah! pain sia!! so we stop at that stop and waited for the bus... then bus 5 was faster than bus 2. so we took it and waited for Hilda who took VERY VERY long to come... then we went back to my house... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;then we went down and played billard. then we played Cluedo where fozzie gave out the secret! then we went up and used the com... then we noticed it was raining so we went down the the basement and got wet and threw rocks here and there. then we went up to run here and there and the rain ws stopping. we played at the playground did the first part of the mika dance there and i played with Hilda on the dino and all four of us went to playing with the see-saw. then we walked back to my block. Gen and faustina decided to take the path that had no shelter while me and Hilda took the path that had it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;then we used the com again and we started taking CRAZY CRAZY pictures... Gen definitely cannot go to DMC. She takes BLUR pictures! then we went down and found out that hilda left her camera EXPOSED outside my house. good thing no one took it. we were under this thing that had "holes" in them so we still got wet... after like 15mins, we found that the place actually had a shelter... i mean it was so obvious and we did not see it. are we blind!!!??? but we only stayed there for awhile and went to another BIGGER shelter where me and fozzie were echoing the mika song. it was FUN. hilda tot we were talking to ourselves... LOL. Then hilda started a "fight". i joined her and my weapon was my umbrella... and we played and did stuff and finally Hilda's mum came... so i waved BYE BYE and went up and i sat down and just switched on my com when my mum came... SO FAST... then now i am here typing.... lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;BYE BYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-927033016964692397?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/927033016964692397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/rain-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/927033016964692397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/927033016964692397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/rain-day.html' title='Rainy day'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-2203363770649446394</id><published>2009-11-18T20:45:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:09:14.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballet</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Haiz... Today i had ballet and reach there around 3.50 when it started at 5... i went round and round and round and round and round. finally, i went to Yamaha and saw Marilyn, Amanda. i begged them to follow me to buy something. Marilyn followed but Amanda stayed and accompained Beverly...(more like Beverly accompany Amanda). we went down and went to watsons. we were looking for hairsprays and there was this thing and i was super curious. i asked if it was for a girl or boy because it had a boy picture only. but in the end, it was for both. we lookked and looked and in the end, i bought nothing and on the way out, marilyn took the small booklet and i was like :O!!! then in the end, i also took it. Then we went up and i saw Kay Ean there already. i was "giving out" sourheads sweets and the sour monster(which is Kay Ean. or should i say the ghost of tampines mall!) wanted more. so we went into class and she kept on nudging me about the sweet... Marilyn kick me on the leg and after that she kicked Amanda... it was obviously an accident but so coincidental. then she ALMOST kicked me... by the space was only aroung 1cm!!! then we did the usual exercises. then it was FREE MOVEMENT!!! D:i was waiting for classical dance to "show up" and it finally did...YEAH!!! then ballet finished and my PRECIOUS sweets were gone... then blah blah blah! then it was CLASSICAL!!! yeah! whoots! :D :D :D... and then blah blah blah happened... then class finished and the small girl from the next class was shouting "CLASS STARTING!!! CLASS STARTING!"so cute... then i gave the whole lot the sourheads AGAIN... lol... then i went home and here i am typing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-2203363770649446394?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2203363770649446394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/ballet_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/2203363770649446394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/2203363770649446394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/ballet_18.html' title='Ballet'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-4112763971212218439</id><published>2009-11-18T10:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:09:31.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another 3 in 1 info... :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haiz...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;On monday, i went to Gen's house to PLAY!!! :D :D :D...We ate lunch there and Kristal kept on laughing! You look at her and she will laugh, so, Gen, Hilda and i teased her by saying, "LOOK INTO MY EYES!!!" which made her laugh even more. then we started looking into the yearbooks. HILDA WAS SO SMALL AND CUTE!! so chubby with the hair pinned up. she was shorter than Chloe but now, the is the other way round. KRISTAL!!! u are not FAT! u look so skinny! Gen was as usual, the cheeks so CHUBBY!!! then we went down to cycle and roller blade. Hilda finally remembered how to cycle!!! YEAH!! kristal was learning how to roller and Gen was Miss Pineapple(teacher... DUH!!), while me and Hilda cycled. we heard a BOOM sound and gen scream. we looked back and found out that Kristal fell on her back!! it was a good thing that she did not break her back!!! then it was Hilda's turn. when she finished, Kristal and Gen were trying to take off the shoe! Hilda was sitting on the bench while Gen and Kristal pull the shoe from each leg. the shoe did not mamnage to come out so instead of the shoe coming out, hilda fell to the ground!!! LOL!!! Then Hilda asked me what time it was and i siad it was 2.30pm. then she was :O! she totally forgot that she had piano lesson! Then we went up and ate chips and drank. the "best" part was that we were watching Hercules... I was Hercules Horse and Hrecules was Gen's bro Gen was the fat narrator and kristal was the half human and half horse with the belly sticking out. and as usual, Jodie was the EVIL mastermind. and blah blah blah this happened that happened.........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday, Went to school and next door... SO COOL!!! i LOVE it... but i dunno what CCA to join!!! so if there are 6 choices, mine will be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.DRAMA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. digital media club&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3.Percussion band&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4.Sailing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5.Windsurfing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6.Badminton&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and blah blah blah then went home then i had BALLET!!! SO COOL!! We were doing the free movement dance and i was like... "CAN WE MOVE ON!!! I HATE FREE MOVEMENT!!! GO ON TO CLASSICAL!!!" but of course i did not shout it out loud!! then, my PRECIOUS wish came true. we learnt the classical dance and Marrilyn, Bev and amanda were like "dun care about it" expressions... now i know how hilda feels when she was engrossed with SOCCER and no one cared about it. but that does not change the fact that i will not care about soccer. THE CLASSICAL DANCE ROCKS!!! hope she continue teaching the rest of the dance today!!! yeah...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today, was irratating!!! we did our FAKE performance... it was all cut!!! and it was going to be my favourite part when they said CUT!!! damn it... then blah blah blah happened and it was half day so school ended at 9.30 and blah blah blah again. and i just changed bs and now typing this... i am finally done... LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BYE BYE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-4112763971212218439?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4112763971212218439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-3-in-1-info-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/4112763971212218439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/4112763971212218439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-3-in-1-info-d.html' title='another 3 in 1 info... :D'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-7830529490191827452</id><published>2009-11-13T15:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:09:52.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sry Hilda!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;This morning, Gen was scaring me.. She was not replying my messages and i thought she was still sleeping. So i met Gen near house. We went to 7 eleven to buy Gen's top up card and after that we went to Century Square to buy my rubber band. but in the end, it was still close. On the way out of Century Square, i saw the shop called Be Hilda and Genevieve. So Gen and I laughed. So we went to Tampines Mall. We went to Mini bits to find a rubber band but it was all too fashionable... haiz.. so we went to buy the tickets where we got confused. The lady said it was $13. and i was like so surprised. Why was it so expensive! In the end, it was $13 in total. After that we and Gen went to find a proper simple rubber band. We FINALLY found it. but it was small. but i did not care. So we went to the cinema and queued for the food. Gen said that she will eat alot of the popcorn. So i TRUSTED her. We found outthat we were late for the movie. Not really late, as in we missed the advertisements. There were some funny parts. Like where this lawyer was asking his dog to keep quiet. After the show, it was obvious that i was the one who eat alot of popcorn. gen and i saw the chipmunks advertisement.. SO CUTE!!!! Then we went one big round to Macdonalds when we could have walked a shorter distance. But we found out that it was crowded and went to eat at KFC instead. woah, so full! After that, we went back to century sqaure to buy my rubber band. then we walked to tampines one where gen had to meet her mum and where i had to take my shuttle bus which was near tampines one. Before i walked to the shuttle bus, Gen was complaining to me that her mum went to Century Square... Haiz.. Pity her. So i went home and here i am using the com...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-7830529490191827452?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7830529490191827452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/sry-hilda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/7830529490191827452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/7830529490191827452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/sry-hilda.html' title='Sry Hilda!'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-7083804219308646147</id><published>2009-11-12T15:38:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:10:11.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As usually, today in school we DANCE DANCE DANCE!!! Baboon was so cute!!! Actually it was supposed to be Faustin. skipping details and going to the FUN part. We practiced the hoedown throwdown dance. The P4s were all so enthu. We went to the kindergarten school. They were all so cute but not enthu and super quiet. FAUSTINA AND CORLISS LEFT ALL THE WORK TO ME!!! We ,or more like me, taught 5 kids. 1 lonely boy and 4 girls. i have to do funny stuff for them to remember. i had to say the words Macho and No No No. After tat, we went back to school where me and Gen were super guilty. And now, I AM TYPING ON HER COM Gen and I were very crazy... we dance at the side of the road!!!HAHA!!! BYE BYE. now it is Gen's turn to go to her precious blog... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-7083804219308646147?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7083804219308646147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/7083804219308646147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/7083804219308646147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-3789514254718796171</id><published>2009-11-11T20:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:10:26.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 in 1 info</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday was a little BAD!!! I went to school to dance, dance and dance!!! so tired! and the worse part was, i still needed to go for my ballet lesson! so i was even more tired... THEN still got TUITION from 7.30pm-9.30pm... that is where i brightened up and was not sleepy and tired anymore! yeah. The tuition was exotic! There was a boy version of a vampire. wow. i was still in the same class with 2 other friends. when i saw them in my mind i was saying"WHAT!!! what are they doing here! i was hoping to be with my other friends but not u people!" and i just showed they shocked expression on my face. the tution was the best!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today, i was in school again doing the same stuff. Dance, dance and dance. The P6s and the P4s were competing each other with the hoedown and throwdown thing.. then we found out we were VERY EXTREMELY loud so we whispered. After that, the P4s asked Mdm Aisha to ask the "bad" people to dance. So we did it. Then they left and we started with our mika song. SO CRAZY!!!! haha lol. After school, i send Hilda and Gen home. After that i went out with my father and uncle and blah blah blah. i was looking forward to buying my bike but it was "postponed" to Saturday. Then AND AGAIN, i had ballet. so tiring. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow will be the BEST!! BEST!! BEST!! the P6s and the P4s will be going to the kindergarten place and dance and teach them the dance steps and then dance again. Now, my whole world of craziness has turned into the world of dancing crazily...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BYE BYE... :D&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-3789514254718796171?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3789514254718796171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesterday-today-and-some-info-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/3789514254718796171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/3789514254718796171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesterday-today-and-some-info-on.html' title='3 in 1 info'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-4897347954726335898</id><published>2009-11-09T16:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:13:14.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Today was SUPER fun. We had to hats for rehearsal but sadly mine.....(i feel sad and guilty so i dont feellike saying what happened to my hat).after school, Hilda, Corliss, Gen, Faustina and I stayed back to practice the dance for the kindergarten. but before that, we ate lunch. I was just saying, "Hilda stop talking and finish your food! ......." then Gen was eating her noddles and i dunno why she laugh. and when she laughed, there was noodles in her mouth and so....... (find out the details from her. she will smack me if i told). we went back to class and practiced the dance. we were all confused whether we should use right or left hand or which side to face... after that, Hilda, Gen and I went to the bus stop and chatted about dancing lesson. I CANT WAIT FOR THIS FRIDAY!!! WOOHOO!!! Joy already started taking lessons from there. She will have followers called Hiboon, Triboon and maybe Geboon... the BABOON family!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-4897347954726335898?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4897347954726335898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/4897347954726335898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/4897347954726335898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-4030095308934630040</id><published>2009-11-08T15:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T13:50:01.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today so fun!!! It is the church's 10th anniversary. first was the mine!!! haha... my older bro was in it!!! i was not used to seeing my bro doing a mine... lol... the next act was about Kirby. this guy was a true christian and as time flew, he left God and was very wealthy.Soon he had cancer. there was no medication to cure it. he prayed and drew close back to God. When he was about to die, God send an Angel to comfort him. When Kirby died, his best friend was inspired by Kirby. He was facing problems with his job and was very stress. He remembered what Kirby said about God. He drew himself close to God and found no more problems in his job. Then he sang while Bernice a&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nd another person dance.. Then Joycelin and another sang. usually, i only hear Joycelin sing the "curry puff" song.. haha. lol.. After the whole performance, Vanessa, Sashika and I went outside to help serve the food. I kept on dropping to food! I was still eating chicken and i had to leave... then i went home and watched a show and now using the com... LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;LOL. BYE BYE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-4030095308934630040?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4030095308934630040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/church.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/4030095308934630040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/4030095308934630040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/church.html' title='Church'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-12408561605884401</id><published>2009-11-07T15:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:13:29.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballet</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;SO TIRED!!! we had to do whatever jump u call that 16 alternative times!!! we went on and on... and when we finally finished, all of us were panting!!! we wanted to drink water and rest! but sadly we had to do stretching... i still cant split! my right split is better than left split or i think it is the other way round...anyway, after that we finally caught our breath. we went back to our gruping which was the same as grade 6.. my group is the COOLEST AND WEIRDEST!!! i was the only P6 in my group, the rest are sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;Pink:Leona, the oldest was the shortest.&lt;br /&gt;Blue: Amanda,the second oldest, was the third tallest.&lt;br /&gt;White:Beverly who was the third oldest was the second tallest.&lt;br /&gt;Yellow:I was the tallest and the youngest!!! i my feet are the biggest among my group!!! they kept on saying that i was too tall for my age... YEAH RITE!!! they should see Hilda Poh the person who all of a sudden forgot how to bike... I bet that they will be saying "are u sure you are P6???? U look like sec 3(or whatever... i wont know what they would say).&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we learnt the character dance... quite cool. then we had this NEW and COOL move.... Amanda could not do it.. lol. HAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;... i just notice that from doing that move(i always forget the names) ,the one where we had to do in one second, i got a bruise AGAIN. i am not the only one... lol.. haha.. anyway, today's lesson was the best and tiring one.... so super duper tired after the lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE BYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-12408561605884401?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/12408561605884401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/ballet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/12408561605884401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/12408561605884401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/ballet.html' title='Ballet'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-735468200977123040</id><published>2009-11-06T17:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:13:47.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's "work"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;WE WENT CRAZY TODAY!!!! haha lol! then 4Bo came to our class!!! they watched us do the dance... AND WATCHED HILDA DO THE MOONWALK!!! YEAH!!! lol.. that was the part i went crazy... not only me but the "baboons".we were ccclapping and stomping to the beat of "all for one" by high school musical as 4bo were dancing to it... stomp, clap clap, stompp, clap and do it all over again... we were so wild! Mdm aisha even allowed us to do our nonsense! yeah!!! SO MUCH FUN!!!! then we had to stop the fun and go for assembly... SO SAD!!! but the sadder part was that it was Amy's last day today... We felt like crying!!! after seeing Amy go, Hilda, Nicole, Gen and I ate lunch... then we took taxi to Gen's house...then we used the com for a SHORT while.. then we went cycling... I ALMOST FORGOT HOW TO CYCLE!!! Finally Hilda can cycle... then moments later, SHE FORGOT! we were so proud of her, and then she just wasted it... aww.... then we went back to gen's house and drank milo!! woohoo... ( i feel like as if i am saying that it is my first time drinking milo...). then, we went to buy "ice cream". but sadly hilda did not have one.. not because she did not have money... thats all i can say.. anyway,hilda went home first followed by me then nicole. nicole stayed at Gen's house to watch iCarly while Gen send me to the interchange. I bought soya milk while i dunnoe what gen bought because i had to rush for the bus!!!! good thing i did not miss it... and when i reached home, Gen's was still not at home! it is either the bus was fast or gen is a slow walker... haha lol. then i bathe and now using the com and blah blah blah... BYE BYE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-735468200977123040?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/735468200977123040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/todays-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/735468200977123040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/735468200977123040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/todays-work.html' title='Today&apos;s &quot;work&quot;'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-4543136077214821249</id><published>2009-11-05T19:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:14:06.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun time today</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We used the computer in school for games, facebook and other stuff!!! yeah... people were spamming! (:O!!! i forgot to add mdm aisha!)anyway, we had our recess,then we had this talk. it was about copyright and other stuff. after, that, we went to big mac ROOM( not macdonald... i am serious). we practised the "rap" and finally got to the real thing. and then blah blah blah.... i ran home because of some people! once i reached home, quickly bathe then blow dry my hair then pack my bag and rushed out... when i reached those people ask me to meet them at toys r us. Marilyn was taller all of a sudden!!!! just because of her shoes... it was my first time seeing Marilyn so much taller than me, tie one ponytail. and Amanda's hair was down like Beverly's. We went to the aracade. Amanda and Marilyn was game crazy. they played that game until the card had no more money... Marilyn was a PRO!!!! Amanda, she needed my help and beverly's help. but sadly, Marilyn still won!!! after that we went to century square and went to the toilet just to take pic with the sofa. but in the end, the sofa was taken up. LOL! then we went to buy food for the Coraline show. They were wondering if they should buy popcorn or not. in the end, i bought cheesy hot dog whild Amanda bought popcorn. !!!! I FORGOT ONE DETAIL! Beverly LOVES the advertisements. when we were in the cinema, Marilyn Amanda and I were eating the popcorn while watching Beverly's beloved advertisement. during the movie i got super cold and wore my jacket. after the movie, all of us were freezing! since Amanda did not have a jacket, she was the coldest.HAHA! lol. Beverly was the first to leave, followed by Marilyn. Then Amanda and I went to the MRT to simei and went home. once i reached home, i on the com!!! haha.. then talked to Hilda about watching sister's keeper and vampire's assistant. I WANT TO WATCH ALL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-4543136077214821249?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4543136077214821249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-time-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/4543136077214821249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/4543136077214821249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-time-today.html' title='Fun time today'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-2410969074627395718</id><published>2009-11-02T18:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:15:10.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Folks</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Today, before going old folks home, i met Hilda!!!! We ate at macdonalds and SHE MADE ME EAT ALOT!!!On the way to school, Hilda and I were so called arguing. There was 4 more bus stops til we reach school. but she did not believe me and said that it was 3... and of course, i was correct! :D. skipping the details and forwarding to the part where we got to the old folks home. i did not manage to talk to any of them as i was changing into my ballet "costume". first was the band(6ga and 6ca), followed by the dancers(6ca), then other batch of dancers(6ga), followed by a line dance(6ca). the nicest one was the band... DUH!!! anyway, we watched the old folks happily burst balloons! the it was our turn. Mdm Aisha so called cheated... the balloon did not burst, it just deflated! lol!!! then we went back to school where me and Jeannie played a newly invented game by Joy. Sadly, she won. then the next match was between joy and Jeannie. Joy won that match. I wonder if she was happy about it. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-2410969074627395718?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2410969074627395718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/old-folks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/2410969074627395718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/2410969074627395718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/old-folks.html' title='Old Folks'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-2718226524620260674</id><published>2009-10-30T20:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:15:26.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Went to tampines mall and WAITED for Gen and Hilda. We ate hashbrown and drank milo. i was the last to finish my hashbrown but the first to finish my milo! woohoo! we took a taxi to go downtown east. it cost $5.80. We met Nicole and play in tha arcade. Gen and Nicole were playing a shooting game CRAZILY!!! Soon(and finally), Faustina came. Hilda and I played the shooting game while the other 3 played drums. Soon, a shoulder tapper came. I will skip the details and get to the point. Hilda and I called Nicole but Nicole was playing, so the shoulder tapper did his "job"!!!! (skipping to the other main point) Hilda, Nicole and I were a little suspicious and ran all over the place, then, LESS THAN A MINUTE THA GUY CAME!!! We quickly ran out and pulled Faustina and Gen away. AND CAN U BELIEVE IT!!!??? THEY WERE COMPLAINING SAYING THAT THEY HAD AROUND TWO MORE LEVELS AND WASTED MONEY AND WHATEVER NONSENSE!.......................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;After that, we ran to ETP, nicole was almost crushed by a motorcycle! Nicole was bending down trying to tie her shoeslace and a Pizza Hut motorcycle pass right infront of her face! Anyway, we ran to etp just to find out that it will open at 7pm!!! cause it is HELLOWEN!!! So, we walked to find a place to eat our lunch... On the way, Gen PUNCHED FAUSTAINA! Accidently. In the end, we ate at Kopitiam where we invented a soup. it had cabbage, cucumber, coke, Qoo and ice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We went BACK TO THE ARCADE and took crazy neoprints! Altogether, we used 2 machines but used each of them twice. after the CRAZY NEOPRINTS, we went to get a drink at coffee and tea leaves or whatever it is called. they drank different things, while i just drank water from my water bottle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then we went to the toilet where i fought with hilda for a cubic! But sadly, i just gave it to Hilda.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was around 3.15 and we decided to go and LEARN cycling. So we had to RUN DOWN A CARPARK to go there. Hilda, Faustina and I did not know how to cycle!!! The three of us were having the same problems. We could not balance on the bike! Soon, Faustina was with Nicole cycling away Leaving us behind... i tried and tried and i finally got it!!! YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then, two bikes were exchanged for a two seater bike cause of SOMEONE who still cant bike. After biking, we decided roller blade. in the end, faustina and I did not roller blade as we decided to teach the people that did not know how to blade. When Hilda was putting her shoes on, i was like "nagging" at her. " Wrong way lah!!! Is like that! NO!!! Not that! THAT!!!....." then the owner say also talking to her. then hilda said SHUT UP to me. But the owner thought that Hilda was talking to him!!! Then one of his friends saw it and laugh! SO FUNNY! anyway, Hilda can actually cycle and skate but, her cycling problem was that she did not want to go fast enough. Her skating problem was caused by the shoes....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IT WAS A LONG, FUNNY AND TIRING DAY!!! and yet i have the energy to use the com... YEAH!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-2718226524620260674?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2718226524620260674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/2718226524620260674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/2718226524620260674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/friday.html' title='FRIDAY!'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-5086633127509211914</id><published>2009-10-24T09:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:15:44.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the WORST days ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YUCK! yesterday morning, woke up at 4.45am... but still stayed in bed.. i felt warm and giddy! although felt unwell, i went on with the plans. Only at 7pm then i took my temperature. it was 39.2! We went to tampines as we were going to watch "Cloudy with a chance of meatballs"(so that day was not that bad after all). we walked here and there finding a clinic which made me wanna faint! Finally we found one. so i had HIGH fever and sore throat. i ate the tablet and felt like running away. cause the next medicine i had to drink was ANTI-something...(whoops, forgot the name). it was the height of my phone and the width is the height of my niddle finger. i had to drink at ALL AT ONCE! I drank little by little. i wanted to vomit almost 3 times but my mum was there looking at me... it smelt like rotten bubblegum... yuck again....&lt;br /&gt;anyway, about the movie, IT WAS COOL!!! lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-5086633127509211914?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5086633127509211914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-of-worst-days-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/5086633127509211914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/5086633127509211914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-of-worst-days-ever.html' title='One of the WORST days ever'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-9115075417307065909</id><published>2009-10-22T19:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:16:04.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Write the names of 15 friends you can think off, and then answer the questions.After doing this, tag your 15 friends to do the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Hilda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Gen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Rachael&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Joy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Angel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. vania&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. nicole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. michelle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;9. Angelica&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10.Sarah Hasri&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;11. Sashika&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;12. Janice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;13. Lydia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;14. Jodie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;15. Janelle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) How old is 10? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sarah- 12&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) When did you get to know 1?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hilda-Last year&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3) What is 14 good at?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jodie-Sucking people's blood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4) Have you been to 3's house?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rachael- yes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5) Would 7 and 12 make a good couple?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nicole and janice - They don't even know each other. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6) Is 5 your best friend?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angel - Nope. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7) What would 9 be doing in 10 year's time?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sarah- Working?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;8) What is 6's favourite color?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vania - Black??? I dunno. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;9) When was the last time you saw 4?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;joy- 16th oct&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10) What is 11's nickname?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sashika - Sushi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;11) Will you see 2 tomorrow?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gen-no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;12) How often does 5 talk to you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angel - ALOT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;13) Would you ever date 13? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lydia - No way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;14) Do you share any common interests with 8?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michelle - dont think so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;15) What is the best thing about 15?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Janelle- erm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;16) Is there something special you want to say to 7?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nicole- yes! WHEN YOU'RE GOING MARRY ZAC EFRON, INVITE ME TO UR WEDDING!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;17) Will you marry 4?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joy- NO WAY!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;18) What would 9 do if you were to give him/her $10,000?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angelica - erm... go to whatever country she wants??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;19) How long have you known 10?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sarah- Since P1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;20) Is 14 ever going to see you again?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jodie - DUH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;21) How is 11 different from 6?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vania and Sashika - one is a c&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hristian and the other is not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;22) Is 13 cute?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lydia- erm.... no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;23) Would you go on a holiday with 2?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;gen- erm.. ok... as long as she does ot go crazy or i will pretnd that i dont know her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;24) Is 8 a family friend?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michelle-no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;25) Do you envy 3?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rachael- no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;26) Would you kill 12?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Janice- no way!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;27) What is 1's favourite singer/band?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hilda- Dunno.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;28) Does 5 own any pets?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angel- yes.. a cute little puppy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;29) Have you gotten in trouble with 15?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Janelle- dont think so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;30) Have you lied to 2?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gen- Yes... now for the truth. sry hilda and rac. when she could not open a simple door was because it was locked!(but good laughs anyway)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;31) What is 8's ambition?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michelle- Dunno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;32) Have you been to the movies with 14?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jodie- dont think so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;33) Would you give 9 a hug?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angelica-For what???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;34) Would you attend 11's wedding?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sashika- yes!!! even if i am not invited!!! MUAHAHAHAs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;35) What was your first impression of 4?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joy - Confused!!! (HAHAHA!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;36) Does 6 have a secret?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vania- Should be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;37) What is the relationship between 3 and 7?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rachael and nicole- Classmates&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;38) Is 12 an early riser?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Janice- not sure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;39) Does 1 have a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hilda- Dont think so...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;40) Is 10 a good kisser? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sarah- (eww) I don't know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;41) What's the worst thing about 15? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;J&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;anelle- Nothing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;42) Do you think 13 likes you? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lydia- As a friend maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;43) Have you ever fought with 5?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angel- small fights.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;44) Will you throw 7 into the sea?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nicole- i tricked her into falling into the pool, so maybe. i mean as long as she is not far away from the shore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;45) Has 9 met 6 before?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vania and Angelica-ya. but not sure if they remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;46) Would you invite 4 for a sleepover?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joy- Sure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;47) Have you ever hurt 11?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sashika- not sure... if i did, sry then.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;48) Do you live close to 15?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Janelle- Nope. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;49) What present is ideal for 2?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gen- dunno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;50) What's 12's favourite pastime?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Janice- Reading?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;51) Does 3 drive?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rachael- no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;52) Would you buy a car for 5?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angel- NO. i would not want to die!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;53) Would 8 and 10 make good siblings? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michelle and Sarah- NO!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-9115075417307065909?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9115075417307065909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/9115075417307065909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/9115075417307065909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-3899739202134331486</id><published>2009-10-21T21:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T13:54:06.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The outing on TUESDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8GekKFUyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jZUNlrN7YGs/s1600-h/10629_1262150956158_1301234581_805935_2231826_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395038000784954146" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8GekKFUyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jZUNlrN7YGs/s320/10629_1262150956158_1301234581_805935_2231826_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looks like someone can eat this all at once... WOW!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8GtckgAhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tpyfsKg-eWo/s1600-h/10629_1262151116162_1301234581_805939_6496064_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395038256446308882" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8GtckgAhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tpyfsKg-eWo/s320/10629_1262151116162_1301234581_805939_6496064_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think Hilda is trying to take a picture of herself! i mean look at where the camera is facing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8GtckgAhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tpyfsKg-eWo/s1600-h/10629_1262151116162_1301234581_805939_6496064_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8Ht6V0vSI/AAAAAAAAABM/o-Fe9zs6DPs/s1600-h/10629_1262152356193_1301234581_805941_6154702_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395039363949444386" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8Ht6V0vSI/AAAAAAAAABM/o-Fe9zs6DPs/s320/10629_1262152356193_1301234581_805941_6154702_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gen is scratching her head, thinking how to put a puzzle together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hilda looks as if she is frustrated that she cant find the missing puzzle piece.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8HS5eH2FI/AAAAAAAAABE/8KQzreMvWHw/s1600-h/10629_1262152316192_1301234581_805940_1431478_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395038899859347538" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8HS5eH2FI/AAAAAAAAABE/8KQzreMvWHw/s320/10629_1262152316192_1301234581_805940_1431478_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8GtckgAhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tpyfsKg-eWo/s1600-h/10629_1262151116162_1301234581_805939_6496064_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Gen is laughing like mad as she finished a puzzle and going happily crazy while the other two are quiet and trying to finish the puzzle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gen, a piece of advice. SHHHHH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8HuQ5mo1I/AAAAAAAAABU/Nr6v2k9KlX8/s1600-h/10629_1262152436195_1301234581_805943_6655542_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395039370005095250" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8HuQ5mo1I/AAAAAAAAABU/Nr6v2k9KlX8/s320/10629_1262152436195_1301234581_805943_6655542_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8GtckgAhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tpyfsKg-eWo/s1600-h/10629_1262151116162_1301234581_805939_6496064_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gen is crying as her puzzle was ruined because she was noisy... (next time, take my advice, be quiet so that no one will disturb you... HAHAHA)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8GtckgAhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tpyfsKg-eWo/s1600-h/10629_1262151116162_1301234581_805939_6496064_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8IZwdK-TI/AAAAAAAAABc/5tcm9lPjUr4/s1600-h/10629_1262152476196_1301234581_805944_5872944_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395040117210151218" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8IZwdK-TI/AAAAAAAAABc/5tcm9lPjUr4/s320/10629_1262152476196_1301234581_805944_5872944_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8GtckgAhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tpyfsKg-eWo/s1600-h/10629_1262151116162_1301234581_805939_6496064_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looks like Hilda is still trying to figure out the puzzle... GOGOGO!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8IaAhMCSI/AAAAAAAAABk/w6BZiFNgzTI/s1600-h/10629_1262156676301_1301234581_805948_5628962_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395040121521965346" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8IaAhMCSI/AAAAAAAAABk/w6BZiFNgzTI/s320/10629_1262156676301_1301234581_805948_5628962_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8GtckgAhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tpyfsKg-eWo/s1600-h/10629_1262151116162_1301234581_805939_6496064_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hilda, need help???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-3899739202134331486?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3899739202134331486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/outing-on-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/3899739202134331486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/3899739202134331486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/outing-on-tuesday.html' title='The outing on TUESDAY'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pXOI_EGNlbg/St8GekKFUyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jZUNlrN7YGs/s72-c/10629_1262150956158_1301234581_805935_2231826_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773765040261907795.post-8904870536907081253</id><published>2009-10-21T09:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T13:54:26.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The second wet wet</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Victims:ME, hilda, rachael and a new victim, genevive&lt;br /&gt;Date of accident: 20th october&lt;br /&gt;(FAST FORWARDING TO THE SECOND INCIDENT OF THAT DAY)(if surprised that there was a first one on that day, ask the victims.)&lt;br /&gt;story of the first and new victim&lt;br /&gt;Gen says:&lt;br /&gt;i was happily sitting on the swing which was in the pool. Unknowingly, hilda and trixie pressed the button which will allow water from the playground to "WHISH WHOOSH"(it really means splash out from pipes). since i was sitting on the swing, i was splashed by water from the top...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;story of the second victim who was willing to be a victim&lt;br /&gt;hilda poh says:&lt;br /&gt;when i was there, i decided to jump in the pool with rachael and trixie. but in the end, when i was about to jump into the pool, i was pushed by trixie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;story of third victim&lt;br /&gt;ME says:&lt;br /&gt;i was just sadly pushed into the pool....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;story of fourth victim:&lt;br /&gt;Rachael says:&lt;br /&gt;i was dragged by trixie ad hilda. my left hand was dragged by hilda and the other was by trixie... and they successfully pushed me into the pool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/773765040261907795-8904870536907081253?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8904870536907081253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/second-wet-wet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/8904870536907081253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/8904870536907081253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/second-wet-wet.html' title='The second wet wet'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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-773765040261907795.post-5836873096424849936</id><published>2009-10-20T18:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T13:54:44.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first wet wet</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The first WET WET which occurred on the 10th of july&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;victims:ME, hilda, joy,nicole,Vania and Rachael&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;culprits: the same as the victims&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Story of first victim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nicole Lian says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Trixie asked me to slide down the slide which was in the pool. i obediently slide and splashed into the pool and got wet from head to toe. then i got angry and wanted revenge. So, i pulled her towards the pool. But sadly, she managed to let go, leaving me to fall back in the pool... sad sad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Story of the second victim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Vania Limantara says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I was sadly pulled and pushed into the pool by nicole, trixie and rachael. when i got in, they splashed me with water till i was totally wet...(better than nicole lian)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Story of the third victim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hilda Poh says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I was being a good girl and showing my PRECIOUS friend(who was the one who gave the culprit the chance to make me get wet), joy, that our watch was waterproof. i bent down the pool and put my watch in and SUDDENLY, i was pushed into the pool!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;story of fourth victim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ME says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i was just successfully dragged in the pool and was wet.... that's all i can say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;story of fifth victim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Joy says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My BEAUTIFUL plan was ruined... i thought by running away from them would cause them to be tired and stop chasing after me.. BUT, i was caught and dragged and pushed into the pool...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;story of the sixth victim who was not wet entirely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Rachael says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHA!!!!!! at first, i was not being "bullied" by them as i had a VERY GOOD excuse... i was supposed to have a piano lesson after the "accident", and i did not have extra clothes... so they did not bother me... when the "accident" was over, i received a phone call that my lesson was cancelled... but what can they do??? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/773765040261907795-5836873096424849936?l=thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5836873096424849936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-wet-wet-which-occurred-on-10th-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/5836873096424849936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/773765040261907795/posts/default/5836873096424849936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazinessofmyworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-wet-wet-which-occurred-on-10th-of.html' title='The first wet wet'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06227252645607803631</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>
