<?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-7767623</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:49:07.617-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LiFe RoX... &amp; sUx (dead)</title><subtitle type='html'>my lil' life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://polkadots--dance.blogspot.com"&gt;polkadots--dance.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-5980470712019682490?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5980470712019682490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=5980470712019682490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/5980470712019682490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/5980470712019682490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-hate-beta.html' title='i hate beta..'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-114117750595716224</id><published>2006-02-28T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T20:45:05.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>diary x is gone and lost forever.. dreadful sorrow, clementine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whenyoufall-everyonestands-.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://whenyoufall-everyonestands-.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-114117750595716224?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112489761108496030</id><published>2005-08-24T11:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T14:09:23.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SHIFTED</title><content type='html'>new blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peek-a--boo.diary-x.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peek-a--boo.diary-x.com/"&gt;http://www.peek-a--boo.diary-x.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- ta ta! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112489761108496030?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112489761108496030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112489761108496030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112489761108496030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112489761108496030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/shifted.html' title='SHIFTED'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112471054564251167</id><published>2005-08-22T07:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T07:36:43.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cuz my heart won't be your rag doll anymore</title><content type='html'>been listening to rag doll by maroon 5 since rachel sent it to me ytd. so nice ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause now i see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you are not what you seem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you are a mystery to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes i just wanna scream..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause my heart won't be your rag doll anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking about switching to diary x. dunno yet..yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched white orleaner or is it white orleander..can't rmb. anyways, was quite a nice movie. renee zelleweger..i love her. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112471054564251167?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112471054564251167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112471054564251167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112471054564251167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112471054564251167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/cuz-my-heart-wont-be-your-rag-doll.html' title='cuz my heart won&apos;t be your rag doll anymore'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112462285611874650</id><published>2005-08-21T07:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T07:14:16.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bored-</title><content type='html'>sighh..might not be going to quebec. mom too mad with my bro. however, she said that we might go to boston and visit china town and then come back. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda wanna go cuz my bro said there's mee siam there. (: and the food is like so much better! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched lord of the rings I ytd. kinda scary, but still nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was gonna type something but then i forgot what it was. nvm. type another day perhaps. yea. ta ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112462285611874650?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112462285611874650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112462285611874650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112462285611874650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112462285611874650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/bored_21.html' title='bored-'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112444808796192153</id><published>2005-08-19T06:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T08:56:36.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet, sweet baby</title><content type='html'>i wanna watch inconceivable... some series which airs in sept about babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sweet, sweet baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i think maybe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're the only one!&lt;br /&gt;the only one&lt;br /&gt;for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet, sweet baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song was quite nice ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past few days, been watching tcm. classic movies are SO NICE! (:&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE GINGER ROGERS&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JUDY GARLAND..or is it garlend..i forgot&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE IRENE DUNNE&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE FRED ASTAIRE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're all so great and good. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for fall. so long repeats! ((:&lt;br /&gt;two and half more weeks... hopefully my bangs will grow at least 4 cm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went icon saving with jie earlier..also went blogskin searching. gonna change it in oct or something..yeah.&lt;br /&gt;ta ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- i hate you!.. and your cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112444808796192153?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112444808796192153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112444808796192153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112444808796192153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112444808796192153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/sweet-sweet-baby.html' title='sweet, sweet baby'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112418874845741692</id><published>2005-08-16T06:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T06:40:10.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>where were you while we were getting high</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;champagne supernova - oasis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many special people change&lt;br /&gt;How many lives are living strange&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when we were getting high?&lt;br /&gt;Slowly walking down the hall&lt;br /&gt;Faster than a cannon ball&lt;br /&gt;Where were you while we were getting high?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day you will find me&lt;br /&gt;Caught beneath the landslide&lt;br /&gt;In a champagne supernova in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Some day you will find me&lt;br /&gt;Caught beneath the landslide&lt;br /&gt;In a champagne supernova&lt;br /&gt;A champagne supernova in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up the dawn and ask her why&lt;br /&gt;A dreamer dreams she never dies&lt;br /&gt;Wipe that tear away now from your eye&lt;br /&gt;Slowly walking down the hall&lt;br /&gt;Faster than a cannon ball&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when we were getting high?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day you will find me&lt;br /&gt;Caught beneath the landslide&lt;br /&gt;In a champagne supernova in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Some day you will find me&lt;br /&gt;Caught beneath the landslide&lt;br /&gt;In a champagne supernova&lt;br /&gt;A champagne supernova in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos people believe that they're&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get away for the summer&lt;br /&gt;But you and I, we live and die&lt;br /&gt;The world's still spinning round&lt;br /&gt;We don't know why&lt;br /&gt;Why, why, why, why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many special people change&lt;br /&gt;How many lives are living strange&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when we were getting high?&lt;br /&gt;Slowly walking down the hall&lt;br /&gt;Faster than a cannon ball&lt;br /&gt;Where were you while we were getting high?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day you will find me&lt;br /&gt;Caught beneath the landslide&lt;br /&gt;In a champagne supernova in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Some day you will find me&lt;br /&gt;Caught beneath the landslide&lt;br /&gt;In a champagne supernova&lt;br /&gt;A champagne supernova in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos people believe that they're&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get away for the summer&lt;br /&gt;But you and I, we live and die&lt;br /&gt;The world's still spinning round&lt;br /&gt;We don't know why&lt;br /&gt;Why, why, why, why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many special people change&lt;br /&gt;How many lives are living strange&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when we were getting high?&lt;br /&gt;We were getting high&lt;br /&gt;We were getting high&lt;br /&gt;We were getting high&lt;br /&gt;We were getting high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES RACHEL. it's really nice. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched joy luck club. so nice and quite funny. hahaha. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still mad about my bangs. arhhh!&lt;br /&gt;three more weeks till high school. hopefully my bangs grow (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- someday you will find me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112418874845741692?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112418874845741692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112418874845741692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112418874845741692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112418874845741692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/where-were-you-while-we-were-getting.html' title='where were you while we were getting high'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112418465029671508</id><published>2005-08-16T05:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T05:36:19.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SHIT!</title><content type='html'>SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cut my bangs.. TOO SHORT!&lt;br /&gt;damn. if i had just 2 cm more of length, it would be perfect. ugh! i wish i sould undo what i cut.. sighh.. SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE IT!! AHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grow fringe, grow. sighh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOOK SO WIERD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112418465029671508?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112418465029671508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112418465029671508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112418465029671508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112418465029671508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/shit.html' title='SHIT!'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112399678840661037</id><published>2005-08-14T01:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T01:19:48.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>not a productive dayy..</title><content type='html'>finally updated the timezone of my blog. no longer sg timezone. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today wasn't a much of a productive day.slept alot. (: watched troy, matchstick men, some documentary abt the art of burlesque and some muder movie on lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used comp and played games... not very productive huh? hahaha. hmm.. gonna play literati on yahoo now.&lt;br /&gt;ta ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- i hate you!.. and your cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112399678840661037?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112399678840661037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112399678840661037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112399678840661037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112399678840661037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/not-productive-dayy.html' title='not a productive dayy..'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112384282571134399</id><published>2005-08-12T06:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T06:33:45.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i lost my chess skills ):</title><content type='html'>I LOST MY SKILLS! my life is so screwed. bleaa. after not playing for some years, i've lost touch. )): saddened..need to practise more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched lost in translation. was an ok movie. a little boring. but more interesting than napolean dynomite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i know why napolean dynomite is such a boring movie. cuz it was created for film festivals. not much for being screened. lost in translation also seemed like that type of movie. but the storyline is much, much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. feel like playing wacky wheels.enough of chess.&lt;br /&gt;ta ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- i am absolutely AWESOME (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112384282571134399?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112384282571134399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112384282571134399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112384282571134399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112384282571134399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-lost-my-chess-skills.html' title='i lost my chess skills ):'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112369023179736367</id><published>2005-08-10T11:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T12:10:31.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HEDGEHOGS! ((X</title><content type='html'>played wacky wheels.. after not playing it for about umm.. 6 years. yupp. long time. forgot all the controls. anyways, it was funn. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love those lil' hedgehogs ((: nothing much to say. postponed the trip for a few days. it kinda works out this way.. hmm..might play chess later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta ta! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- i love hedgehogs ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112369023179736367?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112369023179736367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112369023179736367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112369023179736367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112369023179736367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/hedgehogs-x.html' title='HEDGEHOGS! ((X'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112355150413176922</id><published>2005-08-08T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:38:24.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREWED...again..UGH!</title><content type='html'>UGHHHH!! my mouse is screwed again. my keyboard is still screwed but now my mouse. ARHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever i just click once, it's as if it's a double-click. wth?! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in a good mood today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all boys and men and whoever is a male, the following is none of your business..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i not in a good mood today? feel so pms-y&lt;br /&gt;cuz of pms. bleaa..&lt;br /&gt;why this week? this week i'm going to quebec. don't like having it while i'm on a road trip. )): gahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;packing to go to quebec. think we're going tomorrow night. heh...anyways it's summer..no need to worry much about the weather.. ((:&lt;br /&gt;only have to worry about PMS! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a big paranoia about staining my clothes with blood.. ever since it happened on the first freakin' day of sec sch during that stupid orientation camp...bleaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, it's national day in sg. so happy national dayy!.. again. i'm bored. not many people online. ): sighh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- ta ta! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112355150413176922?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112355150413176922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112355150413176922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112355150413176922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112355150413176922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/screwedagainugh.html' title='SCREWED...again..UGH!'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112346556314696941</id><published>2005-08-07T21:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T19:23:01.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone's world is crashing down on them</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 192);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 192);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Five Loves of a Jesus Freak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;His Word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;your enemies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;your Neighbour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; TRUTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;___________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how you always hear  the question, what are we living for?&lt;br /&gt;the answer is simple.. god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or for any non christians.. live for whatever you believe in. live for your beliefs. live for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is actually for melissa jie. she seems so depressed lately. like she's lost the meaning of life. so this is to remind her to live for god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope she reads this. not sure she whether she will. she seems to be quite fustrated with me. perhaps i haven't been listening. ugh. i should listen more. i was too caught up in talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;ugh. me and my stupid mouth. i should just learn to shut up sometimes. i'm too talkative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry jie if you felt like i wasn't listening. i was and i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should just shut up from now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the toughest challenge in life really is keeping yourself optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;i hope this will cheer you up jie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go to quebec tomorrow or on tues i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy national dayy singapore!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- cheer up jie!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112346556314696941?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112346556314696941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112346556314696941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112346556314696941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112346556314696941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/everyones-world-is-crashing-down-on.html' title='everyone&apos;s world is crashing down on them'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112333486373639362</id><published>2005-08-06T09:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T09:29:25.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tears stream down, down your face</title><content type='html'>cold play is so nice ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i found a new function on my player. that function is like so hidden. anywaes, that new function is.. SHUFFLE and repeat and others. so now, i like my walkman. it took me so long to find that function. i still miss my panasonic one but now this is quite good. ((: so happy!! ((: hur hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched monk ytd. so funny.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S FOOT WINE!&lt;br /&gt;hur hur hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but kinda gross that a bodu was found in this LARGE barrel of WINE. gross right?&lt;br /&gt;watched law and order svu.. talking of which, the creator dick wolf is planning to make a french version of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the jay leno show, jay talked about what it might look like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;LOI ET&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ORDRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO NO NO CRIMINAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; was so funny. ((:&lt;br /&gt;i love the jay leno show. ytd natasha bedingfield performed on it. not a very good performance tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still listening to fix you. super nice! ((:&lt;br /&gt;ta ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- when you love someone&lt;br /&gt;but it goes to waste&lt;br /&gt;could it be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112333486373639362?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112333486373639362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112333486373639362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112333486373639362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112333486373639362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/tears-stream-down-down-your-face.html' title='tears stream down, down your face'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112328357427545673</id><published>2005-08-05T19:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T19:12:54.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>-_____-     bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lights will guide you home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and ignite your bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i will try,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to fix you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fix you by cold play is so nice. heard it watching the repeat of the o.c.&lt;br /&gt;changed my blog song to it. nice right? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still haven't done much. hopefully, we're going to quebec this weekend. dunno yet. man, can't wait for summer to be over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is so nostalgic..&lt;br /&gt;cold play is super nice! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. ta ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- here we come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112328357427545673?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112328357427545673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112328357427545673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112328357427545673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112328357427545673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/bored.html' title='-_____-     bored'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112313241694548178</id><published>2005-08-04T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T12:55:03.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bleaa -</title><content type='html'>hello. watched peter pan. so ermm...dunno what that word is. anyways, it was nice. not the cartoon version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wendy fell in love with peter and then peter also fell in love with her but refused to admit..all guys suck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved the way wendy talked. was so sweeet! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched napolean dynomite a few days ago.  find it kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday shannon emailed me. johnna wanted my address. johnna's in camp right now. bleaa. i'm still bored at home playing yahoo towers. when sch re-opens in sept, gonna become a nerd. need to concentrate on my studies. especially since it's high school. yupp..must get it into my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MUST BECOME A NERD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighh..nothing else to say&lt;br /&gt;ta ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- oh don't you put me on the black burn-er&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112313241694548178?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112313241694548178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112313241694548178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112313241694548178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112313241694548178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/bleaa.html' title='bleaa -'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112287421820483254</id><published>2005-08-01T01:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T02:50:07.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THE O.C. IS COMING BACK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/melovecyxc/7898559c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/melovecyxc/77163a35.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/melovecyxc/1eeaf47d.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/melovecyxc/wack.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/melovecyxc/6a0cd356.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/melovecyxc/a02793f3.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's another reason why i'm going to love september..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE O.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just remebered another reason...tim burton's, The Corpse Bride..&lt;br /&gt;and coincidentely, it's out in theatres on.. MY BIRTHDAYY!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier, mommie baked cajun chicken and barbeque chicken. the skin of the bbq chicken skin really tasted like lay's bbq chips and the skin was like suckling pig but tasted like chicken. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched down with love.. again&lt;br /&gt;troy..again&lt;br /&gt;and lotsa other movies again and again and again. yupp. boring holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remembered another thing to anounce..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday rosanne! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing to anounce.. my internet connection was cut off cuz daddie forgot to pay the cable company but now it's alright ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..miss plaing my YAHOO! towers. so, i shall go and play now. ((:&lt;br /&gt;ta ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-thrown in all directions&lt;br /&gt;epitome of perfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112287421820483254?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112287421820483254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112287421820483254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112287421820483254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112287421820483254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/oc-is-coming-back.html' title='THE O.C. IS COMING BACK!!'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112236541996442989</id><published>2005-07-26T04:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T07:34:20.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bye bye to my next door neighbour. the dad is getting married so they're all moving out. good bye noising neighbours. the only neighbours in this whole apartment who also stayed up late at night to early morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, my upstairs neighbour is my new next door neighbour. i think she's an old lady...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna start reading that boring book that i shouldn't have bought. on the first chapter of the second part. it's like after the first three chapters..end of part one. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies. ta ta now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- i guess, i remember every glance you shot me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112236541996442989?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112236541996442989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112236541996442989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112236541996442989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112236541996442989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/bye-bye-to-my-next-door-neighbour.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112204295012133005</id><published>2005-07-22T10:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T12:28:14.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>can you hear me scream..oooh</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/melovecyxc/63308434.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/melovecyxc/thisishowifeel.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/melovecyxc/98gjmg.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/melovecyxc/muffin.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/melovecyxc/summer.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/melovecyxc/z6031384.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/melovecyxc/e6bb629e.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/melovecyxc/smile.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had another wierd wierd dream. olivia says it's cute. how is it cute?  had a dream with fionaand newtown and that idiot?? ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took place in njc..wierd again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR IT TO BE SEPTEMBER...reasons why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my b'day! - gonna be 14! (:&lt;br /&gt;HIGH SCHOOL!! - yea man! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh i just can't wait. can'twaitcan'twaitcan'twaitcan'twaitcan'twait!!&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;ta ta! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- oh mr dj,&lt;br /&gt;won't you turn the music up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112204295012133005?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112204295012133005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112204295012133005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112204295012133005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112204295012133005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/can-you-hear-me-screamoooh.html' title='can you hear me scream..oooh'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112195947026014323</id><published>2005-07-21T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T12:25:16.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the days they turn into years, their eyes they drown in their tears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thrown in all directions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;epitome of perfection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she's lost her will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;time is standing still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so addicted to this song.&lt;br /&gt;still wanna pierce mybelly (:&lt;br /&gt;still want my guit but my mom told me to practise my violin more often before getting me a guit. sighh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A GUIT SO BADLY!! I WANT PEN SO BADLY TOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to blog about..had a dream.very wierd one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about this gameshow or something like that. where celebrities go through this maze in this building..this sky scraper and then at the end of the maze, they crash through this glass window. and then they grab holdof this cable wire like those that hold those window wipers thing. and then they slide down it and crash through another glass window,back into the building and go to this elevator and go down and then walk into this large library room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the dream there was kelly clarkson and two other guys. then i woke up.. and two minutes later i fall back asleep and this time i'm in the game/maze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i start out at rgps. talking to this p2 friend from my violin cca. then somehow i got into this maze. it's like i was just talking to her andsuddenly i crash out of this glass panel window. and anotherwierd thing..camerion diaz and drew berrymore was there..you know, charlie's angels. and umm...then we crashed back into the skyscraper and I CUT MY FOOT..my ankle. blood was rushing out like a river and uhh..i was thinking i was going to faint cuz of the loss of blood. then i went to the large elevator and i felt weak and then..woke up.&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wierd dream right? first time i had a dream with celebs in it. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;and i do not wanna be part of charlie's angels. ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had another dreams today..with RACHEL AND MELODY... and gwen stefani or madonna???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what? another dream with celebs??&lt;br /&gt;was wierd. met rachel and melody at orchard road. at night. and rachel needed to get something back from meme. lim [last yr's french cher]&lt;br /&gt;and then somehow we were in this car park andwhen we went up, we realized wewere in this mental hospital. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;then we realized that the owner/founder was madonna/gwen and the people in it weren't really insane. and something and something and some other thing happened. dunno how to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wierd dreams right?&lt;br /&gt;nothing to post so ta ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- oooh, thrown in all directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112195947026014323?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112195947026014323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112195947026014323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112195947026014323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112195947026014323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/days-they-turn-into-years-their-eyes.html' title='the days they turn into years, their eyes they drown in their tears.'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112184862156231283</id><published>2005-07-20T04:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T04:56:21.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>piercing..</title><content type='html'>I WANNA GET MY BELLY BUTTON PIERCED!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i pierce my tongue too?..nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents might not allow me to pierce my body.. but who cares? they rarely see my belly. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day i shall pierce my belly.. wanna do it next year perhaps.. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see another new thing on my blog?&lt;br /&gt;made a section for putting up icons that i love! ((:&lt;br /&gt;okay, ta ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- I WANT MY GUIT.! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112184862156231283?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112184862156231283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112184862156231283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112184862156231283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112184862156231283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/piercing.html' title='piercing..'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112177242914463716</id><published>2005-07-19T07:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T07:28:44.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>blahblahblah.bleaa..</title><content type='html'>HELLO! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, my past days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sat, went to shaw's again. bought more ice cream. then went to cvs and bought somemore stuff. shampoo, conditioner, NAIL POLISH..or emanel and lip gloss ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played with the scanner. so desperate. need to waste time. can't wait for high school! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, talked to yen on msn. then dunno whatelse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, watch tv junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, gonna play more yahoo towers ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deadbored. planning to call jalana sometime later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed to a new counter. IT'S SO COOL RIGHT? ahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies. that's all. gonna post up the scanner pics another day.&lt;br /&gt;ta ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- i'll be just fine, pretending i'm not&lt;br /&gt;...and it's all that i've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112177242914463716?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112177242914463716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112177242914463716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112177242914463716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112177242914463716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/blahblahblahbleaa.html' title='blahblahblah.bleaa..'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112166515563678555</id><published>2005-07-18T01:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T05:12:08.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIZZIES!!! ((:</title><content type='html'>&lt;form action="http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1060607054" method="post"&gt;&lt;table  style="border: 1px solid black; border-collapse: collapse;font-family:Arial,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;" align="center" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bg="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(221, 221, 136);"&gt;Find your inner teeniebopper&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;a href="http://erstwhiledelight.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(221, 221, 136);"&gt;clinicallydorky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your username&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;input name="Your username" value="elisabeth" size="20" type="text"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your nickname&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;CaFfEiNe Punk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your favorite band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What you wear to try to get backstage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A thong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" bg="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;input value="Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" bg="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://memegen.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(221, 221, 136);"&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;input name="un" value="clinicallydorky" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="meme" value="1060607054" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word: WOOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1061272794" method="post"&gt;&lt;table  style="border: 1px solid black; border-collapse: collapse;font-family:Arial,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;" align="center" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bg="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(221, 221, 136);"&gt;What Princess are you?&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.hometown.aol.com/casoftballchick8"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(221, 221, 136);"&gt;CAsoftballchick8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;input name="your name" value="elisabeth" size="20" type="text"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Princess name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; princess location&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The jungle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Color of princess main Dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;turquoise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; princess Attitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;princess Secret Wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to not be a princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" bg="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;input value="Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" bg="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://memegen.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(221, 221, 136);"&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;input name="un" value="CAsoftballchick8" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="meme" value="1061272794" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm..okayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1068748070" method="post"&gt;&lt;table  style="border: 1px solid black; border-collapse: collapse;font-family:Arial,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;" align="center" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bg="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(221, 221, 136);"&gt;which final fantasy guy will seduce you? by wednesdaychan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;user name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;input name="user name" value="elisabeth" size="20" type="text"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;locke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; 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color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;your reaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nervouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" bg="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;input value="Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" bg="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://memegen.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(221, 221, 136);"&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;input name="un" value="wednesdaychan" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="meme" value="1068748070" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never seen final fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074669322" method="post"&gt;&lt;table  style="border: 1px solid black; 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HE'S SUPER CUTEE!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074769185" method="post"&gt;&lt;table  style="border: 1px solid black; border-collapse: collapse;font-family:Arial,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;" align="center" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bg="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(221, 221, 136);"&gt;What Icons are for you?(Thank you for making this Meme #2!!) by &lt;a href="http://www.sugar-craze.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(221, 221, 136);"&gt;ladyallie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Username&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;input name="armored_username" value="Lisais" size="20" type="text"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Favourite Colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;input name="Favourite Colour" value="green" size="20" type="text"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;select name="Sex"&gt;&lt;option&gt;Male&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option selected="selected"&gt;Female&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option&gt;YES PLEASE!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option&gt;Undecided&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option&gt;Both&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option&gt;Neither&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your Love icon is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/sidrakollers/love11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your Sad Icon is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/sidrakollers/sad7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your Happy Icon is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/sidrakollers/happy2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your Angry Icon is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/sidrakollers/angry2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your Food Icon is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/sidrakollers/food16.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your Animal Icon is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/sidrakollers/animal4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your Random Icon is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/sidrakollers/random6.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your Cartoon Icon is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/sidrakollers/cartoon3.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your Sexy Icon is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/sidrakollers/sexy6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" bg="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;input value="Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" bg="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://memegen.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(221, 221, 136);"&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;input name="un" value="ladyallie" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="meme" value="1074769185" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love icon - yupp, that's me&lt;br /&gt;sad icon - hmm..dunno&lt;br /&gt;happy icon - wtf??&lt;br /&gt;angry icon - I LOVE HER!&lt;br /&gt;food icon - strawberries ((:&lt;br /&gt;animal icon - yupp&lt;br /&gt;random icon - okayy..&lt;br /&gt;cartoon icon - LOL&lt;br /&gt;sexy icon - no comments (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074662660" method="post"&gt;&lt;table  style="border: 1px solid black; border-collapse: collapse;font-family:Arial,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif;" align="center" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bg="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(221, 221, 136);"&gt;Your love is... by &lt;a href="http://hometown.aol.com/yoyogirl8910/myhomepage/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(221, 221, 136);"&gt;ChibiMarronchan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your name is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;input name="Your name is..." value="elisabeth" size="20" type="text"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your kiss is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;breath taking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your hugs are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;gentle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sparkle like the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your touch is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;irresistable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your smell is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;refreshing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your smile is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your love is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; color: rgb(221, 221, 170);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;unique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" bg="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;input value="Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bg style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://memegen.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(221, 221, 136);"&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;input name="un" value="ChibiMarronchan" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="meme" value="1074662660" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. that's all the quizzies for today!&lt;br /&gt;ta ta! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-a year has past, the season go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112166515563678555?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112166515563678555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112166515563678555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112166515563678555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112166515563678555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/quizzies.html' title='QUIZZIES!!! ((:'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112166308417467705</id><published>2005-07-18T01:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T01:04:44.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE THIS ICON!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v330/sweetcelebrity/icons/icons3/247.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- wake up, wake up&lt;br /&gt;on a saturday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112166308417467705?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112166308417467705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112166308417467705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112166308417467705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112166308417467705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-love-this-icon-cute-wake-up-wake-up.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112159443530305164</id><published>2005-07-17T05:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T06:00:35.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed.. AHHH!!!!</title><content type='html'>AHH!! AHH!! AHHHHHH! AHHH!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my kepboard is scrwed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see!!&lt;br /&gt;type the letter, it doesn't comeout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh! see!! grr..stupid kepboard isscrewed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see.again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta ta!offto play yahoo! towers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-you see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112159443530305164?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112159443530305164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112159443530305164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112159443530305164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112159443530305164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/screwed-ahhh.html' title='screwed.. AHHH!!!!'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112125688275532104</id><published>2005-07-13T07:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T08:16:55.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>addictions and other crap ((:</title><content type='html'>I'M SO ADDICTED TO ALL AMERICAN REJECTS! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i shall blog about my addictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm also SO ADDICTED TO JAY CHOU. don't know why. ahahaha. and GOOD CHARLOTTE TOO! (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love all their music. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel's addicted to bee gees. she sent me how deep is yourlove or something like that. been listening to it for the past hour. really nice BUT the all american rejects are MORE ADDICTIVE to me! ((: ahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, what else am i addicted to? BLOGGING! especially when i'm bored&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; [like right now]&lt;/span&gt;. it's like i MUST blog every day. i even if it's crap &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;[like right now]&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another addiction...YAHOO TOWERS! ((: such a fun game to play don't you think? ahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..moving on to something sad now..&lt;br /&gt;jie seems to be quite tempermental lately. sigh. i wonder what she's thinking. quite worried for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's all for today. this post was mainly CRAP. (: i think the word crap was the word of the year for me last year. ahahaha. ok, ta ta now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- some how i knew that&lt;br /&gt;it would slowly fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112125688275532104?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112125688275532104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112125688275532104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112125688275532104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112125688275532104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/addictions-and-other-crap.html' title='addictions and other crap ((:'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112113956731260091</id><published>2005-07-11T23:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T03:12:36.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my dirty little secret..</title><content type='html'>OOH! i forgot to post something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT AN ELECTRIC GUITAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, my parents might not allow an electric guitar but i'm sure they'll accept an acoustic one. i wanna take guitar lessons too! YUPP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like letting out my feelings on a guitar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yah, i just rememebered another thing. i found another song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="std_font"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll keep you, my dirty little secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my dirty little secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who has to know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the first look of the mv for it on trl today. then the host was saying that it sounded SEXAYE. although, the mv just shows people holding up flashcards saying what their deepest secret is. ahahaha. super nice song ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, ta ta for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- I WANT A GUITAR!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112113956731260091?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112113956731260091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112113956731260091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112113956731260091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112113956731260091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-dirty-little-secret.html' title='my dirty little secret..'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112113743063702894</id><published>2005-07-11T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T23:08:35.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, another boring day. i wonder how many times i've said that i'm bored. anyways, feeling a bit blue but overall, i'm happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i'm really learning to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i feel like a total idiot. i was really misled but then again, maybe not. it's so confusing. i should never believe in it ever again. it's becoming so fake these days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;'re always like that. this should be the last time that i am typing"invisible" text. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i feel like a fool. but why should i? i really have learnt to let go. i'm happier that way. yes, i have let go of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;. and i shall never believe in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;. i guess the only reason i've been so unhappy about something, is because of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;. not really because of the others. but things won't change because i've let go of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; and things will never change. nothing actually happened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i guess i have nothing much to blog about today.&lt;br /&gt;ta ta! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- soon enough,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be a happier person (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112113743063702894?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112113743063702894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112113743063702894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112113743063702894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112113743063702894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-another-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112094457594866750</id><published>2005-07-09T16:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T22:21:38.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and all that glitters is gold, only shooting stars break the mold..</title><content type='html'>went out with mommie today to highlight her hair and cover her grays. was ok. kinda boring. drew a hairstyle for fun. roughsketch. asked mommie how it was, she said it was nice! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/marilynmonroe-/scan.jpg" style="height: 116px; width: 126px;" /&gt;[right-click to enlarge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice? SHE'S FACELESS! ahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;think the neck is abit too long. hmm..should i have this hairstyle? ahahaha...one of my best sketchings. i'm very bad in art. last year only just passed. STUPID MR HO! CAN'T YOU SEE I DESERVE TO FAIL WHEN YOU SAW MY ART EXAM??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, after mommie was done with her hair, we went to sapporo and bought udon and FRIED ICE CREAM..mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eatting, went to cvs and bought some stuff. saw this band of 100 hairbands! then asked mommie if i could buy cuz i needed them.. keep losing my hairbands. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom bought this pack of cookies and when got back to the car, we opened it to munch on AND GUESS WHAT WE SAW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE COOKIES WERE SO SCARY. you see, the cookies were supposed to look like this cookie with stawberry jam thingy in the center. HOWEVER..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE STRAWBERRY JAM WAS DOTTED AT DIFFERENT SPOTS ON EACH COOKIE!&lt;br /&gt;IT LOOKED LIKE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLOOD&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, went to staple to buy french dictionary. STUPID OLD LADY STOLE THE BIG ONE FROM SG! STUPID OLD LADY AND HER DAUGHTER JUST LOVE STEAL!! ARHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also bought some pens. still can't find my dearie signo pen. -pouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, went to d'angelos. yumyum. bought this lobster roll thing. mmm...hmm..means i ate TWICE for lunch. ahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then home sweet home and here i am, blogging ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed my blog music to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL STAR from SMASH MOUTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me&lt;br /&gt;I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed&lt;br /&gt;She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb&lt;br /&gt;In the shape of an "L" on her forehead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming&lt;br /&gt;Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running&lt;br /&gt;Didn't make sense not to live for fun&lt;br /&gt;Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to do so much to see&lt;br /&gt;So what's wrong with taking the back streets&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know if you don't go&lt;br /&gt;You'll never shine if you don't glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now you're an All Star get your game on, go play&lt;br /&gt;Hey now you're a Rock Star get the show on, get paid&lt;br /&gt;And all that glitters is gold&lt;br /&gt;Only shooting stars break the mold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a cool place and they say it gets colder&lt;br /&gt;You're bundled up now but wait 'til you get older&lt;br /&gt;But the meteor men beg to differ&lt;br /&gt;Judging by the hole in the satellite picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ice we skate is getting pretty thin&lt;br /&gt;The waters getting warm so you might as well swim&lt;br /&gt;My world's on fire how about yours&lt;br /&gt;That's the way I like it and I never get bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now you're an All Star get your game on, go play&lt;br /&gt;Hey now you're a Rock Star get the show on, get paid&lt;br /&gt;And all that glitters is gold&lt;br /&gt;Only shooting stars break the mold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now you're an All Star get your game on, go play&lt;br /&gt;Hey now you're a Rock Star get the show on, get paid&lt;br /&gt;And all that glitters is gold&lt;br /&gt;Only shooting stars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody once asked could you spare some change for gas&lt;br /&gt;I need to get myself away from this place&lt;br /&gt;I said yep what a concept&lt;br /&gt;I could use a little fuel myself&lt;br /&gt;And we could all use a little change&lt;br /&gt;Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming&lt;br /&gt;Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running&lt;br /&gt;Didn't make sense not to live for fun&lt;br /&gt;Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb&lt;br /&gt;So much to do so much to see&lt;br /&gt;So what's wrong with taking the back streets&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know if you don't go&lt;br /&gt;You'll never shine if you don't glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now you're an All Star get your game on, go play&lt;br /&gt;Hey now you're a Rock Star get the show on get paid&lt;br /&gt;And all that glitters is gold&lt;br /&gt;Only shooting stars break the mold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all that glitters is gold&lt;br /&gt;Only shooting stars break the mold&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;heard it in the salon today. remember it from shrek? ahaha&lt;br /&gt;hmm..am i putting up lyrics too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..guess that's it today..off to play yAHoO! towers&lt;br /&gt;too hooked onto it (X&lt;br /&gt;ta ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-i'll be just fine, pretending i'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112094457594866750?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112094457594866750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112094457594866750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112094457594866750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112094457594866750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/and-all-that-glitters-is-gold-only.html' title='and all that glitters is gold, only shooting stars break the mold..'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112077324631775362</id><published>2005-07-07T17:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T18:49:48.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>((:</title><content type='html'>I'M HAPPY TODAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy about something i read. yupp. ((:&lt;br /&gt;i think i can be cheered up really easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jealous of sarah too. SHE'S GOING BACK TO SG IN A FEW DAYS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing yahoo towers again.. I'M WINNING ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see! i can be happy so easily. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro's hogging the comp. by the time i get to use it, everyone's offline! hmph! i'm whinning right now. bleaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched troy today. nice..except that ARCHILLES DIED LONG BEFORE THE TROJAN HORSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro kept telling me that at the scene of the trojan horse. ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found a another nice song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="headline"&gt;The Click 5 - Just the Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 15px;"&gt;She's cold and she's cruel but she knows what she's doing&lt;br /&gt;She pushed me in the pool at our last school reunion&lt;br /&gt;She laughs at my dreams but I dream about her laughter&lt;br /&gt;Strange as it seems she's the one I'm after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;She knocks me off of my feet&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anyone else&lt;br /&gt;She's a mystery&lt;br /&gt;She's too much for me&lt;br /&gt;But I keep coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;She's just the girl I'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can't keep a secret for more than an hour&lt;br /&gt;She runs on one hundred proof attitude power&lt;br /&gt;And the more she ignores me, the more I adore her&lt;br /&gt;What can I do - I'd do anything for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;She knocks me off of my feet&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anyone else&lt;br /&gt;She's a mystery&lt;br /&gt;She's too much for me&lt;br /&gt;But I keep coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;She's just the girl I'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when she sees it me&lt;br /&gt;On her caller ID&lt;br /&gt;She won't pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;She'd rather be alone&lt;br /&gt;But I can't give up yet&lt;br /&gt;Cause every word she's every said&lt;br /&gt;Is still ringing in my head&lt;br /&gt;Still ringing in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's cold and she's cruel but she knows what she's doing&lt;br /&gt;Knows just what to say so my whole day is ruined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;She knocks me off of my feet&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anyone else&lt;br /&gt;She's a mystery&lt;br /&gt;She's too much for me&lt;br /&gt;But I keep coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;She's just the girl I'm looking for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayeee! found another song! i feel so despo for songs these days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, almost forgot..&lt;br /&gt;WEEZER IS COMING TO MAINE!!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, ta ta now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- hold on if you feel like letting go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112077324631775362?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112077324631775362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112077324631775362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112077324631775362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112077324631775362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title='((:'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112068876539617033</id><published>2005-07-06T17:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T19:02:53.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHH!!!</title><content type='html'>playing yahoo towers now..&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;they're coming down SO FAST&lt;br /&gt;ARHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep losing. sighh. i'm super bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommie bought ice cream and potato chippies.&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY JUNK FOOD. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M LOSING!! AHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY RATING!! AHHHH!!!!...just now 1500..managed to become purple but then lost and then back to blue. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. just a game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, waitting for the game to end. yay! new game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost again..&lt;br /&gt;and lost again...ARHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY KEEP ADDING BLOCKS TO MINE! why me? why??&lt;br /&gt;nvm..ooh. new game. ok. have nothing to post about. so i shall end here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait. just remembered..&lt;br /&gt;I SAW A REAL LIVE SKUNK TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;just right outside my window!..ok. that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH!! I JUST WON! yayeeEe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. ta ta now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- SKUNKIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112068876539617033?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112068876539617033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112068876539617033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112068876539617033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112068876539617033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/ahhh.html' title='AHHH!!!'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112050133598538142</id><published>2005-07-04T14:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T17:32:25.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>holidayy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy youth dayy ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happy independence dayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;such a coincidence. youth day and independence day are both on the same day. well, now, in sg youth day is over. but independence day is still on here. later tonight, FIREWORKS! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp.&lt;br /&gt;another boring day.&lt;br /&gt;now when i'm online, no one is on. except yen. sarah is in hongkong. yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. nothing else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh. wait. one more thing..went shopping again. whheee! ahaha.bought this really nice green skirt and some other stuff. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. ta ta for now. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-whheex! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112050133598538142?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112050133598538142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112050133598538142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112050133598538142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112050133598538142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/holidayy.html' title='holidayy.'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112039033294183707</id><published>2005-07-03T07:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T07:45:56.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>live 8 concert</title><content type='html'>yesterday watched it on vh1 and mtv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what's it about?&lt;br /&gt;A CONCERT TO END WORLD POVERTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because the G8 are having a conference sometime next week i think and discussing about the poverty in africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the g8?&lt;br /&gt;stands for group of 8&lt;br /&gt;the 8 most powerful world leaders. that means the leaders of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;canada&lt;br /&gt;france&lt;br /&gt;germany&lt;br /&gt;italy&lt;br /&gt;japan&lt;br /&gt;russia&lt;br /&gt;united kingdom&lt;br /&gt;united states&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, yesterday, mtv and vh1 had a concert called live 8 to raise awareness to the people around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IT LASTED 8 HOURS STRAIGHT&lt;br /&gt;happened all around the world all at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 countries&lt;br /&gt;9 cities&lt;br /&gt;4 continents&lt;br /&gt;8 HOURS&lt;br /&gt;150 BANDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..let me see whether i can remember the cities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berlin&lt;br /&gt;paris&lt;br /&gt;london&lt;br /&gt;PHILADELPHIA&lt;br /&gt;tokyo&lt;br /&gt;rome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure about the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to be in berlin. GREEN DAY WAS THERE&lt;br /&gt;wanted to be in tokyo. GOOD CHARLOTTE WAS THERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad they didn't give highlights on much going on in tokyo nor berlin&lt;br /&gt;was more on philly and london. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, linkin park and jay-z performed together for the first time after joining forces in philly. and THEY WERE GREAT! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this concert actually took place in 1985 by this man named sir bob geldof who had gone to africa and saw the poverty and wanted to change it and so he produced this concert, LIVE AID and 20 years later, LIVE 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY DON'T WANT YOUR MONEY. THEY WANT YOUR VOICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaning, the concert was free to all who wanted to come because bob geldof wanted to raise awareness. he said in 1985 he wouldn't do it again but he did it twenty years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, SIGN THE PETITION TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.live8list.com/en/live8list.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more about the concert: http://music.channel.aol.com/live_8_concert/home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE POVERTY HISTORY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112039033294183707?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112039033294183707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112039033294183707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112039033294183707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112039033294183707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/live-8-concert.html' title='live 8 concert'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-112030103424778118</id><published>2005-07-02T06:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T14:46:26.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decided to unlock my blog. there's actually no point for it i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've actually lost track of what day it was. thought it was thursday when i woke up yesterday. it was like when i woke up, "what a wonderful thursday morning"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was actually friday. was watching tv thinking it was thursday. until a host of this show came and said, "today is a nice FRIDAY morning"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh today is friday?&lt;/span&gt; and i starting being confused and thinking that it's impossible for it to be a friday. ahaha. then i went blog hopping for confirmation and then when my mom came back from her french, i asked her, "is today really friday?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. i feel like an idiot. -__-'&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we used to be friends&lt;br /&gt;the dandy warhols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago&lt;br /&gt;We used to be friends&lt;br /&gt;But I haven't thought of you lately at all&lt;br /&gt;If ever again&lt;br /&gt;A greeting i send to you&lt;br /&gt;Short and sweet, to the soul I intend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on now honey&lt;br /&gt;Bring it on bring it on yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just remember me when&lt;br /&gt;You're good to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on now sugar&lt;br /&gt;Bring it on bring it on yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just remember me when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something I said&lt;br /&gt;Or someone I know&lt;br /&gt;Or you called me up&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I wasn't home&lt;br /&gt;Now everybody needs some time&lt;br /&gt;And everybody knows&lt;br /&gt;The rest of it's fine&lt;br /&gt;And everybody knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on now sugar&lt;br /&gt;Bring it on bring it on yeah&lt;br /&gt;Remember me when&lt;br /&gt;You're good to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on now honey&lt;br /&gt;Bring it on bring it on yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just remember me when&lt;br /&gt;We used to be friends&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago&lt;br /&gt;We used to be friends&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago&lt;br /&gt;We used to be friends&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago&lt;br /&gt;We used to be friends&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago&lt;br /&gt;We used to be friends&lt;br /&gt;But I haven't thought of you lately at all&lt;br /&gt;If ever again&lt;br /&gt;A greeting i send to you&lt;br /&gt;Short and sweet, to the soul I intend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to be friends&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago&lt;br /&gt;We used to be friends&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago&lt;br /&gt;We used to be friends&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago&lt;br /&gt;We used to be friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's from the theme song of veronica mars. quite nice. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. that's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-ta ta! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-112030103424778118?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112030103424778118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=112030103424778118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112030103424778118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/112030103424778118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/07/decided-to-unlock-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111995901138918865</id><published>2005-06-28T07:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T07:43:31.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday blog ((X</title><content type='html'>happy birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday dear bloggie&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blow out your candles dear blog. now, make a wish. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BLOG IS OFFICIALLY ONE YEAR OLD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, not the site url but the blog, yupp. it's one year old! ((:&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha! i know whatelse i can do this holiday, BAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommie bought pilsbury doughboy ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. that's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;ta ta! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh! wait. managed to finally scan the pics ((:&lt;br /&gt;ok. byes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111995901138918865?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111995901138918865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111995901138918865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111995901138918865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111995901138918865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-birthday-blog-x.html' title='happy birthday blog ((X'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111988248527654801</id><published>2005-06-27T10:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T10:29:07.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>blahblah</title><content type='html'>my blog's gonna one year old tomorrow! ((: tomorrow, i shall sing happy birthday to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been thinking..I'M GONNA GO TO HIGH SCHOOL IN 2 MONTHS!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..thinking of what other cca i should join..why don't they have table tennis? ):&lt;br /&gt;don't have bowling either. bleaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about inane stuff right now because i am EXTREMLY BORED TO DEATH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked the mail today. my results..not very nice looking. can't believe stupid mr harmon gave my a c+ for lang arts. ARHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHH!! why is my maths b+? suppose to a- not b hmph!! I WANNA PROTEST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also recieved my social pictures BUT can't scan it. somehow, it's not connecting to my comp..grr.&lt;br /&gt;my mouse is also screwing up. bleaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;that idiot has 3 more days. bleaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;looking for more songs to download. looking for more stuff to do. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommie's been shopping lately. bought me a skirt and very nice tops ((:&lt;br /&gt;everywhere's having a summer sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a really wierd dream yesterday. was like a continuation of another dream. somehow, mr wolotsky and ryan and shannon were in it. hmm..i would really like to know the meaning of this dream..been dreaming alot lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..that's all for today. ta ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111988248527654801?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111988248527654801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111988248527654801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111988248527654801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111988248527654801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/blahblah_27.html' title='blahblah'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111978753456033421</id><published>2005-06-26T07:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T06:12:46.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just went to julia's blog where she blogged about her encounter with a group of ah lians while eatting at long john silver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE, GO AND READ IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's one of her latest posts.&lt;br /&gt;ATTACK OF THE  AH LIAN&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wasn't really attacked by one. well, maybe psycologically. i don't know. but anyways, she was quite irritated by the ah lian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleaa. bored. been playing yahoo towers. so fun ((: but keep losing. oh wells. perhaps i shall go and play now. ok then, ta ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111978753456033421?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111978753456033421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111978753456033421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111978753456033421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111978753456033421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-went-to-julias-blog-where-she.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111968917705517580</id><published>2005-06-25T03:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T04:49:03.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm..what did i do today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;watch tv&lt;br /&gt;eat&lt;br /&gt;more tv&lt;br /&gt;listen to music&lt;br /&gt;and right now using the comp ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the 40 most awsomely bad love songs&lt;/span&gt; on VH1. so nice ((:&lt;br /&gt;there was one ballad by n*sync called god something something. and the show was commenting on how could they use god when the song was about making out or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another song,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will do anything for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i won't do THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NO! i won't do THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. and they asked what it was that the singer could do. is it eatting crockroaches? ahaha&lt;br /&gt;they used that song in a soda commercial where the guy is doing all this stuff for his girlfriend such as, folding her underwear, buying her tampons and etc. but once she tries to take the diet dr. pepper from him?...but i won't do THAT&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the songs were from the 80's and 90's but it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched part of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gangs of new york&lt;/span&gt;. very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now listened to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; by 5566 after not listening to it for about umm.. 9 months i think. and they sounded really GAY. they are so gay. they sang so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least jay chou sings lower. julia said that jay chou is quite a good songwriter even though he doesn't sing clearly. hmm. quite true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new discovery: intial D is a movie starring lotsa people and is about racing.&lt;br /&gt;thanks rach.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): haven't heard of it yet here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA WATCH MR AND MRS SMITH SO BADLY!!&lt;br /&gt;hmph! my stupid dvd player is broken )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days ago, mommie went to the supermarket and bought a tabloid because it said that brad pitt was talk about marrige with angelina jolie..turned out to be such a cheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he only talked about marrige in mr and mrs smith. NOT REALITY.&lt;br /&gt;hmph. waste of money.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS 8-DAYS -pouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN SOMEONE SEND ME EIGHT DAYS FOR CHRISTMAS? ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleaa. the tabloids really suck. their writers suck at writting tabloids. they write them in such a umm...boring style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleaa. got nothing else to blog so ta ta for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-i will do anything for love&lt;br /&gt;but i won't do THAT&lt;br /&gt;..as if&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111968917705517580?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111968917705517580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111968917705517580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111968917705517580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111968917705517580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/hmm_25.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111962008913779147</id><published>2005-06-24T09:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T09:34:49.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bleaa</title><content type='html'>blahblahblah..nothing much to blog about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommie's taking french lessons this month.&lt;br /&gt;so scary. going at a faster pace than moe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. found a nice song ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sugar, we're going down&lt;br /&gt;by fall out boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Am I more than you bargained for yet?&lt;br /&gt;I've been dying to tell you anything you want to hear&lt;br /&gt;Cause that's just who I am this week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie in the grass next to the mausoleum&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a notch in your bedpost but you're just a line in a song&lt;br /&gt;(Notch in your bedpost, but your just a line in a song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop a heart and break a name&lt;br /&gt;We're always sleeping in and sleeping for the wrong team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going down, down in an earlier round&lt;br /&gt;And sugar we're going down swinging&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your number one with a bullet&lt;br /&gt;A loaded god complex&lt;br /&gt;cock it and pull it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going down, down in an earlier round&lt;br /&gt;And sugar we're going down swinging&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your number one with a bullet&lt;br /&gt;A loaded god complex&lt;br /&gt;cock it and pull it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this more than you bargained for yet?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, don't mind me. I'm watching you two from the closet&lt;br /&gt;Wishing to be the friction in your jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be him&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a notch in your bedpost but you're just a line in a song&lt;br /&gt;(Notch in your bedpost, but your just a line in a song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop a heart and break a name&lt;br /&gt;We're always sleeping in and sleeping for the wrong team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going down, down in an earlier round&lt;br /&gt;And sugar we're going down swinging&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your number one with a bullet&lt;br /&gt;A loaded god complex&lt;br /&gt;cock it and pull it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going down, down in an earlier round&lt;br /&gt;And sugar we're going down swinging&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your number one with a bullet&lt;br /&gt;A loaded god complex&lt;br /&gt;cock it and pull it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going down, down in an earlier round&lt;br /&gt;And sugar we're going down swinging&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your number one with a bullet&lt;br /&gt;A loaded god complex&lt;br /&gt;cock it and pull it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re going down, down&lt;br /&gt;Take aim at myself, take back what you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. don't really find feel good inc nice. bleaa. don't like the mv for either. kinda gives me this umm..scary feeling.&lt;br /&gt;it's confirmed. i have a weak heart. VERY WEAK.. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;what else is there to blog? erm..NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just having a really boring holiday.&lt;br /&gt;no one to go out with. bleaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta ta for now ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-we're going down, down&lt;br /&gt;in a earlier round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111962008913779147?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111962008913779147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111962008913779147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111962008913779147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111962008913779147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/bleaa_24.html' title='bleaa'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111942003818407948</id><published>2005-06-22T00:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T02:03:46.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blahblah. i'm depressed. or maybe not. i dunno. confused. yes. very. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was quite a nice day. made ice cream in science ((: but mine came out very salty ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WATCHED THE BEST MOVIE EVER!&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about birds migrating..ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;..obviously it wasn't the best movie ever.&lt;br /&gt;was actually quite boring but yet very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was my schedule on monday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.10 - science lab &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[ice cream making]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.00 - movie&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; [BEST MOVIE EVA! ahaha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 - tour of high school&lt;br /&gt;11.55 - lunch&lt;br /&gt;12.25 - related arts &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[health ed]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.40 - marching &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[for recognition night]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.35 - related arts&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; [french]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tour of the high school was quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;first got there, we were given this t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;three sizes to choose from..small.medium.large&lt;br /&gt;chose large. apparentely, it is LARGE..ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;then was forced to wear the shirt.&lt;br /&gt;covered most of my skirt. only had one inch showing.&lt;br /&gt;kinda felt like i was in new town uni..ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;later, went to library and chose a cca&lt;br /&gt;joined school goverment.&lt;br /&gt;didn't feel like joining a sport nor drama nor musical&lt;br /&gt;maybe did feel like joining table tennis but unfortunetely, they don't have it -shucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, was given a tour of the school and then went to this bookshop somewhere in town and everyone had to buy a book up to a limit of $12, to read in the summer and the best part, WE DIDN'T HAVE TO PAY ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, any how picked a book. wanted to get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the minister's daughter&lt;/span&gt; but it was 18 bucks. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, went back to school. had lunch. then had health. played solitaire. had nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;then had to go and practice marching for recognition night.&lt;br /&gt;i still find it very stupid. there's no point.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, finished marching early and went up to mr harmon's room and played with margaret and britney..BRICK FIGHTING..ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was damn fun. the only thing we did was throwing jenga blocks in the air. ahaha. accidentely hit abbie.  sorry abbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had french...did nothing. got back my journal thing and my grade..79..poohoo that couldn't be my grade in moe french. a1. unfortunetely, 79 is the grade range of c-d )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later that night, had recognition night. yayeee! i have perfect attendence for the whole year! ahahaha. and it wasn't even the whole year. ((: also had this certificate for honors students. (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only three people had the high honors. ahaha. and all were boys.&lt;br /&gt;the typical geek - sam chatto. he once switched to mtv once and it was playing just a lil' bit by 50 cent and then he immediately switched channel. ahaha. typical geek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, mommiw went to taco bell and bought dinner. I LOVE TACO BELL..so yummie. luv their chalopas..dunno how to spell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...i think that's all i have to post. buhbyes ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-migrating birds&lt;br /&gt;BEST MOVIE EVER!&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111942003818407948?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111942003818407948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111942003818407948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111942003818407948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111942003818407948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/blahblah.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111915544053837692</id><published>2005-06-19T00:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T00:33:06.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mommie bought me a walkman today. ((: but it isn't as good as my previous one. ): i miss my previous one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;realized that, that idiot has once listened to it..yupp. ughh..everytime i try to get over him or feel like i have, the feeling comes back. bleaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm seriously very homesick. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..have to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- listening to qi li xiang again&lt;br /&gt;track 8 is damn nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111915544053837692?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111915544053837692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111915544053837692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111915544053837692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111915544053837692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/mommie-bought-me-walkman-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111906800529906883</id><published>2005-06-17T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T09:40:45.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm..point sebago was umm...BORING. well, quite. can't believe it's a resort. please indulge me how it's a resort. it looks nothing like a resort. a friend, who's name i've forgotten even agreed. florida has resorts but point sebago is nothing close to a resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arhhhh! got lotsa bug bites. ok..not really alot but got about 5 or 6 bites. bleaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, my day &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;[quite detailed..meaning might be quite long..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first woke up, still was deciding whether to bring a bag or not. after dressing up, decided not to bring one. so, just carried a small water bottle and wore shorts and a shirt and a sweat shirt because it was damn cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to school. hmm..had homeroom time..or whatever time it's called. then talked to mary for awhile then was time to go to the bus. sat next to mary on the bus. meg and ally sat behind us. later heard that the boys were reading the seventeen magazine and just pointing at girls saying that they were hot. hmm...okayyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally reache point sebago after a one hour ride which felt like 3 hours. decided to minigolfing. found it quite boring. dunno why. supposed to be fun..oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then played ping pong aka table tennis. now that was fun although i sucked at it. how they aren't familiar with the term table tennis??..wierd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, what happened next? umm dunno.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea..went to the arcade and raced. ((: i love racing&lt;br /&gt;won tickets but didn't feel like redeeming them. tried giving them away, nobody wanted. bleaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..umm i really forgot what happened. was so bored la. nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fastforward to lunch. while walking to the building where the "buffet" was held, lafayette was trying trying to write "HELLO" in the sand. as he was writting the e, i erased his H. ahaha. then tracie said sorry to him.&lt;br /&gt;now why would i say sorry to him when i meant to do it. it wasn't a joke..well, maybe. but i wouldn't say sorry. plus, it's not her who erased it. it was ME! ((: ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch. ate a burger and CHIPPIES ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO DOESN'T LOVE CHIPPIES&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, me and mary went to the swings. too puddly for my shoes but she was wearing slippers so she could swing. then, played more table tennis. and then kept walking in and out of the small building where we played table tennis. practically all the guys in my school are a flirt. or at least act quite flirty. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spastic idiot didn't come. oh yea..he already told ms schmearer ytd that he wasn't going. he pissed her off yesterday i think. he was like, you don't teach me so why should i listen or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later spent a quater buying a gumball from the gumball machine..i got white )): when my gumball became tasteless, inserted another quarter and got cherry. popped it in my mouth to check if it was cherry and it reallly was. so i threw it away. tastes like those yuckie cough mixtures. why couldn't it be water melon? watermelon is so much better than cherry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to this shoppie with mary and bought wonka! nerds. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..then went the bus back to mahoney. slept practically the whole trip back. ((:&lt;br /&gt;but mr so and so &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;[a cher whose name i've fotgetten]&lt;/span&gt; and mary were teasing me everytime i woke up. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, went back to our home rooms and mr lonsway came in and gave larry 4 cookies! then i asked larry for one..hmm..for the first time, i talked to larry directly. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bell rang and school was out. ont the way out on the staircase, i was like day dreaming cuz at first i was walking by myself. then all of a sudden out of nowhere came stupid lafayette..okayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad karalee couldn't come. she had to pack. -pouts. she's moving )): gonna miss her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the doc's after school. checked my weight and height. i'm 161 cm..i grew 1 cm. ahaha within a year, i grew one cm. anyways, happy with my 1 cm. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home, slept..zzzZZZzz...and now i'm up. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-had quite a boring day ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111906800529906883?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111906800529906883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111906800529906883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111906800529906883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111906800529906883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111897897991748500</id><published>2005-06-16T23:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T23:29:39.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oooh oooh. forgot to add some more things. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO MORE PROJECTS! YAYYYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing..mr harmon has finished grading my webbie. ((:&lt;br /&gt;he's blind. he couldn't see my other two types of bibliographies and undergraded me..): but then i corrected him..((: -beams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..what else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END OF THE YEAR IS ALWAYS SO FUNN!! (((: -extra BIG grin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111897897991748500?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111897897991748500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111897897991748500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111897897991748500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111897897991748500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/oooh-oooh.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111897606894407593</id><published>2005-06-16T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T23:24:03.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm quite dissapointed. just realized that the summer season of the o.c. is a REPEAT SEASON. sighh. hmm..oh wells. so, seth and summer are still together and the same for ryan and marissa. and the latest thing that happened is that marissa killed trey. and caleb did die. oh wells. guess i'll have to wait for half a year for the new season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i update today? maybe i shall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my final maths test. was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my final p.e. lesson and stupid lafayette kept saying i was crying inside about...whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shannon was saying that we had found this racing game and it was the day we had to return our laptops. bleaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..french was boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cleared out my locker today. now it's all empty. lotsa people had ALOT of trash and papers in it. ahaha. mine just has my binders and this paper about some junk sale or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then was study hall. since i had no laptop to go blogging on and do other stuff, i tried sleeping. however, i couldn't. why? because some stupid spastic freak named zack kept knocking against my table as if he purposly did so and then he also flipped his stupid papers [that were from his locker] really loud.&lt;br /&gt;ughhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zack is seriously a freakish spastic copying idiot. yess. he's that idiot who copied my work when he could just ask me for help. seesh. HELLO IDIOT!! I WAS TRYING TO SLEEP YA KNOW?!&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. as if he knows about the existence of this blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAFAYETTE IS DAMN ANNOYING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, was also yearbook signing day. practically everyone bought one. i didn't. why should i? i'm not even it. plus it costs like umm..$20!! convert to sg currency, about $35!!!..and new town only paid like umm..$3!&lt;br /&gt;so why should i buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i signed in lauren's yrbook, lafayette was comparing my signaiture and his signiture..ahahaha. i love my signiture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on, i asked johnna to sign my hand as a yr book and then asked jalana. unfortunetely, her pen couldn't sign my hand. so, she took a piece of paper and signed it and that became my 'yearbook'. ahaha..here's a pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="height: 400px; width: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/melovecyxc/d53bb88c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you still can't see it clearly, right click and view image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the person who wrote that i have a beautiful yrbook and that i write too small, is jamie. wrote in his yearbook asking him if my handwritting was big enough. he was like, yah, but i still can't read it...idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan pierce is right. i never talk to him. why should i?ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan clancy is so meanie. he just did a swirly signiture. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, tada! my yearbook. didn't have to pay a cent ((: ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, another thing i did today was umm..practising how to march? had to practise how to enter the stupid auditorium on recognition night. find that what the chers told us to do was quite stupid and redundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't remember the chers in rgps telling us that we need to get up and sit back down at the same time. there were even people who could run off stage. stupid school. bleaa. it's like they wanna be a perfectionist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more last thing about today is..got back my maths test/quizzy. hmph! i need one more point and then i get an A! JUST ONE MORE POINT! i'm not happy with b+ who is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like when rachel got a2 and needed 0.4 points for a1..)):&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow..going to POINT SEBAGO..but won't it be damn cold?? this week, the weather suddenly dropped from 23 c to about umm...10 c? yea..big drop right? so now it's quite cold..brrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. that's all i'm posting for today. buhbyes! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111897606894407593?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111897606894407593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111897606894407593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111897606894407593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111897606894407593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-quite-dissapointed.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111884566750421271</id><published>2005-06-15T10:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T10:27:47.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>who ever blocked almost ALL the game sites is FUCKING CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't the stupid school see that there's nothing going to stop us??? seesh. just unblock neave games ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the last day of our laptops anyways . OKAY!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am quite pissed off right now. bleaaa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111884566750421271?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111884566750421271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111884566750421271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111884566750421271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111884566750421271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/who-ever-blocked-almost-all-game-sites.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111883956665307841</id><published>2005-06-15T08:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T08:46:06.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. nvm about the photos and laptops thingy. hmm..maybe i shall update afterall..found myself in only two photos...hmm..which quite ok. then dun have to save so many. only save two ((: gonna order one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..what did i do that day? erm..kinda forgot. oh yea. had p.e. and what did i do? nothing but sit around and watch part of the class play matball..i hate that game. why? i have no clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i do..hmm....um...forgot? dunno what i did.&lt;br /&gt;during french though, mr wolotsky came at the beginning of class telling ms schmearer that if could "kick" a paper football from one end of the room to the other, we would have no lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bare in mind that it's not the football as in soccer but the other kind. and so, out of five kicks, mr wolotsky  made one. the last one and we did not have any lessons. so i sat there thinking about what to write for points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, wrote only two sentences and decided not to pass it up. okayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder what i'm going to do today. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday there's this marching thingy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday..SEBAGO POINT ((: i wonder what we're gonna do there.&lt;br /&gt;just for jie to know why i'm depressed..i guess it's because of that idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really think guys fucking suck. they really do. why can't they be more straight forward. why are they also sooo...ughh?? what the heck is wrong with them?? seesh. SCREW THEM ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111883956665307841?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111883956665307841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111883956665307841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111883956665307841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111883956665307841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111883811174089049</id><published>2005-06-15T08:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T08:21:51.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for all those who cannot take vulgarities, do not read the following...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have one word for today..oh crap. just remembered, i can't type it just in case the cher sees. sigh. fine then. it's that four letter word that rhymes with suck. so ya know what it is? yes it starts with f. now imagine that word in caps. that's my word for today. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first reason, why the hell must they allow us to see the pics only at school?? why can't we see them at home? why is the stupid site where all the pictures are, only accessible at SCHOOL?! i don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second reson why.. we have to say good bye to our laptops TODAY. why not tomorrow. how does this school expect us to view the photos then?? seesh. not gonna update today i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, gonna do this experiment.. here's a photo of me at the social. see whether it loads..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="" source="http://gallery.spsd.org/albums/8th_Grade_Social/IMG_8957.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think it does...ok. i don't care anymore. tthe word for today is FUCK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111883811174089049?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111883811174089049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111883811174089049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111883811174089049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111883811174089049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/for-all-those-who-cannot-take.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111866580200478602</id><published>2005-06-13T08:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T08:30:02.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday was such a great day. well, not really, but i was happy about it ((: had so much fun that day. not just at the social but also before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in science, we had this boat race&lt;br /&gt;math, NO  MORE MATH HW yayeee!&lt;br /&gt;lang arts..umm..nothing to be happy about&lt;br /&gt;health, talked about cancer and focused on skin cancer and watched this really gross movie of all these people who suffered skin cancer. then it was saying how the sun, long term would do this gross thing to you and seth and will were like, i'm never going out ever. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there these holes in the people's faces cuz the cancer ATE their skin. it was eeeeww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but friday was quite a great day! ((: especially the social. i still have the after effect of hyperism though. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!! it's the last week of school! hiphipHOORAYY!! and then it's summer vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier during ssr, something umm wierd? happened..not really wierd but that perved looking mr peleuso asked for me and to have my stuff with me because he thought i'd take longer than expected to do what he wanted me to do. he wanted me to choose my 7th class for high sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna join concert band. yay!! finally in band. after deciding, he was like, ohh. well, i guess you didn't have to bring your stuff. then when i got back to the classroom. 10 seconds after i sat down, the bell rang and i was off to study hall. why is life always like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M IN BAND!! have you ever seen anyone so enthusiastic about being in band? ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;gonna be with shannon, jalana, karalee and all my other band friends. yay! but i know it's gonna be kinda stressful. bleaa. okk. that's all for today. so longg! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111866580200478602?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111866580200478602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111866580200478602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111866580200478602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111866580200478602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/friday-was-such-great-day.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111845788299161544</id><published>2005-06-10T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T22:08:56.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEEELLLLOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! just got back from my 8th grade social and it was SO DAMN&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; FUNN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DANCED AND JUMPED FOR 2 HOURS STRAIGHT AND NOW I'M FEELING HYPER...unfortunetely, my legs are damn tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also sweated a lot. amazingly, i still smell good. amazing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got the songs stuck in my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stacie's mom has got it going on..lalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nineteen, nineteen, 1985!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;working at the carwash yea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey! switch it, turn it over and hit it!..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEEYYY HEYYY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cuz i ain't no hollaback girl. no ain't no hollaback gurl..this sh* t is bananas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B A N A N A S!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey ma&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ma, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;this that shit that make you groove, mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;..  REEEWINDD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;welcome to the candy shop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they also play slow soul songs which got very boring cuz you couldn't jump to it and several girls and guys randomly picked each other to dance with. they made the last song be a slow song. that's so stupid. hmph! i didn't get to prepare to dance and jump for the LAST TIME for the night. -frowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor margeret hurt her elbow.. had so much more fun than in p6. never expected to. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i first got to the high school where the dance was held, ryan was standing there. apparentely, he was interviewing people. he was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teachers looked so bored. they were supposed to chaperon us and they were all sitting at a small round table in a seperate room than everyone. what's the use of chaperoning then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;won a gift card for dunkin' donuts ((: some person won an mp3 player..I WANT THAT! mine's broken ): -pouts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO HYPERRRR!!! ahaha..oh yea, besides jumping and dancing, i was also SCREAMING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAD SOOOO MUCH FUN!!! (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so long for now. BUHBYES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- hyperish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111845788299161544?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111845788299161544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111845788299161544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111845788299161544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111845788299161544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/heeellllooooooooooo-just-got-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111840681747482027</id><published>2005-06-10T08:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T08:33:37.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>told mel that i would update this bloggie today, so i shall. feeling so tired. slept at 3 am last night. trying to finish my hw. guess this is what i get for procrasinating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a really quiet day. yayee! i have no more verb blasts to do. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i do? oh yea, got back my tye-dye t-shirt. was horrible. though mommie sad it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYEEEEE!! the o.c. RETURNED! for the summer season. (((: it was super niceee! and so funny. here's a summary of the stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caleb didn't die..i have no clue what happened at that part&lt;br /&gt;alex came back and she and seth go back together&lt;br /&gt;summer is now with zack&lt;br /&gt;lindsay also returned. so she and ryan are kinda together&lt;br /&gt;marissa got drunk&lt;br /&gt;marissa's dad is going away to hawaai for i forgot why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first episode was so funny. especially one scene when seth ot drunk because he was trying to be a bad boy and impress alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..today, having this boat race thingie for science. what else. oh  yea, having my 8th grade social todayy ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..so long now, buhbyes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111840681747482027?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111840681747482027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111840681747482027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111840681747482027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111840681747482027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/told-mel-that-i-would-update-this.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111814750082992286</id><published>2005-06-07T08:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T08:31:40.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is sooooo cool! it's so freakin' &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;COOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;everyone has gone off to augusta to play in the state house for i have no clue who. well, at least everyone in the school band. in other words, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ..ahaha..practically everyone. cuz practically everyone is in the school band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool right? it's like all of us who aren't in the school band have the school all to ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..imagine how small lunch will be..like only 30-40 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just read rosanne's blog.. zy is not a guy ahaha. yupp. have to agree with her. and also that all guys fucking SUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diffentely agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a cool site i found...&lt;br /&gt;http://deathclock.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go see when you'll die..muahaha..ahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. buhbyes. gonna play snake or tetris now..so long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111814750082992286?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111814750082992286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111814750082992286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111814750082992286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111814750082992286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-is-sooooo-cool-its-so-freakin.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111797777143436899</id><published>2005-06-05T08:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T09:22:51.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this post is gonna be really long. alot og things happened. but first i wanna tell a story or maybe it's stories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first one is about a dead mouse, mr wolotsky&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;[a lang arts and social stud cher]&lt;/span&gt; and ms schmearer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day when mr wolotsky was at ms schmearer's house, he saw a dead mouse in her car garage. so, he informed her and he took a piece of paper and just as he was about to pick up the dead mouse, ms schmearer said, "wait!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, mr wolotsky was about to scoop up the dead mouse and then throw it into ms schmearer's lawn. however, ms schmearer didn't want a dead mouse in her lawn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, she went back into the house and grabbed a shovel and pail [her niece used to use when they went to the beach] and then went back to the garage and was about to scoop up the dead mouse into the pail when mr wolotsky said, "wait".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he went to his car and took a piece of paper and wrote "C S I" on it. [ahaha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he put wire around the mouse and whatever other stuff those csi people put in the show and went to "investigate" the scene of the umm...death? and couldn't find a cause of death of the little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they picked up the mouse and carried it in a pail and walked to the park. there, they "buried the dead mouse in leaves. before that though, mr wolotsky asked for good byes and they were like, "he was a good mouse and blahblahblah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they threw it in the woods such that no one would touch it in case of rabies and such. then they threw a pail away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;a cute story but they wasted lotsa time on a dead mouse. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next one is a mastercard commercial ms schmearer made a few weeks ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cost of plane ticket to see sister's wedding - $37&lt;br /&gt;cost of dinner - $4&lt;br /&gt;cost of being in a traffic jam - $0&lt;br /&gt;cost of breaking down to a operator of the airline to re-schedule tickets - priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it priceless? the operator kept screwing up and had to repeat the personal info again and again and again. then ms schmearer broke down and the person gave it to herfor free! ahaha. happened to my mom too!&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that's all the stories for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;finally got a hundred for my verb blast for french ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched star wars epi 3 (((: was super nice but also very sadd. was such a tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday - went shopping ((: bought myself a skirt and cut my hair but too short. can still tie it up but a few strands of hair would fall out. bleaa. can't wait for it to grow longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing i did this weekend, I ATE CURLY FRIES! ((X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-i love you curly fries! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111797777143436899?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111797777143436899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111797777143436899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111797777143436899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111797777143436899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-post-is-gonna-be-really-long.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111771564191905690</id><published>2005-06-02T08:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T08:34:01.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleaa. study hall right now. hmph. lafayette just threw a stupid pen cap at me. but not purposely. ahaha. hmm..so boring right now. everytime i'm bored in study hall, i go blogging. stupid right? addicted to blogging when i'm bored i guess. yeaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone is really bored except miss scheibenpflug during study hall. sigh. so sad. cannot go on yahoo games. stupid sch laa. go and ban for no reason and now i'm typing in broken english. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proof of how freaking homesick i am. hmm.. thinking of changing my password. should? i already know what to change it to but dunno if i should. should i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think rachel has gone off to italy. sighh. only have jie, yanhan and olivia to talk to. arhhhh. i really am homesick. ))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd, j___ seemed annoyed with me and i dunno why. like one minute she was talking to me and the next she stopped. so wierd. wahh...i wish somebody could be here in maine and in the same sch as me...like my jie! or rosanne or rachel or olivia. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad sarah is all the way in new jersey and yen is in cali. *pouts* this is a sad and depressing post. sigh. cuz i'm bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today gonna tye dye t-shirts for science as a lesson of chromatography. ahhh. why am i re-learning something which i've alredy learnt. hmm..i rmb miss chong telling us about the pronounciation. she was like /chro/mat/to/graphy/. ahaha. so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..think i'll go now. so long! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111771564191905690?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111771564191905690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111771564191905690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111771564191905690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111771564191905690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/bleaa.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111762908800065001</id><published>2005-06-01T08:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T08:33:49.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yayee! i managed to do that stupid interview of some babyboomer. ((: asked my neighbour. not the noisy one. some neighbour i bumped into in the car park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for social stud, gotta do some person of the decade of th 60's and who am i doing? marilyn monroe! ((: had three choices, abby something, the beatles or marilyn monroe and i chose marilyn. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, i have to set up a website about marilyn monroe! ((: yayee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot to say that i watched miss universe on monday! was ok. didn't really see miss singapore. according to my mom, the camera man must not have like miss singapore because everytime he's about to shoot her, he goes to another scene or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, ytd, i went to the miss universe webbie and looked for singapore. she didn't walk very gracefully in her gown. her skirt didn't flow very nicely behind her every step. then her swimsuit round, she also didn't walk very gracefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, canada won and my mom was glad because she didn't really like peurto rico. but i wanted latvia to win!! why not? she's so fabulous right? i loved her gown. ((: ahaha. so sad she was kicked out at the 3rd round. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..today gonna have pe. i'm so gonna kill lafayette. ugh. my knee still hurts!! hmph. he is so going to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. i sound so petty don't i? bleaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..whatelse to post about? hmm.. maybe nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still can't believe that we have to pay to go for the social. 5 bucks. you've gotta be kidding me. at least in rgps i only had to pay $1 and it wasn't even compulsory. rgps is like super rich. sigh. do i sound like a money face? i'm not. ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for the 17th. gonna go to sabago point! ((: gonna play mini golf!((: gonna have a barbeque buffet! but then again, i will be quite sad on that dayy. my french class is also having the barbeque in that day. wahhh! i'm gonna miss the reunion. hmmm..sabago point or bbq reunion? so hard to decide. anyways, it has to be sabago point. the plane tickets to ex for me to fly there and fly back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i shall really stop here. so long. good bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111762908800065001?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111762908800065001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111762908800065001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111762908800065001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111762908800065001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/yayee-i-managed-to-do-that-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111754338814964545</id><published>2005-05-31T08:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T08:43:08.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ughhh. i am so pissed. super pissed. why the heck am i on the stupid homework list. seesh. this is so dumb.  i already told him ugh. I LOST THE CRAPPY PAPER!! okay? you said you'd get more but is there more? NO. so how is it my fault?? stupid. ugh. this sucks. i'm blogging when i'm on the stupid homework list. arghhh. this so sucks. what the hell am i supposed to work on mr harmon?? seesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't get the bloody baby boomer sheet. i'm supposed to interview some person born from 1945 to 1955. WHO DO YOU EXPECT ME TO INTERVIEW?? i don't know anyone born between that decade. OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINE. i'll interview that meanie old lady then. ughh. this so totally suckssucksSUCKS. WTH am i doiing on the stupid homework list. bleaa. i shall take my mind off this THING for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate you lafayette. ugh. my knee still hurts from what you did! played kickball during pe. then lafayette tripped these guys and one of them RAN INTO MY KNEE!! and then when an idiot went to pull the guy, the guy's foot went up and kicked my knee AGAIN!. wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i hope that no cher sees what i'm writting. i dun wanna end up like meg. ms schmearer said she needed counseling after seeing the "depressing" things she typed. hmm.. if she saw what ra___ wrote, she'd ask her to go for counseling too. i don't wanna go for counseling. then there'll be in convenient trouble&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..what did i do. nothing. forgot what i did. oh yah. play pool with jie! or maybe that was sunday. can't rmb. or maybe both. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sunday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..i know for sure i did play pool with jie. on YAHOO! ahaha. then tokitokiBOOOMM!! and yahoo towers and some other games on yahoo. cuz we were damn bored. yar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;monday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;happy memorial dayy!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was memorial dayy. saw them march right outside my house ((: too lazy to go out. so watched it at my window. yah. also no school! (((: yayee!! ahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was my weekend. ughh. my knee still hurts and my mind is still on WHY THE HELL AM I ON THE BLOODIE HOMEWORK LIST??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm. bleaa. i wonder what i'm gonna do for the rest of this study hall. i say again, mr harmon is an immature,inexperianced cher. so long&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111754338814964545?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111754338814964545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111754338814964545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111754338814964545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111754338814964545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/ughhh.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111717442923298975</id><published>2005-05-27T01:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T07:30:58.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okies. i'm back from my shower. feel so clean. ((: hurhur. anyways, today had my french oral. was scary. i started freaking out and my mind went blank before french. luckily i revised while waitting and some bits came backk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my oral was a pictorial oral and we had to describe what ever was going on in one minute. it was a picture of all the rooms in the house and this is what i said &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;[too lazy to type the accents]&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;je m'appelle elisabeth soong.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;c'est une masion. il y a cinq chambres et une famille.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;c'est une cuisine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;[is the kitchen a feminine or masculine?]&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;il y a un personne avec une chien au le porte dans la cuisine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;il y a deux personnes dans la chambre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;[forgot how to say the living room]&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; il regardent le television&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;elle s'appelle rachel&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; [rachel just came to my mind :p]&lt;/span&gt;. elle chante et...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and time was up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;johnna said that she noticed that there was no toilets in the house. hurhurhur. was extra scary because my principal was there. and then she was like ten seconds left. the one minute passed really fast. like 5 seconds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to johnna, my personne sounds like poisson. ahaha. like fishie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i have my maths test ((: gonna finally change my seat. YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-so long! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111717442923298975?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111717442923298975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111717442923298975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111717442923298975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111717442923298975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/okies.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111716731644546143</id><published>2005-05-27T00:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T00:46:34.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here's something i got from someone's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you would have produced enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hardly seems worth it.)  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you farted consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is produced to create the energy of an atomic bomb.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now that's more like it!)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps out to the body to squirt blood 30 feet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh my.)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;A pig's orgasm lasts 30 minutes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In my next life, I want to be a pig.)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;A cockroach will live nine days without its head before it starves to death.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm still not over the pig.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories an hour.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't try this at home, maybe at work.)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached to its body. The female initiates sex by ripping the male's head off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;("Honey, I'm home.  What the...?!")&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The flea can jump 350 times its body length.  It's like a human jumping the length of a football field.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(30 minutes... lucky pig!  Can you imagine?)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The catfish has over 27,000 taste buds.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What could be so tasty on the bottom of a pond?)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some lions mate over 50 times a day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I still want to be a pig in my next life... quality over quantity.)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Butterflies taste with their feet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Something I always wanted to know.)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hmmmmmm...)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right-handed people live, on average, nine years longer than left-handed people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If you're ambidextrous, do you split the difference?)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elephants are the only animals that cannot jump.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay, so that would be a good thing.)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;A cat's urine glows under a black light.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I wonder who was paid to figure that out.)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know some people like that.)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Starfish have no brains.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know some people like that too.)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Polar bears are left-handed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If they switch, they'll live a lot longer.)&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Humans and dolphins are the only species known to have sex for pleasure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What about that pig??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his comments are quite humorous. haha. gonna post later. gonna shower now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-buhbyes ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111716731644546143?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111716731644546143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111716731644546143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111716731644546143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111716731644546143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/heres-something-i-got-from-someones.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111707857244102978</id><published>2005-05-25T11:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:16:35.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today something funny happened. two funny events. the first one was, LAFAYETTE GOT HIT IN IS BALLS! hahaha. the second event was.. WILL TOO GOT HIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor guys. but it was really funny. during p.e. when we were playing kickball or something, someone threw the ball which bounced around and then hit lafayette! HAHAHA. i'm so evil. laughing at them for getting their winkies hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then for will, it was the beginning of social studies and mr harmon was out of the classroom waitting for everyone to enter class. then misha made ryan clancy fall of his seat and then started erm..kicking him and then will too. then ryan hit will's erm..balls. ahaha. and he was jumping around the class in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr harmon saw it, and DIDN'T EVEN CARE!. omg. he's such a bad teacher. mr harmon was like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will, when will you stop getting into crap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took my vietnam war final quiz today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!! on friday there's gonna a maths test. (: after that, can change seats and i don't have to sit next to baxter. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is my french oral. ahhhhh. bleaa. i really should think like i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been rainning continuously for about 2 days. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like it's quite a good week so far except about doing quite badly for my debate and the french oral that is coming up. well, so long now. buh byes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111707857244102978?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111707857244102978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111707857244102978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111707857244102978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111707857244102978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/today-something-funny-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111696288551470196</id><published>2005-05-24T15:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T15:28:05.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleaa. had another same day. with all the usual stuff. science, still experimenting on household stuff to check whether they are acids or bases [alkaline].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my group's debate today. i lost. don't really care. i spoke too soft again. my mind was kinda blocked so my voice became soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms schmearer played a prank on the us during french. we were supposed to have our oral tomorrow and our verb blast the next day [thurs]. then she told us that the oral had been moved to thursday meaning that our verb blast quiz would be moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then everyone started asking all these qns and she slowly went around the room to those with their hands up for qns while leaving us in suspense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when everyone had no more qns about the verb blast days and such, she told us that it was TODAY. and told us we had 2 minutes to study our verbs. after the two minuts, she was like, ahaha. it's next week. okayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the verb blast was only on the verbs etre, avoir, faire and aller. I ALREADY LEARN'T IT LAST YEAR! my bro says that those in sec 3 french in the moelc would be in the highest level of french in high sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro was at first in french one of high sch and then they moved him to french 3. shows how slow the curricular is. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, those who took spanish went to margarita's. it's a mexican restaurant. remember going there several years back.  ms schmearer doesn't want to take us  to a french restaurant as she took the spanish. )): she sayd the food is too RICH. because there's all sorts of rich food and stuff. hmm..i wonder if they had to pay to go to margarita's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel terribly homesick again. i'm too used to my singapore lifestyle. after mid years, watch movies in the lessons like CME. ooh. reminds me of last year when i watched the wishing stairs and the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate mr harmon. he's an inexperianced teacher. HE'S ONLY 27! he's like so immature. he's just like MR TSENG. omg! i was right when i said he reminded me of mr tseng. his attitude is like the SAME..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also hate miss scheibenpflug. she keeps saying this phrase, well, i'm gonna smile at you and say blahblahblah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's her most famous thing to say. it's so ugh sometimes. the best teacher i've ever is MRS SAMUGAM..mrs wong was too umm...FIERY. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs samugam is the best history teacher. ((: i love her stories. ((: she rockss! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eighth grade social dance is on the tenth of june. hmm..i wonder what it's like. making me remember of p6 graduation party. soooo funn!!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jack neo came! and so did that fat guy from i not stupid. he's really STUPID. he told us that he didn't get alot of the qns which WE DID GET. and then the another cast member, the tall one, also was there. i miss rgps )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woahh. this post is longg... haha. full of my memories. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;well, so long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111696288551470196?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111696288551470196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111696288551470196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111696288551470196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111696288551470196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/bleaa_25.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111685135821381656</id><published>2005-05-23T07:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T08:30:17.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleaa. i seriously think i'm suffer from insomia. did spell that correctly? anyways, once again, I COULDN'T SLEEP! ugh. my parents think it's insomia. ok. i don't care. this afternoon, i shall not sleep. i better not fall asleep in the afternoon. then, i can sleep at night. ((: yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched saturday night LIVE! ((: i love that show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit. my battery level of my laptop is damn low. there's only one third left. ugh. dun care. gonna use it up by playing tetris. ((: ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! it suddenly increases to a lifespan of 2 hours! but ugh. no! it's dropping. shit. oh yay! it rose. erm...ok..it keeps rising and falling. bleaa. stupid laptop. can't be bothered with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;yesterday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched star wars! but it was episode 2. watched it on FOX. haha. also watched HOLES. you know the book holes? this was the movie. never read the book though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also watched the day after tomorrow. kept switching between the two channels fox and hbo. then on the DAT, my bro was like, &lt;i&gt;wait! i haven't seen this part in sch yet because i was in the toilet!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;he was in the toilet for like umm.. 15 MINUTES!! what the heck was he doing in the toilet for 15 min?? my parents and i were like, &lt;i&gt;have you come out of the toilet yet?&lt;/i&gt; and he kept replying, &lt;i&gt;no. wait. soon.&lt;/i&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..then watched the final episode of grey's anatomy. that show so totally rockss! ((: and so does the o.c.!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are my two most fav shows. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. whatelse did i do? erm..tried sleeping for three hours and then decided to make instant noodles and go online and talk and ask for suggestions on how to sleep and how to do the crappy assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate my study hall now. so damn crowded. thanks to a cher who was away. so two study halls are combined. crap.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so screwed right now. i guess it's because i'm damn tired. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;- so long ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111685135821381656?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111685135821381656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111685135821381656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111685135821381656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111685135821381656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/bleaa.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111680545741546327</id><published>2005-05-22T19:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T19:44:17.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dunno what i'm blogging for. sigh. now feeling down. after so many days of being so happy. now i'm down and i don't know why. sigh. bleaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have nothing to blog about. so, byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- like i said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't know why i'm blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111680545741546327?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111680545741546327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111680545741546327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111680545741546327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111680545741546327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/dunno-what-im-blogging-for.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111672650609594307</id><published>2005-05-21T21:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T22:46:09.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changed the blog's skin. finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pinnk! haha. it's rainning in sg and it's rainning here too. it's rainning everywhere ((X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back my progress report yesterday. haven't showed my parents yet. quite okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alegebra[maths] a-b&lt;br /&gt;french. c-d[again] ):&lt;br /&gt;health. a-b&lt;br /&gt;lang arts. b-c&lt;br /&gt;p.e.. a-b&lt;br /&gt;science. a-b&lt;br /&gt;social stud.. b-c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think mr harmon was biase when he gave me a b-c for social stud. &lt;u&gt;biase not racist&lt;/u&gt;. i know the reason for getting that grade range in lang arts but i dunno what's the reason in social stud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms scheibenpflug thinks that i am fast learner for acids and bases because i "picked" it up so fast. hahaha. but the truth is, I ALREADY LEARN'T IT FOR GOODNESS SAKES. bleaa. i wanna learn something new. i don't want to learn something I ALREADY KNOW. seesh. my school's so slow. more like the city's curriculum is so sloww. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for today. buhbyes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111672650609594307?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111672650609594307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111672650609594307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111672650609594307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111672650609594307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/changed-blogs-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111661020173108147</id><published>2005-05-20T13:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T20:24:17.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>social stud. bleaa. just finished my final "BIG" quiz for december stillness. read julia's blog again. her blog is shooooo nice to read. i think i'm in a too happy of a mood right now? too much soda? too much caffiene. i think i spelt it wrongly. bleaa. don't really care. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does my blog make people feel good?? i don't get it. maybe it's because i'm too happy. always talk about happy things. i should change this blog to the happy blog! whheex! hahahha. or maybe i should just talk about sad things. hmm. how shall i do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha! i shall talk about this video i saw during health class abt an hour ago. unless of course mr harmon suddenly wants to say, "ok, put your laptops away!" well, he hasn't said it yet so here's what the video is abt. THE DANGERS OF CYBERSPACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. there's this 14 year old girl who met this guy from greece online in a chat room or something. despite knowing that he was 35 yrs old, she continued to talk and send emails and gave out her contact details and blahblah. SHE EVEN WANTED TO GET MARRIED TO HIM! -GASP! eeewwww! he's like so creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, her mom saw the emails and was telling her 14 yr old daughter to stop talking and chatting and contacting and blahblah-ing to himm. then when the daughter didn't listen, she took the kepboard to work. okayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then one day, when no body was at home, the girl went out of the house and the mom never saw again until one day, they found her in... GREECE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to the 35 yr old guy, who looked really ugh, he was rescuing her from a sexually abused enviroment. ??? okayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took the police a long time after they found the daughter to find the old guy. and found lotsa porn in the homes where he lived. there were lie 70 over disks of porn about the 14 yr old girl! then they found all these porn sites on his email and according to the old guy, he was doing it for a good cause. he was AGAINST porn. hahaha. as if.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when he was interviewed while in jail, he said that he really loved the 14 yr old girl even thought he MARRIED AND HAD A CHILD. then he was like, &lt;i&gt;you american so stuck about age&lt;/i&gt;, in this german accent..because he's a german..DUH. it was like what&lt;i&gt;eva&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..is that sad? not really. i'm seriously TOO HAPPY. WHY? &lt;i&gt;i have no clue&lt;/i&gt;. why am i using so much italics?? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool. i wasted half an hour typing this. ((: only 7 minutes left for the period to be over. more ((: hahahah. buhbyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;- i'm a happy person.hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111661020173108147?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111661020173108147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111661020173108147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111661020173108147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111661020173108147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/social-stud.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111659261416967325</id><published>2005-05-20T08:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T08:36:54.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched the last episode of the oc. ((: but missed the first ten minutes. shal write what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seth's mom has a drinking problem&lt;br /&gt;seth's grandpa died of drwoning in the pool due to a heartattack.&lt;br /&gt;seth's mom got all drunk during the funeral&lt;br /&gt;next day, seth's mom went to rehab.&lt;br /&gt;marissa's mom and dad got back together.&lt;br /&gt;ryan found out about what happened between trey and marissa when he and seth went to miami.&lt;br /&gt;went over to trey's and a fight started.&lt;br /&gt;marissa started freaking out when trey was suffercating ryan and saw a gun. so she shot trey. then the show ended.&lt;br /&gt;then watched the apprentice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..i think sg is behind the apprentice by one year. the apprentice they are showing here is apprentice 3 but i  think sg is apprentice 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, watched the season finale of the apprentice 3 LIVE. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played soccer yesterday during pe. WE FINALLY PLAYED OUTSIDE! ((: was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;I TRIPPED LAFAYETTE! (((: muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science, continued the stupid acids and base experiment. seth is such an idiot. he used the litmus paper to look for the pH no. hahah. i told him like three times that it was for checking whether the solution was an acid or a base. bleaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT DARTH TATER! ((: it's darth vader, mr potato head version. soooo cutteeeee! it has these big eyes! ((: i want it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study hall is gonna be over in about ten minutes. so buhbye ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;- i want you darth tater!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111659261416967325?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111659261416967325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111659261416967325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111659261416967325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111659261416967325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/watched-last-episode-of-oc.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111650541431196872</id><published>2005-05-19T08:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T08:23:34.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realized that seth is shorter than me. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday during health, talked about sex alot. haha. never knew there were such people who'd make out with dead people. then also talked about date rape and lotsa other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;social studies. mr lonsway came in again to show us some slides from the vietnam conflict/war. i love those slide projector thingies. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleaa. what should i do during this study hall? dunno. sigh. damn bored. gonna try and go to habbo hotel. quite doubt i'll be able to do so because of the plug-in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-buhbbyes! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111650541431196872?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111650541431196872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111650541431196872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111650541431196872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111650541431196872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-just-realized-that-seth-is-shorter.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111643044238002414</id><published>2005-05-18T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T11:34:02.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleaah. lang art. doing debate stuff. ugh. i did my rough draft wrongly. so i stayed up last night for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was good charlotte's and simple plan's concert...sigh.&lt;br /&gt;today is my bro's b'day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy b'day bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had science earlier. WHY THE HECK AM I DOING ACIDS AND ALKALINES AGAIN???&lt;br /&gt;they haven't even learned it yet?? this school's seriously behind. did some acids and alkaline experiment today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used iodine, litmus paper [red and blue], cabbage juice and pH paper.&lt;br /&gt;my experi partner is some idiot. bleaa. he thought that the litmus paper could tell the pH# and was bringing up to the chart and looking for the pH#. &lt;br /&gt;hahaha. see. they dunno much about acid and alkalines/bases/whatever else you wanna call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths. totallly sucked.&lt;br /&gt;byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111643044238002414?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111643044238002414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111643044238002414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111643044238002414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111643044238002414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/bleaah.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111633272332565940</id><published>2005-05-17T08:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T08:25:23.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dunno what i'm doing now. so bored and tired in this study hall. but different from ytd. can't sleep in this study hall. too many people. ytd, they all went to the game room but today, no game room. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no clue what i'm going to do. figure out the source script thing of grey's anatomy i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what the song means. well, sorta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else. dunno. so bored.so tired.so crappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-thin, original pringles. &lt;br /&gt;so thin.so crispy.so original.so yummy ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111633272332565940?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111633272332565940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111633272332565940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111633272332565940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111633272332565940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-dunno-what-im-doing-now.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111629884343006483</id><published>2005-05-16T19:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T23:00:43.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now i really, really hate maths. ugh. got back my test results. not upset over the test results but upset over my sitting position in class. ugh. i have to sit with baxter and tyler. totally sucks. so lonely in maths. i should've sat next to dan and connor instead. at least they wouldn't leave me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhh! hope i change seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i love to use itunes. it's so nice to use. plus, don't have to go through the errors and stuff that wmp goes through. ((: everything is just there! now i know that i have 125+ songs ((: hahaha. also know how much my music's totally space is. if not, i download too many and slow down this laptop. now, i want an ipod! ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also got back my science test results. hmm.. such a coincidence that both my test results are 88. for science got the lucky dip paper thing but for maths, nopes. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing interesting happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna change my music to the theme song of grey's anatomy. the song sounds abit mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nobody knows where they might end up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nobody knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nobody knows when they might wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nobody knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh oh, suppose i'll never know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only prob now is that i have to find it. wanna hear it? http://abc.go.com/primetime/greysanatomy/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- buh byes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111629884343006483?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111629884343006483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111629884343006483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111629884343006483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111629884343006483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/now-i-really-really-hate-maths.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111624637510355148</id><published>2005-05-16T08:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T08:27:49.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;i don't like mondays&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a song that just goes, i don't like mondays and today is monday! hahaha. seriously hating this monday. first of all, feel like i'm having a bad hair day. my bangs keep falling down, infront of my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another reason why, I COULDN'T SLEEP LAST NIGHT! was tossing and turning. only managed to sleep at 5 AM! woke up at 7 again. supposed to be 6. keep waking up later and later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, anyways, i'm feeling oh' so very TIRED right now. maybe i should sleep. too bad they don't have a sleeping study hall. they have a game room study hall but they don't have a sleeping room. bleaa. gonna restart this laptop after posting. if not, my laptop will be damn slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..maybe i should sleep right now. mrs scheibenpflug isn't around and an idiot is also sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you rachie! walk away is really nice. i love it! I LOVE GOOD CHARLOTTE..but i CAN'T go to their concert. bah. it's tomorrow. no point moaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;maybe i am scared&lt;br /&gt;to face the things i feel&lt;br /&gt;it's easier to just walk away from everything..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. good night. i might wanna sleep in this crappy study hall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;- zzZZz..slEeep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111624637510355148?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111624637510355148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111624637510355148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111624637510355148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111624637510355148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-dont-like-mondays-theres-song-that.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111614774803295669</id><published>2005-05-15T04:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T05:07:03.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NO FAIR!&lt;br /&gt;no fair no fair no fair NO FAIR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO TO SEE GOOD CHARLOTTE AND SIMPLE PLAN SO BADLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;but my parents won't allow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they think it's bad influence. stupid...ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched eurotrip. was disgusting but yet funny. lotsa vulgarities and nudity...explaining the disgust of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched hot chicks. so funny. the guy had to act like a gay. hahaha. and then the mom liked her and her friend liked her and her boyfriend thought that she was a gay janitor. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched anger management...&lt;br /&gt;i am pretty&lt;br /&gt;and witty&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. the song is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...what else did i watch? oh yes. a few minutes of what happened after the gay bar incident in american wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss rosanne now. thinking of american wedding reminds me of her and when we were at her house last year watching it. we were supposed to practise for 2.4 but then it was rainning and so we decided to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the first 30 min of the day after tomorrow. was okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier talked to rachel and olivia as a group chat. we wanted to talk together like last time in french ((: but unfortunetely, it was quite short )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- i'm so terribly homesick ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111614774803295669?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111614774803295669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111614774803295669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111614774803295669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111614774803295669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/no-fair-no-fair-no-fair-no-fair-no.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111604321637886344</id><published>2005-05-13T23:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T00:42:17.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THINK. violence is for people who DON'T.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;had d.a.r.e. today. forgot what it stands for but we watched this video on violence and how we should control our anger and all. and the beginning was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK.&lt;br /&gt;VIOLENCE IS FOR PEOPLE WHO&lt;br /&gt;DON'T.&lt;br /&gt;..THINK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had pe today too. played soccer. was so funn ((: ryan has become such an idiot. thought he was one of those non-idiotic guys but like i said before, all guys are the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had two tests today..maths and science. science first. damn easy ((:&lt;br /&gt;maths...okay la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA WATCH MR AND MRS SMITH! yay! they rated it pg13 and not R as i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on thursday, watched the oc..soo nice!! then was followed by two last episodes of the simple life 2. quite funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today watched TRL on mtv and was a star wars edition. they were at some skywalker mansion or something. then good charlotte did this live performance of we believe.. ((: but they changed the lyrics a little. it was like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we believe&lt;br /&gt;we believe&lt;br /&gt;in star wars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. more stuff that happened today. ms schmearer is away because she's going for a wedding. so today, had the most boring relief cher ever. all we did was the work on the board and we weren't allowed to TALK. stupid cher. then everyone was saying that the only time we actually spoke in french during french was for poi and this cher wanted us to talk in french for the whole lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my table started to laugh, the cher was all, concentrate on your please.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past two days, watched this video abt this guy who went to vietnam for the war aka the vietname conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the video started with this song, goodnight saigon or something..the lyrics was kinda erm...unusual.&lt;br /&gt;the song was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we came spastic..&lt;br /&gt;..left in plastic...&lt;br /&gt;..they sent us &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;playboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they gave us bob hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. today's video was kinda sad to me. was talking abt post rauma syndrome of after the war. it was the first war america lost and they were so ashamed. it's so sad. like, after the war, they all were traumatized and then they were jobless, out wondering on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here i am being all upset and confused abt that idiot when there are issues so much worse. then the video was saying how the iraq war now is like the vietnam war then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when john f. kennedy said, "not what your country can do for you but what you can do for your country" he was trying to get people to volunteer to go and fight..i'm kinda dumb abt this. haha. thought he said that for an electi0on or something...but it's kinda sad. all the people ans children who died and were traumatized. sigh..i think tt's it for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- buhbyes! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111604321637886344?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111604321637886344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111604321637886344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111604321637886344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111604321637886344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/think.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111590030038322651</id><published>2005-05-12T08:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T08:18:20.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changed my blog song to we believe by good charlotte. this song so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a woman crying out tonight&lt;br /&gt;Her world has changed&lt;br /&gt;She asks God why&lt;br /&gt;Her only son has died&lt;br /&gt;And now her daughter cries&lt;br /&gt;She can't sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downtown&lt;br /&gt;Another day for all the suits and ties&lt;br /&gt;Another war to fight&lt;br /&gt;There's no regard for life&lt;br /&gt;How do they sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;How can we make things right?&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna make this right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;In this love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all the same&lt;br /&gt;Human in all our ways and all of pain&lt;br /&gt;(So let it be)&lt;br /&gt;There's a love that could fall down like rain&lt;br /&gt;(Let us see)&lt;br /&gt;Let forgiveness wash away the pain&lt;br /&gt;(What we need)&lt;br /&gt;And no one really knows what they are searching for&lt;br /&gt;(We believe)&lt;br /&gt;This world is crying for so much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;In this love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;In this love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this world&lt;br /&gt;Is too much&lt;br /&gt;For you to take&lt;br /&gt;Just lay it down and follow me&lt;br /&gt;I'll be everything you need&lt;br /&gt;In every way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;In this love&lt;br /&gt;(In this love)&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;(In this love)&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;(In this love)&lt;br /&gt;We believe&lt;br /&gt;(In this love) &lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;gonna play tetris now i guess. byes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111590030038322651?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111590030038322651/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111581406519556518</id><published>2005-05-11T08:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T08:21:05.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ugh. like my day couldn't get any worse. but i know it will some how. it's only the beginning of today afterall. today, it's half day. i'm supposed to be happy about it right? well, kinda glad today's half day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost got to school late. arrived at my locker, a group of idiots was there looking at my locker. i should have gotten a lock right? they saw that i had ten dollars in it. then they asked if i knew of it and i said yah. i feel like i don't care whether they take the ten dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another bad thing, i left my keys at home. what's wrong with me today? ugh. can't wait for school to be over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111581406519556518?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111581406519556518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111581406519556518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111581406519556518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111581406519556518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111572795486416869</id><published>2005-05-10T08:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T17:17:06.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday kinda sucked. some idiot waited till i got down from the car and then opened the school door for me. ugh. now my mom thinks he likes me. not really thinks but a lil' bit of her does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anopther reason why yesterday felt horrible is because i wore my shirt backwards. only realized it when lining up for lunch. it's like my front was strangliong me. fortunetely, it wasn't obvious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday mr harmon was teaching the conflict of vietnam again. you know how he pronounced the guy's name this time? &lt;i&gt;mao say dang&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran my mile too. hmm..was ok but every was in pain. i had&lt;br /&gt;an earache&lt;br /&gt;a headache&lt;br /&gt;a stomache ache&lt;br /&gt;leg ache&lt;br /&gt;what else aches did i have?&lt;br /&gt;running in 14 deg celsuis is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;your ears will ache and then you get a splinting headache. aaghh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched cinderella story again.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; i feel like i'm waitting for him. waitting for the impossible. why am i waitting? now when i talk to him it feels so different. like there's this awkwardness between us. it's like when i first talked to him on msn, it was like talking to nobody. then, it was like talking to a close friend. but now, it feels quite awkward...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. my life truly sucks. nothing else to post about. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111564248946974181</id><published>2005-05-09T08:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T08:41:29.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's study hall..bleaa. got nothing to do. here's what i did on the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed at home. watched tv all day. rainning all day. made me feel..umm..like not going out. watched &lt;i&gt;meet the barkers&lt;/i&gt; on mtv. quite nice. their baby is sooo cutee! ((: they cut their baby's hair like a rocker's hair. sooo cutteee! and then when the guy turned on the stereo in the car, the baby was bouncing up and down and nodding his head to the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else did i do? hmm..watched hbo. kept scrolling through all  the hbo channels every hour to see whether there was a nice movie on. saw cinderella story..well, the last half hour of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched this documentary on lindsay lohan's life. hilary and her are not enemies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the last thing i watched, was the last hour of garfield. he was so cute but the movie was kinda stupid. it looked like a movie for kids 8 and below. their script sounded so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sunday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still quite rainy. stayed at home more and watched more tv...digital cab;e rocks on rainy dayys. watched one of the best romance-comedy movies ever. &lt;i&gt;something's gotta give&lt;/i&gt; or something like tt. was really nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about a music executive who fell in love for the mother of his young girlfriend after having a heart attack in her home. tt was the cable's summary of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the music executive was like 63 and the girl late 20s and the mom 50+ and then in the hosptal, a doc who's like 30 falls for the mom and it was so funny like love is all screwy and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also watched freaky friday. ((: that show was also super nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, watched grey's anatomy. i love that show! why did i watch so much tv? cuz my bro didn't let me use the comp for the whole weekend..apparentely, he was doing his homework..)): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;today&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;runrunrunrunrun...1 mile run..that' the only thing on my head at the moment..&lt;br /&gt;of all days i choose today to wear a t-shirt to school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;- buhbyess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111564248946974181?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111564248946974181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111564248946974181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111564248946974181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111564248946974181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-study-hall.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111542220074619328</id><published>2005-05-06T18:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T19:43:52.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos9.flickr.com/11372441_5d17d71952_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two reasons why i put this pic up.. first of all cuz it looks kinda cute. second reason, i'm feelin sad. i'm seriously having mood swings.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; [this isn't my hand]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yahh, i'm missing him. must get over that idiot. can't. so hard. actually quite simple...but yet not. i don't want to like another idiot just get over him...they're all worse. maybe, after a long period of time, i'll get over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it that i always have more feelings towards a song when it relates to me? it's like you wanna listen to all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today in social stud. we continued on the conflict of vietnam...mr harmon pronounced mao zedong's name wrongly..he was like mao &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sidong&lt;/span&gt;..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;health is one of the most time wasting lessons...and that's why i'm glad i'm in it. nothing to do ((: nice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have come to a conclusion. i SUCK at writting in pencil. i write in pen better than writting in pencil..is that an irony? and you know how they said that mixed schools is better for sec sch cuz they make you more mature? mixed school actually made me more immature. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss rgps. i miss eloise..ipw in p4, we kept laughing and laughing and talking abt nothing related to ipw. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had two quizzes todayy. one for lang arts and one for social stud. one cher, mr har and both had to do with reading. lang arts, huck finn final (big?) quiz. lang arts, smal l reading quiz..first time i've actually passed a small reading quiz. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a fire drill today. second this week. wierd huh? anyways, cuz the spitting idiot is in my homeroom, he was in the same line as me. and when he came out, misha was like, what happened to your pants? lol. lucky for him his shirt was long. hahaha. can't get that out of head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's abt it and jie, hope you get to presbyterian high! ((:&lt;br /&gt;dun move to indo! what if i do return and then you are gone, leaving me alonee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-and my weakness is that&lt;br /&gt;i cared too much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111542220074619328?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111542220074619328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111542220074619328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111542220074619328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111542220074619328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/two-reasons-why-i-put-this-pic-up.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111535051478411582</id><published>2005-05-05T23:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T23:46:58.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>checked my spine today. the nurse didn't tell me whether my spine's right or wrong. ):&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to check before pe but mrs coobs wanted me to check it after pe because she said she didn't want me miss running. what? she's really a bitch. anyways, after running, mrs coobs told me to go to the nurse and a few people thought it was because i wasn't feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got to the nurse's office, saw amanda and that idiot, lafayette. thought i'd be the only one sitting outside in the hallway. apparentely, amanda was there because she didn't run. haahah. it's so useless just sending them to the office because they didn't run in pe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! i've mastered balancing equations for sure. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today in social studies, started something new. now doing the "conflict" of vietnam. then when mr harmon said that rice grows in water, everyone was like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT?&lt;/span&gt; hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid bus is so toot. actually more like the bus driver. everyday, so freaking impatient. HELLO IMPATIENT BUS DRIVER! if we can be patient waitting for you on days you come late, you can be patient waitting for more students right?&lt;br /&gt;today i didn't miss the bus but lotsa other students did. the guy is so toot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier, watched the oc. they showed a bonus episode! (((: maybe they changed the ending cuz it's like after the bonus epi, i expected the last epi to be nxt week but next week is the second last epi. well, very happy about the bonus epi..lotsa things happened in one episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna do my work now so, byes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- the o.c. so totally ROCKS! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111535051478411582?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111535051478411582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111535051478411582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111535051478411582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111535051478411582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/checked-my-spine-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111525624619019209</id><published>2005-05-04T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T21:24:06.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleea. my day totally sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday&lt;br /&gt;chatted with rosanne. she was the only one online either than calvin, zhiyong, jessie and some other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complained to her abt how behind i felt the school was ESPECIALLY FOR FRENCH.&lt;br /&gt;told her abt mr johnston and she said that he was stupid. then told her abt science and balancing equations. then she told me that she was still learning it in science and that we're supposed to learn it when we're in sec3. kinda made me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;did crap in study hall.&lt;br /&gt;science, more balancing equations.&lt;br /&gt;idiot sitting infront of me has started copying again.&lt;br /&gt;just realized a few weeks ago that the spitting idiot sits in the same spot as me for science.(diff lessons)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a coincidence right? but i do not like him ok. HE SPITS FOR GOODNESS SAKES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths, was called down to the office at the beginning of lessons. apparentely, the nurse wants to check my spine tomorrow before pe. oooh. spine check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else happened? hmm..took a big quiz in social stud. sigh. i'm gonna flunk it. when i told johnna i wanted to flunk it, she said tt i'd have to take a retest then. hai. then, hope i pass but i feel i'm gonna do badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna chat online again! staying up till 2 am just to talk to friends..worth it? quite used staying up already..even in sg. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- buhbyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111525624619019209?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111525624619019209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111525624619019209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111525624619019209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111525624619019209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/bleea.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111516632094668146</id><published>2005-05-03T20:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T20:42:02.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/melovecyxc/7f794034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting poem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, ytd what did i do? hmm..&lt;br /&gt;played tetris for the first time on my laptop..not first time in my life..DUH..but the first time it has been played in my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparentely, playing tetris after not playing it for a long time is fun. especially when you're bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some crappy model things during science.&lt;br /&gt;maths totally sucked. not suprised at all that i'm not a group leader. finally, i'm not it.&lt;br /&gt;lang arts..wasted my time..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;health. watched this stupid video clip abt abused relationships/sex and blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;wasted my time in study hall..went to the moelc webbie to do some french revison stuff. wow, missed alot of stuff. blea..stupid sch so sloww&lt;br /&gt;..did stupid models again for science&lt;br /&gt;more crap in maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched a movie during lang arts!..okayy, not really that enthu abt it. it was a movie of huck finn. watched itbefore on disney ch. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch seems to be getting better. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran for pe...OUTSIDE! (((:&lt;br /&gt;was like running in an air-con room! then why did i run so badly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to mrs coobs [aka. the bitch], she said i ran too fast. sigh&lt;br /&gt;don't really care laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french..watched this movie of the holocaust in france. wahhh. what happed to all the other types of french movies like last yr in moelc..)): miss the days so much. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;~le pappilon~&lt;br /&gt;still rmb that movie..first french movie ever watched..lol&lt;br /&gt;then there's also tt fanfan movie&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. all those ,vovies were always so funny and original. but the movie that i watched today was more on history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is abt it for my day i guess.&lt;br /&gt;just finished studying for my quiz tomorrow in social stud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- buhbyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111516632094668146?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111516632094668146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111516632094668146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111516632094668146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111516632094668146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/interesting-poem.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111499935011771712</id><published>2005-05-01T21:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T22:07:40.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>beverly hills - weezers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I come from isn't all that great&lt;br /&gt;My automobile is a piece of crap&lt;br /&gt;My fashion sense is a little whack&lt;br /&gt;And my friends are just as screwy as me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to boarding schools&lt;br /&gt;Preppie girls never looked at me&lt;br /&gt;Why should they?&lt;br /&gt;I ain't nobody&lt;br /&gt;Got nothing in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beverly Hills&lt;br /&gt;That's where I want to be&lt;br /&gt;Livin' in Beverly Hills&lt;br /&gt;Beverly Hills&lt;br /&gt;Rolling like a celebrity&lt;br /&gt;Livin' in Beverly Hills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all those movie stars&lt;br /&gt;They're all so beautiful and clean&lt;br /&gt;When the housemaids scrub the floors&lt;br /&gt;They get the spaces in between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live a life like that&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be just like a king&lt;br /&gt;Take my picture by the pool&lt;br /&gt;'cause I'm the next big thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beverly Hills&lt;br /&gt;That's where I want to be&lt;br /&gt;Livin' in Beverly Hills&lt;br /&gt;Beverly Hills&lt;br /&gt;Rolling like a celebrity&lt;br /&gt;Livin' in Beverly Hills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is I don't stand a chance&lt;br /&gt;It's something that you're born into&lt;br /&gt;And I just don't belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I don't&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a no-class beat down fool&lt;br /&gt;And I will always be that way&lt;br /&gt;I might as well enjoy my life&lt;br /&gt;And watch the stars play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beverly Hills&lt;br /&gt;That's where I want to be&lt;br /&gt;Livin' in Beverly Hills&lt;br /&gt;Beverly Hills&lt;br /&gt;Rolling like a celebrity&lt;br /&gt;Livin' in Beverly Hills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beverly Hills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;find this song kinda funny. lol. nothing happened today so no updates. tomorrow is monday and have to go to sch.&lt;br /&gt;saddened. sg no sch but here got cause the labour days are different. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's study hall might not update either. most probably be bz doing finishing touches on my screwed biog.&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes! gonna watch grey's anotomy. ((=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111499935011771712?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111499935011771712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111499935011771712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111499935011771712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111499935011771712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/beverly-hills-weezers-where-i-come.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111499302554179508</id><published>2005-05-01T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T20:17:05.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now playing: untitled - simple plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dedicate this song to jie. it's a nice one. hope you feel betta ok? don't think abt it too much. maybe she's trying to distract you from studying for the exams. so, just forget abt it for the time being and concentrate on studying ya? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. almost done with my screwed up biog. have abt 2-3 qns left to write. dunno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;someone tell me what i'm most confident abt..tt's all i need to know at the moment...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111499302554179508?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111499302554179508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111499302554179508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111499302554179508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111499302554179508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/now-playing-untitled-simple-plan-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111491600280015811</id><published>2005-04-30T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T00:31:50.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>because my bro had this deep strong urge to talk and &lt;i&gt;help me&lt;/i&gt;, my parents made me listen to his crap for half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt; la. you don't even have a clue to what the heck i'm doing. though many times i state i have no clue what the heck i'm doing, i do know what i'm thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what he talked and yakked abt was completely off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111491600280015811?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111491600280015811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111491600280015811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111491600280015811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111491600280015811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/because-my-bro-had-this-deep-strong.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111491331587707681</id><published>2005-04-30T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T20:17:49.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH JUST FUCK IT OKAY!!?&lt;br /&gt;sorry jie that i have to be so vulgar in my post for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M DOUBLY AS PISSED AS EARLIER! I'M SOOOOOOOO FREAKIN' PISSED OFF BY MY BROTHER! seesh! could you just leave my alone!?! that idiot has nothing to do since i've gotten the comp which was 3 hours ago! but please don't forget spending an hour trying to chase you away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah! so what if i've been blogging complaints abt people and other inane stuff?!! SO WHAT!? I NEED SOMEWHERE TO LET GO RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always thought that younger sibilings were annoying than older but i guess i was wrong. OH SO VERY WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll tell you when i do need help okay?!! i doubt you even wanna help me. you just want to try and pressurize me like you said so you can use the comp. well, guess what? IT'S NOT WORKING! SO JUST FUCK IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- pissed, o' so very pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111491331587707681?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111491331587707681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111491331587707681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111491331587707681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111491331587707681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-just-fuck-it-okay-sorry-jie-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111490873162058917</id><published>2005-04-30T20:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T00:30:14.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm EXTRA PISSED today. becuase of yesterday and some other s____ stuff. i'm pissed at those ____. especially ____. you wanna take all that credit? FINE! why am i even giving a damn?!! i don't see a point talk to you all ANYMORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU'R ____ HAS NO DIFF! okayy?! it's still the same as the the other rest. it's not THAT special. even though you act shy, you can be such a biatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i still continue to see them and talk to them? at least i don't sit with them at lunch. i'm gonna ignore for as much as i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so pissed with this world. i still miss that idiot. i doubt he ever comes. what was the point telling him my password?? but still doesn't mean i'll stop referring him as him and idiot. i don't wanna sound like those people who are so attched to their ex-s and keep blogging abt it, but i realy miss him. i do wanna get over but i still wanna keep him as a friend. i'm so attached to having a friendship with him that i have been too scared to say anything to him abt how i like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but heyy! friendship is always better. LOVE MAKES ME SICK, despite me almost being in it...just realized it's the first time i've blogged the word despite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;YES. love makes me sick. i don't see the effing point why you should be. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unless it's friendship and family love.&lt;/span&gt; but bgr's and all the other r's are so pointless. it's like the r's are because of sex and bgr's cuz of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO POINT&lt;/span&gt;. i should never fall in love ever. unless of course it's some young billionaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. my expectations are damn high but that's me and just accept it. i'm not marrying some poor idiot! i either my dream guy or NOT MARRY! you can say i'm vain and blahblahvblahh but I DON'T CARE! it's my life! i'm the one with the choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure whether i'm pissed or not abt this.&lt;br /&gt;         s, I'M NOT EVEN INTERESTED IN YOU ALL! DON'T THINK I AM! you all are idiots. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even those chers!&lt;/span&gt;..i think i should be a saddist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. enough of that. friday was ok.&lt;br /&gt;mock trials.&lt;br /&gt;deliberating abt who was guilty and came the decision of that the defendant was.&lt;br /&gt;and so began the sunderson case. was so nervous when i had to go to stand and testify. swore on the history txt book and then sat on that tiny desk. doubt i even looked like a vp. i totally sucked. i could see mr harmon grading my performance. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna do my homework now. procrasinated long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- i repeat, screw the&lt;br /&gt;whole effing world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111490873162058917?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111490873162058917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111490873162058917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111490873162058917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111490873162058917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-extra-pissed-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111480099938133751</id><published>2005-04-29T14:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T21:37:07.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so fucked up. i missed the stupid bus. ugh! STUPID BUS!! WHY CAN'T YOU BE MORE PATIENT?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to walk home. MY LEGS WERE ALREADY ACHING FROM RUNNING! and i still had to walk home! i couldn't call my mom at the office. why? stupid phone kept going TOOT TOOOT TOOOOOOT TOOT TOOOT...got so fucked up and decided to walk home. luckily saw ally. but then later her dad came to pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;saddened. well, glad i'm home sweet home ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soz, not gonna post anything today. too tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-zzZz -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111480099938133751?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111480099938133751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111480099938133751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111480099938133751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111480099938133751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-feel-so-fucked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111475194333823005</id><published>2005-04-29T00:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T01:24:54.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!!! i calculated wrongly. it's not 3.2 km. it's 1.6!!!! (((:&lt;br /&gt;yay! p5 ran 1.6. p6 also ran 1.6.&lt;br /&gt;1.6 km=1 mile&lt;br /&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yay! no more 2.4. muahahahah to sg! jkjk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, now i have confidence to run. i should be able to ace this but my only prob is that monday was my fisrt time running in the year 2005. sigh. meaning haven't been running for half a yr. wow! so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today continued on our mock trails. ytd forgot to mention something weird that the cher did. you know how the court always ask the witness to swear upon the bible to the whole truth. well, we didn't swear on a bible but we did swear on a HISTORY TEXTBOOK!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, after closing statments were made, the jury,went to a 'deliberation' room to deliberate. i was also part of the jury. i'm juror no. 2...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deliberating was hard for ryan because he wanted to be the leader and then later, everyone didn't feel like listening to him and wanted gabi to be leader. then mr harmon walked in and asked if we were all ready and ryan was like,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they won't listen to me&lt;/span&gt;. ans then mr harmon said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now you know how i feel&lt;/span&gt;. and the whole 'jury' laughed. several minutes later, ding dong, bell rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow surely will do the sunderson case. i'm a gay-named vp(vice-principal)-witness! )): my witness role name is LESLIE! IT'S SUPER GAYY!! AND I'M A GUY??? NO! anyways, meg says when she question me, she's gonna call my ms stuart instead of mr stuart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEWWWW! HE'S A TRANSEXUAL!! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhh! today, green day had a concert. HERE! in MAINE!!! wahhh!! i missed it. imagine, seven am in sg when u all were going to school or in school, green day was having a concert. i wanted to go but didn't know abt. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays, replies to tags...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mel- - am at my side, pm at urs. yah, i'll be "online" at 8 am cuz of study hall but can only chat on tagboards cuz i can't connect to msn in sch...hai..stupid sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel - heyy! thx!((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olivia - used to have one but now dunno. i can go and create. what's urs? but dun think can go onto habbo hotel during study hall cuz i need plug-in and they dun allow me to download. sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111475194333823005?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111475194333823005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111475194333823005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111475194333823005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111475194333823005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/yay-i-calculated-wrongly.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111466873068273057</id><published>2005-04-28T01:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T03:00:42.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arhhhh! my legs are damn sore. ran on monday, was sore. then had to run today, doubley sore. i dun wanna run on fri. next week can but friday, NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;UGGHHHHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after p.e. had social stud. we did our mock trails today. not my group. there's two groups cuz there's two different court cases. so today the mock trail was&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; alli vs the state&lt;/span&gt;. mine is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sundersoin vs the state&lt;/span&gt;. anyways, it was so damn funny. why? cuz of sam, steven, ryan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;[skillings?]&lt;/span&gt; and a few others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, ryan&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;[defendant side]&lt;/span&gt; was one of the witnesses to testify and later on when sam&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; [prosecution side] &lt;/span&gt;asked him how did he know that the defendant never took drugs before she had said it and this caused a conflict which lasted for 10-15 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan got all pissed and was like, YOU'RE SCREWING MY BRAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when jalana&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;[i think. lawyer of defend.] &lt;/span&gt;said some objection thing, misha said something, which i have forgotten, that made the whole class laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then will and ryan&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; [clancy]&lt;/span&gt;, who were part of the jury, wrote on one piece of paper, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plz&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;and another sheet, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;and the third sheet, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slow down&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;so the first sign they put up was, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plz slow down&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;then later they put up, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plz STOP&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mr harmon was like all, jurors, behave like jurors if not he would down point them. then social stud ended. tomorrow we're gonna do the sunderson case. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was damn bored when i got home. was curios abt mtv so switched to the channel. saw &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pimp my ride&lt;/span&gt;. was nice. there was this one guy who got 3 PSPs!!! OMG!! I WANT!!!! HELLO!? &lt;u&gt;THREE&lt;/u&gt; OF THEM YOU KNOW?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing huck finn final assignment. crap lah. i dun wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;so long, good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-thx for tagging everyone! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111466873068273057?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111466873068273057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111466873068273057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111466873068273057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111466873068273057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/arhhhh-my-legs-are-damn-sore.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111461558538662855</id><published>2005-04-27T11:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T11:26:25.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right it's lang. arts, procrasinating about when i'm gonna do my final huck finn assignment and final draft of my screwed biog. one good thing though, i'm doing my final draft. well, sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd after sch didn't manage to watch it. nobody was at home but i couldn't get the video to start. so played gunbound. i'm still so noob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 1 am ytd. watched kung fu hustle.[redownloaded it] anyways, watched part of the first disk cuz it was still downloading. was so damn funny. it cut off at the part with the knife hitting the guy's shoulder. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today at sch so far..hmm...wasted my time again in study hall bloghopping, did i have no clue what in science, did some stupid geometery in maths and lang art, WASTING MY TIME. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read julia's blog. her post was so funny. well, at least me and her. she posted an episode of liu xing hua yuan that she wrote in p6. then she kept commenting in how stupid the show was. i kinda have to agree even though i saw every single epi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting to dislike 5566. can't believe i was infatuated in them in p5. their music is ok lar but they are so GAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO GET A LIFE. everyday, it's the same thing. wake up, got to school [even school is practically the same everyday]&lt;br /&gt;go home, go online,  find no one there, go to perfect 10, waste time doing stuff on it and then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is sooo ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kz. bye. wasted enough time posting. must go back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;- i miss jie!! ))):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111461558538662855?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111461558538662855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111461558538662855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111461558538662855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111461558538662855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/right-its-lang.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111451086405238596</id><published>2005-04-26T06:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T06:21:04.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at home. very bored. woke up a few hours ago. going to sch in umm...one hour. downloading kung fu hustle.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i can't watch it in theatres here, cuz it's rated R. i'm downloading it. and i dun wanna wait a few more months to see it on dvd/vcd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S WRONG WITH THIS COUNTRY?!? how can they rate kung fu hustle R?? too violent? yea right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, gonna watch it aftersch. yayayayay!!! ((X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111451086405238596?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111451086405238596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111451086405238596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111451086405238596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111451086405238596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111444292836575780</id><published>2005-04-25T10:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T01:26:40.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>W-O-O-T&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! that final assignment is due on thurs NOT TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;ONCE AGAIN I FEEL SO CAPITAL&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now it's lang arts. wasting time. ugh. still thinking what to write for that crappy assignment poem. staring at the chalkboard where mr harmon drew out this calendar for what's left for lang arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see now, so i must finish reading chap 36 by fri and the my final draft for chap 7 of my screwed biography is due nxt week. must finish reading the whole crappy book by wed. ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha! got it. i know how to write that stupid poem assignment. cassie's sitting nxt to me in class and she's doing her poem on florida...example of a poem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;F&lt;/b&gt;resh blahblah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;aunch blahblah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt; what ever sentence that begins with an O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;you get the pic right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;since majority say sg, i'll do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;unny weather, humid weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;n southeast asia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;N&lt;/b&gt;ice, tropical scenery&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;[agreed? except for the tropical more like urban ((x]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;ood grades, good future ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;n island surrounded by water and malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;lenty of NeWater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;ising nation that is young&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; [young nation on the rise?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;verlasting supply of&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; [dirty?]&lt;/span&gt;water!.. new water&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;can't think what to write for "o"&lt;br /&gt;why must i still joke around? maybe it's because I'M STILL STRESSED ABT WHAT THE HECK TO WRITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! i'm stressed again. miss being stress. but still not stressful enough to have the same feeling as singapore's stressfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la. i'll get back to seriousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, science, mr messer neva come. whheex! but...had to do some sucky notes writting. WTH MUST THEY FORCE US TO WRITE NOTES?!&lt;br /&gt;ok. gonna do my work now so buhbyes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111444292836575780?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111444292836575780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111444292836575780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111444292836575780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111444292836575780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/w-o-o-t-woooooooooooooot-yes-that.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111443290658775788</id><published>2005-04-25T08:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T08:41:46.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>study hall once again</title><content type='html'>school vacation is officially over. sad )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right it's study hall as usually. bleah. couldn't sleep last night. ugh. so right now damn tired. i think i screwed my timezone over the holidays.crap. but it was funn. managed to talk to some people. had a mini reunion. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still need to think abt what to write for my huck finn final assignment&lt;br /&gt;SCREW YOU TO WHOEVER THOUGHT ABT THE ASSIGNMENTS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i find it easier to write a poem abt anything than writting abt my favourite place. [memory: lit class.last year.nothing to do.write a poem about anything]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carvey sent me &lt;i&gt;another heartache&lt;/i&gt; by pug jelly. not as nice as the other one i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later is science. srap. mr messer is coming in for science.bleah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning got my report card from ms foster. haven't open yet. open at home. study hall is gonna end soon. byes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-it's all grown up..sort of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111443290658775788?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111443290658775788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111443290658775788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111443290658775788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111443290658775788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/study-hall-once-again.html' title='study hall once again'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111425835072880015</id><published>2005-04-23T08:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T08:31:53.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>msn is so totally screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self:&lt;br /&gt;stick to aMSN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please read the post before this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my search for yummy food is going ok i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's something interesting that i found while blog hopping &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;[a few are a bit perv]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;      Men are like..... Coffee.&lt;br /&gt;The best ones are rich, warm, full-bodied, and can keep you up all night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are like..... Commercials.&lt;br /&gt;You can't believe a word they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are like..... Computers.&lt;br /&gt;Hard to figure out and never have enough memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are like..... Bananas.&lt;br /&gt;The older they get, the less firm they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are like..... Government bonds.&lt;br /&gt;They take so long to mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are like..... High heels.&lt;br /&gt;They're easy to walk on once you get the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are like..... Weather.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can be done to change either one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are like..... Blenders.&lt;br /&gt;You need one, but you're not quite sure why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are like..... Chocolate Bars.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet, smooth, and they usually head right for your hips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are like..... Lawn Mowers.&lt;br /&gt;If you're not pushing one around, then you're riding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are like..... Lava lamps.&lt;br /&gt;Fun to look at, but not all that bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are like..... Mascara.&lt;br /&gt;They usually run at the first sign of emotion.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find this all quite true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my findings so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/258/2289/400/Lunch%20at%20Tong%20Ah_170405.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hor fun? forgot..still remember the taste of it..mmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i love blogging&lt;br /&gt;all this crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111425835072880015?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111425835072880015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i did some serious blog hopping with people i didn't know. it all started after publishing another post that i did abt half an hour before this one. anyways, was at my dashboard and scrolled down to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blogs on note&lt;/span&gt;. then, randomly clicked on a blog titled: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everyday sketch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what found there. lots of sketches and paintings. the person is damn good. it looked like those realistic-comical drawings. there sketch of bush and something with the thought of bombs. then clicked on the comments section and randomly clicked on this username who was malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out if curiousity, i looked at his blog and saw these pics of he's trip at some place in malaysia. saw these yummy food. this inspired me to have a search for blog's with YUMMY SPICY FOOD...found a pic of his doggy too. it's soooo CUUTTEEEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/16/5086/320/DSC00403.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my search for yummy SPICY food wasn't very successful (still searching). but i did find this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.wcities.com/www.wcities.com/cityrecords/112895.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm...CURRY FISHHEAD. i miss it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-mmm..food [=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111425502146597963?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111425502146597963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i noticed that i've kinda changed within the past few &lt;s&gt;years&lt;/s&gt; months. too long for it to be years. or maybe the past 2 years. and not kinda changed. more like changed ALOT. i dunno. well, i'm gonna change again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel annoying so from now onwards i'll just keep my bloody mouth SHUT. there's no point talking sometimes. going back to school on monday, i'm gonna shut my mouth and just MIND MY OWN BUSINESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to jay chou's qi li xiang. it also reminds me of a feeling.&lt;br /&gt;on my way home from french. waitting at the bus stop. and a light breeze everytime a car passed by. i miss that feeling too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it also reminds me of the cher's day concert at new town last year. the song was sung by some idiot who sounded like he was trying too hard to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of my music reminds me of me on my way home from french. why? cuz i have listened to practically all of them whenever i was on my way home french. okayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing else to say, type, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-qi li xiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111425073109267181?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111425073109267181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111425073109267181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111425073109267181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111425073109267181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-noticed-that-ive-kinda-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111416787014368485</id><published>2005-04-22T06:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T08:39:33.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm...oks. just downloaded msn messenger 7. might use it sometimes. yah. my vacation so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday started out talking with jiejie on msn. then jie opened another one with yanhan and then we started adding lotsa other people from rgps.&lt;br /&gt;WE HAD A MINI RGPS REUNION..whHeex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still feeling very CAPITAL&lt;br /&gt;TADA! jie see. i'm copying u now.((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so funn. added rebekah first. and then later jie added siok. then talked. then added clarice. then my comp screwed up. ugh. i couldn't send anything. so i watched the conversation slowly end. and quit. sigh. but hey. it was fun while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the o.c.  too.&lt;br /&gt;MARISSA AND RYAN KISSED&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had another mini reunion. this time just rebekah and jie and i. and it's still going on. everyone so upset abt their exams. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;school re-opening soon.&lt;br /&gt;aww..gonna miss talking to everyone. oh wells. will have to wait for another school holiday.&lt;br /&gt;*pouts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays. that's it. byes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-my weakness is that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i care too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111416787014368485?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111416787014368485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111416787014368485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111416787014368485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111416787014368485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/hmm_22.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111409062095998868</id><published>2005-04-21T09:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T10:45:15.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>poem for huck finn assignment</title><content type='html'>blahblahblah..lalala.&lt;br /&gt;my biggest worried abt homework is my final huck finn assignment&lt;br /&gt;i shall write it here..i have no clue what the heck i'm doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poem abt my favourite place which i find peaceful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;My favourite place&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;a favourite place&lt;br /&gt;where i can find peace and solace&lt;br /&gt;alike huck finn&lt;br /&gt;and jim the runaway slave&lt;br /&gt;from a book by mar&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;k twain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-US"&gt;my favourite place&lt;br /&gt;is surrounded by waters&lt;br /&gt;singapore, the paradise island (as if)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-US"&gt;my haven, my sanctuary (not really)&lt;br /&gt;a place with all my fri&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a place of fun (and stress)&lt;br /&gt;a place which has practically&lt;br /&gt;become my world&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-US"&gt;had to leave it&lt;br /&gt;made me become all upset&lt;br /&gt;made me homesick, depressed&lt;br /&gt;felt like committing suicide&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-US"&gt;had to take depression pills&lt;br /&gt;day dreamed about&lt;br /&gt;being back in my favourite place&lt;br /&gt;of peace and solace&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-US"&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-US"&gt;see, i have no clue what i'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's quite obvious i'm kidding abt the depression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-US"&gt;ok..gonna do it for real..but dunno how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-US"&gt;i repeat&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT THE HECK I'M DOING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-US"&gt;doing lotsa capitols todae&lt;br /&gt;copying jie&lt;br /&gt;feeling very CAPITOL&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-US"&gt;earlier, had a mini rgps reunion on msn.&lt;br /&gt;*big smile*&lt;br /&gt; well, sorta lah&lt;br /&gt;first started out with jiejie, yanhan and i. then we decided to add rebekah cuz i was talking to her but in another convo. then added siok and then clarice. then my comp screwed up and i anything i typed ended up being unsent.&lt;br /&gt;????&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-feeling CAPITOL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111409062095998868?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111409062095998868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111409062095998868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111409062095998868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111409062095998868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/poem-for-huck-finn-assignment.html' title='poem for huck finn assignment'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111400267245798867</id><published>2005-04-20T09:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T05:30:44.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>new skin</title><content type='html'>changed my skin again. might keep it for sometime.&lt;br /&gt;the song sounds kinda familiar but can't recall.&lt;br /&gt;i know it's a chinese song but dunno which. sigh.nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jie went off already..long time ago. sigh&lt;br /&gt;no one else to talk to at the moment. tomorrow,  is mt exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to everyone for their exams&lt;br /&gt;((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that's abt it for now.&lt;br /&gt;byes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111400267245798867?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111400267245798867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111400267245798867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111400267245798867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111400267245798867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-skin.html' title='new skin'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111391592605229816</id><published>2005-04-19T08:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T09:05:26.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cause jie was offline, talked to rachel. she also cheered me up with her story abt french oral. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;she did britney spears. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRITNEY SPEARS IS MARRIED TO AN ENGLISH TEACHER...&lt;br /&gt;elle est mariee un professeur anglais.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;ok. gonna stop here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111391592605229816?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111391592605229816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111391592605229816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111391592605229816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111391592605229816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/cause-jie-was-offline-talked-to-rachel.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111390646586638865</id><published>2005-04-19T06:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T07:19:22.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'>how did it get from that to this? from then to now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;how did it? it's like five years ago, most of us were all innocent lil' people. and now, we're no longer the same. even a year can change so much. so much changes that you look back and it's so suprising how from a simple and niave person..is now this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;even that idiot suprised me. alot.&lt;br /&gt;for once in my life, i actually felt broken. really broken. it was like this sudden jolt. but it's funny how it can be mended so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-but there would still be this scar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111390646586638865?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111390646586638865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111390646586638865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111390646586638865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111390646586638865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/how-did-it-get-from-that-to-this-from.html' title='how did it get from that to this? from then to now?'/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7767623.post-111386669758207834</id><published>2005-04-18T19:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T19:53:56.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changed the song. i like this song. it gives me this nice feeling.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more about what i've done so far for my school vacation... i cut my bangs&lt;br /&gt;again, by myself. haha&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;byes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7767623-111386669758207834?l=crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111386669758207834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7767623&amp;postID=111386669758207834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111386669758207834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7767623/posts/default/111386669758207834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappycrappyworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/changed-song.html' title=''/><author><name>lisais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15677377217109320235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://b3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01207/30/26/1207656203_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
