<?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-3285397</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:26:01.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>twisted</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>370</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76916775</id><published>2002-05-24T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-24T01:23:30.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cigarette.pitas.com"&gt;moved&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may be returning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76916775?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76916775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76916775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76916775' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76913636</id><published>2002-05-23T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-23T22:47:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=7&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;i've got the whole of eminem's new album in the comp&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, &lt;i&gt;worship&lt;/i&gt; me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76913636?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76913636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76913636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76913636' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76909723</id><published>2002-05-23T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-23T20:33:25.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>an entry specially for &lt;u&gt;mark&lt;/u&gt; to read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D wassup loser priest. im considerably kind to call you that considering the fact you call me the extremely mentally retarded loser nun. thanks dude. hell, i dont know what to say to you. its like im chatting with you right now and writing an entry specially for you, cos you wanted me to add new posts.. like wth!?!  by the way, whatever happened to your sms-only-on-weekends .. tsktsk. you just couldnt help it huh? see, i knew it. yay. im waiting for the chalet thing to come :D wonder who's going. yes, im really running outta words to say.. i think its better to chat with you. ciaos.      &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76909723?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76909723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76909723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76909723' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76885319</id><published>2002-05-23T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-23T08:40:08.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let me elaborate on the traumatising bus trip back from town.&lt;br /&gt;yikes. the man next to me was asleep and so was i.&lt;br /&gt;then !! he landed on my shoulders and i woke up. yikes. i got him off my shoulders and tried to move away from him. unfortunately i was sitting on the inside so there wasnt much space for me to move &lt;br /&gt;as usual, i panicked and then got pissed. AND THEN, i was scared. lols :\&lt;br /&gt;each time he 'swung' in my way i would, you know.. wince. hehs&lt;br /&gt;the two guys sitting behind saved my life! each time he came near me, they would kick the chair to wake him up. it worked a little. then, he became like 1cm away from me, so i couldnt help but jab in on his shoulders like at least five times. and nope, he just didnt feel it either and continued sleeping like a dead log. how annoying. these people should be labelled as, PIGS. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i mustmustmust tell y'all about the guys. they're cool people. as in, the typical cool &lt;b&gt;goodlooking&lt;/b&gt; people. &lt;br /&gt;haha. and when the sleeping swinging frankenstein woke up,  you should have seen how relieved i was. to think that that stupid sleeping swinging frankenstein started to give me that stare after he woke up as if i stole his wallet while he was asleep or something. i was like this close to ripping his ribs out. yea, you're right, violence is in my nature, its also my middle name. &lt;br /&gt;anyhoos. i shld be running along now. i wanna catch some sleep. :)&lt;br /&gt;got my mom's permission to not attend school tmrw &lt;br /&gt;woohoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76885319?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76885319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76885319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76885319' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76884261</id><published>2002-05-23T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-23T08:04:48.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>need a song to download? &lt;br /&gt;here's a suggestion. &lt;br /&gt;and that is, david usher-a day in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yahh, y'all have probably heard of it already. but i absolutely love it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you, you take away the world &lt;br /&gt;and i don't even know myself now&lt;br /&gt;so how can i know you&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to die&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to leave this place yet&lt;br /&gt;just give me one more try&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76884261?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76884261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76884261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76884261' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76883811</id><published>2002-05-23T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-23T07:49:57.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=cornflowerblue&gt;sparks fly when our worlds collide&lt;br /&gt;and i am falling at your feet&lt;br /&gt;stars shine so much brighter&lt;br /&gt;you make me wanna sit right by &lt;br /&gt;and watch the world falling at your feet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76883811?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76883811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76883811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76883811' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76882744</id><published>2002-05-23T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-23T07:15:21.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i actually have goodlooking neighbours around. wow.&lt;br /&gt;i figured he's this sji tracker, and he was playing football with my friends, and tackling shaun mostly.&lt;br /&gt;yuck. i think shaun has got breasts or something. &lt;br /&gt;he's an obese white thing. &lt;br /&gt;i was telling julian that shaun reminds me of a yummy chicken,&lt;br /&gt;and he replied in a very stern voice,&lt;br /&gt;' NO, he's a pig '     that, really cracked me up.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76882744?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76882744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76882744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76882744' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76879993</id><published>2002-05-23T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-23T05:42:28.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://partly-cloudy.org/honey/prep/tommy.gif" border="0" title="take the prep label quiz" alt="tommy"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76879993?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76879993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76879993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76879993' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76879841</id><published>2002-05-23T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-23T05:36:14.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://sami.deminished.com/blue.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76879841?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76879841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76879841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76879841' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76878603</id><published>2002-05-23T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-23T04:31:33.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gonna have piano lessons soon&lt;br /&gt;augh. sucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76878603?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76878603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76878603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76878603' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76844426</id><published>2002-05-22T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-22T09:14:16.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was just tlking to yan. &lt;br /&gt;she's way weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;what turn passive when she breaks with renee?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink"&gt;the sun won't shine since you went away&lt;br /&gt;seems like the rain's falling every day&lt;br /&gt;there's just one heart, where there once was two&lt;br /&gt;but that's the way it's gotta be,&lt;br /&gt;till i get over you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76844426?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76844426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76844426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76844426' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76843256</id><published>2002-05-22T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-22T08:44:03.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;. love is when she gives you a piece of your soul that you never knew was missing .&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76843256?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76843256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76843256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76843256' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76839414</id><published>2002-05-22T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-22T06:48:34.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay. new layout :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exams are finally over and guess what, im going to add on the my after-midyears list,&lt;br /&gt;that is when i do think new stuff to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels really good to stone and rave around at gardens, with &lt;u&gt;jun&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and i call it the headquarters of bungs. haha. &lt;br /&gt;its like their meeting area or something. its filled with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ugly ones though&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vernia calls me the niang butch ..&lt;br /&gt;- does the niang butch pose - &lt;br /&gt;ahahs. robin had better take good care of her stead, which is my stead. &lt;br /&gt;yeps, its a darn complicating triangular love affair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, im really glad that the damn exams are over. &lt;br /&gt;the past week seemed to pass like really slowly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this reminds me that i have this chalet thing with the churchhies. &lt;br /&gt;churchhies as in nicholas, mark, amanda, prav and pean . ? &lt;br /&gt;all these fellas have this tremendous hee-uge crush on amanda for a reason or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i will not turn this into a songbook&lt;br /&gt;but i just couldnt help but paste this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;it hurts when i thought i had gotten over you&lt;br /&gt;it hurts when together forever wont come true&lt;br /&gt;it hurts when one broken heart is how it ends&lt;br /&gt;cos it hurts to know that you are in love again&lt;br /&gt;it hurts when i see you, i see you with her&lt;br /&gt;it hurts when my broken heart is how it ends&lt;br /&gt;cos it hurts to know that you are in love again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5 color=white&gt;&lt;strike&gt;36&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font&gt;hmphhmphhmphhmphhhhh!! ahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. the world around seems to be filled with couples.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, i've got va and jun :D&lt;br /&gt;and my 'crush' - jol ( pretty girl/potential a )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76839414?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76839414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76839414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76839414' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76797141</id><published>2002-05-21T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-21T06:41:03.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee&gt;i love jolene&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76797141?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76797141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76797141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76797141' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76796189</id><published>2002-05-21T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-21T06:06:19.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and let me repeat it to the world&lt;br /&gt;im no bimbo&lt;br /&gt;-rahh- &lt;br /&gt;i've counted, 4 people called me a 'bimbo' today :( &lt;br /&gt;as a matter of fact, &lt;br /&gt;i've got enough brains, i've got no looks and no, i dont behave like one.&lt;br /&gt;settle with that &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76796189?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76796189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76796189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76796189' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76796088</id><published>2002-05-21T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-21T06:07:21.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh. blog's down &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;audio&lt;/b&gt;: hokkien version of starwars&lt;br /&gt;its darn funny. got my ass laughing like nuts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76796088?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76796088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76796088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76796088' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76795914</id><published>2002-05-21T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-21T05:56:49.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right now, im getting myself into deep shit by not studying for the &lt;b&gt;last two&lt;/b&gt; papers tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;and i have no intentions on doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;what i did for a math paper today:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep. left half the paper blank. wrote down whatever i could. i mean, literally rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i jump into distorted thoughts, i have better start writing out an after-reviews schedule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sucks like fuck. i have to hang in there for one more day&lt;br /&gt;/ walk the dogs&lt;br /&gt;/ egg *'s house&lt;br /&gt;/ prank&lt;br /&gt;/ visit ikea with judith&lt;br /&gt;/ swimming&lt;br /&gt;/ pig out&lt;br /&gt;/ crash diet&lt;br /&gt;/ run around&lt;br /&gt;/ take &lt;i&gt;neoprint&lt;/i&gt; with christine&lt;br /&gt;/ going places better than town&lt;br /&gt;/ compete with *&lt;br /&gt;/ do the sauna and steambath thing with amanda &lt;br /&gt;/ play mahjong at nicholas's house&lt;br /&gt;/ watch as many movies as i can&lt;br /&gt;/ visit the food exhibition at the expo &lt;i&gt;&lt;B&gt;*its a must*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/ diet with sam&lt;br /&gt;/ get a tan&lt;br /&gt;/ sleep hell lotsa&lt;br /&gt;/ watch meteor garden with yan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just way too much to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sci-fi-lullaby.blogspot.com/"&gt;some interesting fella's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;i'm falling even more in love with you &lt;br /&gt;letting go of all i've held onto &lt;br /&gt;i'm standing here until you make me move &lt;br /&gt;i'm hanging by a moment here with you &lt;br /&gt;forgetting all i'm lacking &lt;br /&gt;completely and complete &lt;br /&gt;i'll take your invitation &lt;br /&gt;you take all of me&lt;/center&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76795914?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76795914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76795914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76795914' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76757696</id><published>2002-05-20T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T07:36:38.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;banished to moron mountain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76757696?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76757696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76757696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76757696' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76757501</id><published>2002-05-20T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T07:29:48.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was just listening to eminem's &lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt; kim &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the very brutal song that makes me wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;why don't you like me?&lt;br /&gt;you think i'm ugly don't you&lt;br /&gt;*it's not that!*&lt;br /&gt;no you think i'm ugly&lt;br /&gt;get the fuck away from me, don't touch me&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR TO GOD I HATE YOU&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;how the fuck could you do this to me?&lt;br /&gt;so long&lt;br /&gt;bitch you did me so wrong&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna go on&lt;br /&gt;living in this world without you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76757501?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76757501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76757501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76757501' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76756914</id><published>2002-05-20T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T07:16:59.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>add. mathematics just got me going cranky. &lt;br /&gt;i learnt part of it and that's it. im not going any further. &lt;br /&gt;i just totally blanked out during the geography, social studies and well, music paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i stepped into class today, i slept.&lt;br /&gt;the teacher came in, woke me up, then i went back to sleep again. &lt;br /&gt;during the social studies paper, i was half asleep.&lt;br /&gt;during the geography paper, i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;and i was practically asleep for the whole of the music paper.&lt;br /&gt;i have this affinity for sleeping all of a sudden. &lt;br /&gt;and &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt; im feeling rather sleepy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, cheers to aileen, who &lt;i&gt;tried&lt;/i&gt; to teach me math while messaging she-knows-who at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76756914?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76756914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76756914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76756914' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76756552</id><published>2002-05-20T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T06:56:41.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/images/princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76756552?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76756552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76756552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76756552' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76756490</id><published>2002-05-20T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T06:53:48.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/dumb/offensively.jpg" title="Woof."&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76756490?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76756490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76756490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76756490' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76721934</id><published>2002-05-19T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-19T06:45:44.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im still mugging. im still mugging.&lt;br /&gt;i need a cheerleader to cheer me on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76721934?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76721934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76721934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76721934' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76720505</id><published>2002-05-19T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-19T05:00:57.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>danmnit .. my brother's being a bitch again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76720505?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76720505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76720505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76720505' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76719888</id><published>2002-05-19T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-19T04:03:47.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my sis's airconditioner has been switched on since last night&lt;br /&gt;its going to break down, i swear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76719888?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76719888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76719888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76719888' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76719524</id><published>2002-05-19T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-19T03:38:25.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;The prince leans to the girl in scarlet heels,&lt;br /&gt;Her green eyes slant, hair flaring in a fan&lt;br /&gt;Of silver as the rondo slows; now reels&lt;br /&gt;Begin on tilted violins to span&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole revolving tall glass palace hall&lt;br /&gt;Where guests slide gliding into light like wine;&lt;br /&gt;Rose candles flicker on the lilac wall&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting in a million flagons' shine,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And glided couples all in whirling trance&lt;br /&gt;Follow holiday revel begun long since,&lt;br /&gt;Until near twelve the strange girl all at once&lt;br /&gt;Guilt-stricken halts, pales, clings to the prince&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As amid the hectic music and cocktail talk &lt;br /&gt;She hears the caustic ticking of the clock.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinderalla, Sylvia Plath&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76719524?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76719524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76719524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76719524' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76716536</id><published>2002-05-18T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-18T23:58:17.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i bought the watch!! and yay! &lt;br /&gt;haha. im supp to be studying apparently.&lt;br /&gt;shush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76716536?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76716536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76716536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76716536' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76716525</id><published>2002-05-18T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-19T06:44:34.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jun was bored. and so am i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://students.mwc.edu/~celro3rk/lazy.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.beautiful-friend.net/~charisma/sexy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.facebeneath.net/quiz/pet/pup.gif border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76716525?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76716525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76716525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76716525' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76694862</id><published>2002-05-18T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-18T08:09:36.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no, va, we didnt study at all.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76694862?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76694862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76694862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76694862' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76680233</id><published>2002-05-17T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-17T19:01:54.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://liquid2k.com/lilacdemile/fairytale.JPG" border=1&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76680233?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76680233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76680233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76680233' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76680196</id><published>2002-05-17T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-17T19:00:20.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.datazap.net/free/masenko/quiz/toe/toe_three.gif" WIDTH=200 HEIGHT=120 BORDER=0 ALT="Which Toe Are You?"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76680196?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76680196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76680196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76680196' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76678662</id><published>2002-05-17T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-17T18:02:05.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>                  &lt;center&gt;  ·nobody could hurt me like i know she could hurt me·&lt;br /&gt;                        ·but there's nothing in this world that i want more·&lt;br /&gt;                   ·nobody could take me to the places that she takes me·&lt;br /&gt;                                 ·places that ive never been before·&lt;br /&gt;·with my eyes wide open knowing full well·&lt;br /&gt;·i could fall from heaven·&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh God. i just simply love this song .. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76678662?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76678662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76678662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76678662' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76677952</id><published>2002-05-17T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-17T17:47:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gee. its been like 4 days since i last blogged? amazing for a blog-addict like me ;p&lt;br /&gt;yes, i &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; been preparing for the mid year review. please do not &lt;i&gt;small see me&lt;/i&gt; .. heh heh&lt;br /&gt;its time for bad english, the english paper is over :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;st.nicks is pretty screwed up when it comes to the school system.&lt;br /&gt;which school in the right mind has their mid years on the last week of the term?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;low li eng is still being a bitch. she moved my class. erms, my class is a geek class! nobody talks except for me and eileen, and hell no, we both werent talking you stupid bitch. i said it and im right about it, she &lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt; a bloody bitch. what the hell's wrong with her. bah. &lt;i&gt;on monday she's a bitch, on tuesday she's a bitch, on wednesday through saturday she's a bitch. then on sunday, just to be different, she's a super king kong mega mega bitch&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grunts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, did i mention? my mom bought another dog. sheesh. i can proudly declare this:&lt;br /&gt;' hi, im from a dog farm. i live with many dogs and very soon, i'll behave like one too! '&lt;br /&gt;so, the bloody fish cult is changing religion. they're now known as the dog cult. what can i say, they're all bitches (referring to both humans and the female pupps) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the names are finally fixed :)&lt;br /&gt;border collie - star&lt;br /&gt;poodle - snoopy   (heh)&lt;br /&gt;shi tzu - salsa&lt;br /&gt;kings charles spaniel - sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=yellow&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*new*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;cock&lt;/u&gt;er spaniel - sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;haha. just couldnt resist doing that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yahh, thats about it. presenting to you, the dog family! &lt;br /&gt;my mom's going to castrate snoopy. cos .. &lt;i&gt;HE'S DA MAN&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. poor thing. and aileen said it's going to be a eunuch! ahah. corny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh~! i need to study. geog, social studies and mep papers on monday. this is hell. :(    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76677952?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76677952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76677952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76677952' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76496542</id><published>2002-05-13T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-13T07:46:54.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my hands are sore from taking star out for a walk&lt;br /&gt;or rather, star taking me out for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;for your info, star is a border collie, a dog. correction: a very strong dog&lt;br /&gt;the chains were killing me. plus, i have a practical piano exam in school tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;-sulks-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76496542?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76496542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76496542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76496542' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76496486</id><published>2002-05-13T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-13T07:49:22.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love jun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which kiss are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sakuracardz.com/questionmark/french.gif" border="0" alt="Which Kiss are You?"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawddamnit. im not horny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gee man, i think everyone hates me. roar. these people should do this hate thing more often and i bet they'll die early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;morbid thoughts swarming in my head&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76496486?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76496486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76496486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76496486' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76490474</id><published>2002-05-13T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-13T03:14:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>joke of the day, from the neighbour:&lt;br /&gt;what do you call a picture with a indian next to a pile of shit?&lt;br /&gt;a family potrait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahhahahahahahahhahahahahhahhahahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was funny. haha. pardon me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76490474?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76490474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76490474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76490474' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76489579</id><published>2002-05-13T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-13T02:18:27.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>    &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;u&gt;something i've done and doing again:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Basic Things About Me&lt;br /&gt;1. walking cellulite machine&lt;br /&gt;2. talks way too much&lt;br /&gt;3. shoppaholic&lt;br /&gt;4. brat. &lt;br /&gt;5. dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Other Things About Me&lt;br /&gt;1. spendthrift&lt;br /&gt;2. loves being alone :)&lt;br /&gt;3. dance&lt;br /&gt;4. dance&lt;br /&gt;5. dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things About My Family&lt;br /&gt;1. father, 51&lt;br /&gt;2. mother, 47&lt;br /&gt;3. sister, 22&lt;br /&gt;4. brother, 19&lt;br /&gt;5. i, sec3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="powderblue"&gt;5 Things About My Love/crush&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. racist&lt;br /&gt;2. sexist &lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Material Things I Couldn't Live Without&lt;br /&gt;1. phone&lt;br /&gt;2. wallet&lt;br /&gt;3. music&lt;br /&gt;4. dance&lt;br /&gt;5. magix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things That Changed My Life&lt;br /&gt;1. st.nicks&lt;br /&gt;2. getting short hair&lt;br /&gt;3. dance&lt;br /&gt;4. music&lt;br /&gt;5. money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76489579?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76489579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76489579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76489579' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76489423</id><published>2002-05-13T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-13T02:20:10.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. jonathan's replying !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 2 billion years, he started talking again.&lt;br /&gt;and now he's saying that &lt;i&gt;i&lt;/i&gt; am the one who doesnt reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76489423?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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the laptop :) it just typed something, i dont understand either&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76488265?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76488265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76488265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76488265' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76488192</id><published>2002-05-13T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-13T00:38:37.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>doesnt really matter what the eye is seeing &lt;br /&gt;cause im in love with the inner being &lt;br /&gt;and it doesn't really matter what they believe &lt;br /&gt;what matters to me is you're in love with me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im studying. shush. dont disturb me will ya ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76488192?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76488192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76460559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76460559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76460559' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76459667</id><published>2002-05-12T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T07:46:24.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came home from the club&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda messy cos i fell into the pool :\ yikes&lt;br /&gt;well, kenneth was running all over after me. cos he wanted to splash water into my face? whoa, thanks alot. some friend huh. ahahs. and other friends were watching ?? -covers face in disbelief- what ever happened to my reputation? oh wait, &lt;i&gt;what reputation&lt;/i&gt;? ahahs. &lt;br /&gt;i studied like hell lotsa. all to find out that i studied for the wrong chapter. AGAIN! the chapter on sinhalese and tamils. i've gone through this chapter like thrice!! you see, i studied for the wrong chapter before .. roar.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, after 5 hours, im still wet. :( &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76459667?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76459667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76459667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76459667' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76459266</id><published>2002-05-12T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T07:27:18.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.sakuracardz.com/questionmark/70percentfem.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76459266?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76459266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76459266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76459266' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76451266</id><published>2002-05-11T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-11T22:53:21.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.quacktastic.net/jenverz/tests/bodypart/heart.gif" alt="click to take it!" border=0&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76451266?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76451266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76451266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76451266' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76430885</id><published>2002-05-11T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-11T08:24:53.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>winamp : eminem - without me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eminem just totally rocks .. &lt;br /&gt;fyi, &lt;font size=5&gt;he's mine&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76430885?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76430885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76430885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76430885' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76422528</id><published>2002-05-10T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-10T22:38:05.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yumyums. im having chicken bolognaise from seven-eleven -grin- its veryvery good :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeps. the swimming carnival was pretty fun. wasnt as bad as i think it would be. yikes. haha. but we screwed up. the first girl on the team just couldnt make it. the 'whale' float &lt;i&gt;thinggie&lt;/i&gt; was too soft and kept giving way. anyhow, we made it to the third place! thanks to the almighty reddies who kept telling me ' you wont fall one lahh! ' and repeated reassurance that i'll survive the terrible novelty race. red house got 2nd overall. -three cheers- and mrs hwang came back! -beams- i missed her voice and constant coos of 'baobei' !! ahh~ so sweet :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss low is a bloody mega turbo ultra super duper almighty veryveryveryvery extremely stupid bitch. -pants- yeahh, she sent me up stage yesterday for laughing. oh, i wasnt fucking laughing you stupid ignorant little piece of fat shit. and neither was eileen. and i didnt not produce a single stir. i merely looked up and smiled. ROAR. the loud laugh, wasnt me, it was * . &amp; i would greatly appreciate it if you get your facts right before you start pointing fingers at random people that annoy you. bloody piece of shit. i hope you'll like knock into the wall and bleed to death or something. grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i totally screwed up my oral :\ i kept stammering despite reading through the passage like 4 times before, &lt;b&gt;fluently&lt;/b&gt;. so, i was nervous. and the conversation was pretty corny cos i didnt answer what she asked. :x  sometimes, they shouldnt ask too much huh? and i didnt even know the teacher's name :p&lt;br /&gt;also, i fell aslp during the listening extract. heh. i think i should go and kill myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow. sam jo sab and i went to buy swimming costumes yesterday after their ld. while waiting for ld to end, i finished 3 chapters of chemistry! wow :)  .. tsk. just say wow okay? yeah, and sam jo and i got the same swimming costume. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home we saw this stationary/stationery -whatever- bus. there was someone injured obviously. so jo and i ran all the way to see what was happening, expecting a bloody scene to greet us. sadly, it was only an old man who fell down the stairs or something and fractured his arm. tsk. what a let down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam sab and i got to gardens at around 9pm and my brother told me that there's no street lights! had to walk through the rest of portchester ave alone .. in the dark. made my sister sit with me at happy daze. and i met the blue badge seniors! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! im having apple juice now. !! nownow, why am i sharing my dietary information with you people? hehe and i just realised that my chopsticks are of different lengths. yeayea, i know, you eat bolognaise with a fork. but .. chopsticks rock! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im going to study at macs later. had better finish blogging fast. i think this is one hell of a long entry :+ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76422528?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76422528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76422528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76422528' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76345172</id><published>2002-05-09T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-09T08:08:56.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>method of suicide:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/ihateyou/train.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76345172?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76345172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76345172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76345172' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76344398</id><published>2002-05-09T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-09T07:42:47.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im too lazy to blog &lt;br /&gt;just finished editting the html and im on the phone with aileen&lt;br /&gt;was playing her my weird collection of weird songs :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's my new layout anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76344398?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76344398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76344398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76344398' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76304066</id><published>2002-05-08T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-08T07:09:22.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Children's Thoughts on Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think you're supposed to get shot with an arrow or something, but the rest of it isn't supposed to be so painful." &lt;br /&gt;-------- Manuel, age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One way is to take the girl  out to eat. Make sure it's something she likes to eat. French fries usually works for me."&lt;br /&gt;-------- Bart, age 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't do things like have smelly, green sneakers. You might get attention, but attention ain't the same thing as love." &lt;br /&gt;------ Alonzo, age 9 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When a person gets kissed for the first time, they fall down and they don't get up for at least an hour." &lt;br /&gt;-------- Wendy, age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't say you love somebody and then change your mind ... Love isn't like picking what movie you want to watch." &lt;br /&gt;-------- Natalie, age 9 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not rushing into being in love. I'm finding fourth grade hard enough." &lt;br /&gt;...Regina, age 10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76304066?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76304066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76304066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76304066' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76303878</id><published>2002-05-08T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-08T07:05:56.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;ways to be irritating&lt;/u&gt;, written by huiyi, one of the most annoying person alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: sing never ending songs off tune&lt;br /&gt;: after washing your hands, sprinkle the water all over people around you&lt;br /&gt;: spill the exciting details of the storyline out loud during a movie&lt;br /&gt;: buy something worth 25cents and pay with a hundred dollar bill&lt;br /&gt;: yell at the top of your voice [ in public areas preferably ] ' *fill name here* is a homosexual!!!'&lt;br /&gt;: jump queue&lt;br /&gt;: bump into strangers and stare at them accusingly&lt;br /&gt;: drop misc items into shopping trolleys of unnoticing shoppers&lt;br /&gt;: pretend you can't hear&lt;br /&gt;: comment on every couple you see, right in front of them&lt;br /&gt;: dont flush after use&lt;br /&gt;: borrow and dont return, damage&lt;br /&gt;: tag along&lt;br /&gt;: kick the seat in front of you, on the bus&lt;br /&gt;: be huiyi-ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahhs. cant think of any anymore. &lt;br /&gt;went to watch spiderman with aileen. woohoo. cool show. i like the visual effects :D&lt;br /&gt;she saw me with aileen and she just completely ignored me. even renee said hi! how could she not see? roar. &lt;br /&gt;oh yay. im having mangoes now .. yummy! :p &lt;br /&gt;im having hcl test tmrw and.. !! i didnt bring home the handbook. ooh~ i feel smart. and im so going to flunk my ting xie today. due to my strategic location in class, it was impossible for the cheat master to cheat. &lt;br /&gt;i lost my blogging mood. i lost my words. shall just end here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76303878?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76303878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76303878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76303878' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76261229</id><published>2002-05-07T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T06:51:26.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what sex position am i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://album.atomic-systems.com/showPic.php/24934/spooning.jpg" border="0"&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76261229?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76261229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76261229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76261229' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76259666</id><published>2002-05-07T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T05:57:02.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realised that i should talk more about my school life. i think i should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so what happened in school.. &lt;br /&gt;yeahh, we went all the way to the hall this morning just to listen to the npcc message. and we had to go all the way to the drama studio. wow. dont the school realise that they're two worlds apart, one's at amk street 13 and one's at avenue 2. i think school should consider getting us each a car for travelling purposes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehs. oh yahh. and early in the morning, we had this sex talk &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt; for the umpteenth time in my life in sngs. why are they so paranoid as if we'll like DIE of having sex or something. but so far, i have not heard of any cases having people who DIE while having sex. this is crazy. and we watched a video entitled '&lt;b&gt;something very special&lt;/b&gt;'   and  it was indeed, something very special. hell, the girl was like totally naked.. wow, eyecandies early in the morning huh? anyway, it was supposed to teach us how to .. erm ..prevent breast cancer by checking for lumps ourselves. wahahs. as if anyone would ! but anyhow, yee on and hanwan went up to feel it for themselves. [ &lt;i&gt;erm, not on their own body of course&lt;/i&gt; ] they had this figurine breast with hidden lumpy stuff in it. and our very attentive aileen was &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; enthusiastic, well, at the same time taking pictures, of yee on in contact with the 'breast' mostly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow. lets just drop the subject. yep, my mom got another dog today. breed: prince charles something something. supposedly, british kings used to love this breed of dog. and i have a shi tzu too, and china kings used to love this breed of dog. so, my family's royal, hehs. &lt;b&gt;eat me&lt;/b&gt;. oh, i just realised something, &lt;u&gt;i am now the owner of 4 dogs&lt;/u&gt;. wow. -sulks- this means i have to go out for more doggy walks. &lt;i&gt;sigh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i just came home from sgoon's macs. i was there since 6 and i managed to finish one math assignment and cover up one topic from geography, oil palm plantation. whoa, there was this group of men, married men to be exact, discussing about their married life. they were &lt;i&gt;also&lt;/i&gt; exchanging information about their sexlife. they probably thought that they were inaudible or something. you know, me, a girl, was sitting next to them, &lt;b&gt;alone&lt;/b&gt; .. tsktsk. shameless people. oh yeahh, or so i heard, this man exclaimed in hokkien 'yeahh! on the wedding night right, go to bed immediately after doing it'  whoa. i wanted to go like ' THANKS FOR SHARING BUDDY' .. but sadly i didnt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;considering i did some work today, i think i deserve rest :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;to 'anonymous' who signed my gbk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i think you got my identity wrong, if you realised, im not britney spears. thk you for making an effort sign my guestbook anyway :D   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76259666?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76259666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76259666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76259666' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76221075</id><published>2002-05-06T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-06T08:00:51.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM A WALKING CELLULITE MACHINE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76221075?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76221075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76221075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76221075' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76220930</id><published>2002-05-06T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-06T07:56:22.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, she did not &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; reply my msg&lt;br /&gt;in fact, she called&lt;br /&gt;yepps. she made my day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahs. she had another dream!!&lt;br /&gt;that there was this spiderwoman&lt;br /&gt;and in the dream, spiderwoman was zoe tay!&lt;br /&gt;she woke up in the middle of the night after the dream and started to laugh uncontrollably to herself. &lt;br /&gt;she's so silly ~ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76220930?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76220930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76220930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76220930' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76219073</id><published>2002-05-06T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-06T06:57:35.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i typed a whole load chunk just now. then the comp hanged and .. now i have to retype everything again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;had a bad day again&lt;br /&gt;she said i would not understand&lt;br /&gt;she left a note and said i'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;i had a bad day again&lt;br /&gt;she spilled her coffee broke a shoelace&lt;br /&gt;smeared the lipstick on her face&lt;br /&gt;slammed the door and said i'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;i had a bad day again&lt;br /&gt;and she swears there's nothing wrong&lt;br /&gt;i hear her playing that same old song&lt;br /&gt;she puts me up and puts me on&lt;br /&gt;and had a bad day again&lt;br /&gt;she said i would not understand&lt;br /&gt;she left a note and said i'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;i had a bad day again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;so it was my fault when i asked for a favour. it was just a burger damnit! if you all didnt want to, SAY SO! dont beat around the bush like that&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiis. it was a terrible day. really terrible. &lt;br /&gt;but i managed to skip dance. went out with yixin. discovery cafe was like really a bad choice to go to today. hehs. there were so many ijtps and scgs people in there and all of them looked like super bitches. roar. what made things worse was that, everyone in the cafe knew each other except for me and yixin. this spells intimidating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly was interesting today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;haii. i wonder why doesnt she care enough to reply. :( &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;its hard holding you&lt;br /&gt;loving you &lt;br /&gt;losing you&lt;br /&gt;sad to be true&lt;br /&gt;and be fooled by you&lt;br /&gt;i dont know&lt;br /&gt;i dont know&lt;br /&gt;i wont know&lt;br /&gt;should i stay or should i go&lt;br /&gt;never feel the same&lt;br /&gt;but we had some good times&lt;br /&gt;guess its sad just the same&lt;br /&gt;guess the truth doesnt matter somehow&lt;br /&gt;that you were living proof&lt;br /&gt;of what love is about&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xin, please dont be sad!! hippo loves u like &lt;font size=10&gt; this much&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76219073?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76219073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76219073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76219073' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76185783</id><published>2002-05-05T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-05T08:57:45.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! i got a counter again :D&lt;br /&gt;yepps. just came home from the park. again.&lt;br /&gt;its the third time im there for today. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and there were so many couples pda-ing. &lt;br /&gt;what, they think they're invisible? &lt;br /&gt;laugh my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;and there was this couple making out in the bushes.&lt;br /&gt;woohoos. so i kept doing sit ups so i could watch them&lt;br /&gt;i swear i did a total of 50 sit ups, just to watch. &lt;br /&gt;gee man .. and there was one hiding in the 'choochoo train'&lt;br /&gt;ahahs. lame. and there was condensation after they left.&lt;br /&gt;once again, laugh my ass off. &lt;br /&gt;i better go to sleep. before im late tmrw. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76185783?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76185783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76185783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76185783' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76183567</id><published>2002-05-05T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-05T07:27:43.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:) wassupwassupwassup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to celebrate mother's day today. i was so bloated i thought i was going to explode. and i kept msging through out the meal and ... I WASNT SCOLDED FOR THAT!!!! wow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need to fill my blog with more tests and quizzes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.boomspeed.com/girlfriend/sweet.bmp" width="202" height="102"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. *angel look* REALLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sakurasecrets.com/questionmark/woe.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-aww- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;Table width="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sakurasecrets.com/questionmark/80percentevil.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="arial" color="#C00000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are 80% evil!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="arial" color="#C00000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, evil is your one and only name!  You're 80%!  That's pretty darn bad!  You've just got a bit of good in you, but that's alright.  A little good never hurt anyone, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew. teststestsquizzesquizzes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cracks necks-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and very cool quotes which i thought are very cool. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when life kicks you in the face, don't be stupid, kick it back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a day without flirting is like a day without sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love your boobs&lt;br /&gt;( ehhems. thats if you HAVE boobs. wahahs. come, &lt;i&gt;worship&lt;/i&gt; me )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;when you're hungry, forget the diet and go eat something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no-one left in the world that i can hold onto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wear your smile like it was going out of fashion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i die pin me up against the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my only love sprung from my only hate, too early seen unknown and known too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why but i do...dream of you     &lt;br /&gt;( sounds soooooooo familiar :p from 36 :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd love to touch the sky tonight i'd love to touch the sky so take me in your arms and lift me like a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip&lt;br /&gt;(yes, it IS a quote)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're not evil, we prefer the term *ethically challenged*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: Microwave may induce menstruation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you can't say something nice, come sit next to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss me yet once again, the last, long kiss, until i draw your soul within my lips and drink down all your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepps. y'all probbie think that im bored beyond my wits or something. yeahh, i AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent seen her for .. more than a week? wow. thats an achievement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my gbk signers: im so sorry i cant reply. this lap top cocks up at times. &lt;br /&gt;yehh. and to everyone, *proudly declares* im ready to start preparing for the midyears. [ &lt;i&gt;although i think other sch's mid years are ending&lt;/i&gt; ] its just pisses me off. our school is darn slow. geesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im too lazy to get outta this chair. you see, im supp to bath now.&lt;br /&gt;so im going to list things out. anything. erm. bad habits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaykay. here goes the list. bad habits huh? i doubt i'll ever end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;my bad habits&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: i hate taking baths&lt;br /&gt;: i talk too loud&lt;br /&gt;: i spend too much&lt;br /&gt;: highlight things i read on the screen as i read through 'em&lt;br /&gt;: stare at pretty girls though i dont think im supposed to ?&lt;br /&gt;: eat too much&lt;br /&gt;: hates hanging out with too many people&lt;br /&gt;: anti social&lt;br /&gt;: bottomline: likes being alone&lt;br /&gt;: very bad liar&lt;br /&gt;: cracks my neck so often, it scares me&lt;br /&gt;: sadist&lt;br /&gt;: RACIST&lt;br /&gt;: SCHOOLIST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haii. and the list just goes on and on. &lt;br /&gt;yikes. i should go and bath huh. yikesyikesyikes. i really should ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but i dont wanna&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvrmd. the bathroom rocks. this is a pretty LONG entry. yea. i should just stop typing here. ciaos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sigh- &lt;i&gt;sometimes, i just wish that kevin had some brains. BRAINS! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76183567?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76183567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76183567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76183567' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76149696</id><published>2002-05-04T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-04T02:20:05.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://home.vicnet.net.au/~kyb/rb/lalaorange.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same as jun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://roxydoll.com/carmen/nice.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what .. so im nice? yay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://roxydoll.com/carmen/day.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same as jun!! again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://roxydoll.com/carmen/clouds.gif target=i live on the clouds!&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are full of imagination and often daydream. and you often wish that there was such things as magic. you're also pretty superstitious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://roxydoll.com/carmen/yep.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking hell. i dont swear! see? this things tells lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bluesummers.net/asshole.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've did this test before and i believe i got the same results? yikes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76149696?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76149696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76149696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76149696' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76149002</id><published>2002-05-04T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-04T01:27:43.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink"&gt;it's been raining since you left me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="pink"&gt;now i'm drowning in the flood&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink"&gt;you see i've always been a fighter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="pink"&gt;but without you i give up&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she lives in a castle of butterflies &lt;br /&gt;wings like candy floss&lt;br /&gt;and a smile like the sun&lt;br /&gt;her eyelash whipped in silver glitter&lt;br /&gt;her lips soft as marshmallows&lt;br /&gt;her skin smooth like the cloud&lt;br /&gt;dressed and wrapped in satin&lt;br /&gt;glides on angel wings&lt;br /&gt;speak like spiders on a web&lt;br /&gt;she was &lt;u&gt;mine&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above  was written today. &lt;br /&gt;i was overwhelmed by the 'boringness' while waiting for the papers to be collected. :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76149002?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76149002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76149002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76149002' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76148708</id><published>2002-05-04T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-04T01:07:57.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;u know that it's u. &lt;br /&gt;i want to let u know u're driving me crazy. &lt;br /&gt;id do anything to help u to see &lt;br /&gt;i dont think u understand what u're doing to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh. i dont know what i did to the chinese paper. i think i screwed it up, cos i knew how to do it. now, thats odd. and that means, i'm probbie going to flunk it :D anything good to me, is an omen. tsktsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh, my ballet friends probably think im a freak or something. im way too anti-social with them and i dont speak to anyone except daphne and lixin ( 2 sweetties from cedar and plmgss ). plus!! i cant dance properly. yikes. im grade 7 now. and i lost the touch. like i said, i just &lt;i&gt;cant&lt;/i&gt; dance..! and if i cant dance, i might as well just kill myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahs. talking about killing myself, this reminds me of the stupid incident today morning. there was this red spot on my wrist and i took my ruler to scrap it off. and that zhuang nah mei came over and smile at me. she's a major FREAK! anyhow, she probably thinks i was cutting myself and that im just another psychotic ' lets-torture-myself ' student in school. bahh. how did &lt;i&gt;she&lt;/i&gt; find out anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. just the other day i saw two primary school kids running around with two white bags and started jumping around, screaming, 'go white house go! go white house go!' ahahs. potential cheerleaders man. and very soon i think we'll have a white house coming up. :D *sorry, didnt mean to make fun* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. im going on my apple juice feast now. :D just got 2 cartons of apple juice on the way back home frm ballet and i think im probbie going to get diabetes or something tmrw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76148708?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76148708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76148708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76148708' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76078556</id><published>2002-05-02T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-02T06:52:31.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuckkynana.&lt;br /&gt;it just occurred to me that the mid year review is coming up. &lt;br /&gt;and oh.. HOW i hate studying. i pray and pray and pray i'll get chicken pox. &lt;br /&gt;i dont mind duck pox either. just get me sick for one week! somebody! anybody! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar. i &lt;u&gt;do not&lt;/u&gt; have enough brain cells to even study. and like im &lt;font size=5&gt;way&lt;/font&gt; addicted to the net. its bad having too many internet access for me. its even more sinful than eating cheese cake and chocolate.  just ban it from me, somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im pleading for help. save me save me, squeaks the little freak. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76078556?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76078556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76078556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76078556' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76076983</id><published>2002-05-02T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-02T05:56:28.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate surfing at snail-slow speed. i want my cable! &lt;font size=3&gt; now&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wails. whines. wails. whines.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate it when people take me for granted. rahhrahhrahh! &lt;br /&gt;so. im just sitting here ranting on about how i hate almost everything about my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance was pretty stupid today. oh wait. what am i talking about. dance &lt;u&gt;is&lt;/u&gt; stupid! tsktsk. i should just quit and join library or something -shrugs- and i'll be a whizz kid! this just reminds me that i should be studying for the damn mod/mok/mop chi paper. they just dont realise that chi and higher chi are &lt;b&gt;different&lt;/b&gt;. and dont you wonder why the hell i cant do the normal chinese paper? oh, thats simple. cos i havent touched the damned book at all? okay, i surrender -hands up- i'll study, &lt;i&gt;l a t e r&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;+ i've slept so long without you&lt;br /&gt;i see hell in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;taken in by surprise&lt;br /&gt;touching you makes me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;touching you makes me die inside +&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. back to dance. we held it at the hall today. yea, it was hot. stuffy. humid. it was raining! yikes. and we still had to wear that dreary dance leotard. ugh. except for me. i just &lt;u&gt;refuse&lt;/u&gt; to wear it. and guess what, i &lt;b&gt;do not&lt;/b&gt; have to perform for the stupid promenade performance. oh, dont i just &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; myself. i just couldnt make it into the faggot's good books. :D i yelled across the canteen, calling him a faggot, just to realise he was sitting on the last table. i should do that more often cos.. now i &lt;u&gt;do not&lt;/u&gt; have to perform at all. okay. so im a reserve. but &lt;i&gt;reserve=no performing&lt;/i&gt;! but it sucks cos i still have to learn the dance. yuck. anyhoos, i just have to thank God how lucky i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still sitting here in pe tshirt and shorts, smelling like garbage left for 23243859 decades. im just too lazy to get my ass outta this comfy chair. bite me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76076983?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76076983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76076983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76076983' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76076850</id><published>2002-05-02T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-02T05:52:03.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="pink"&gt;you can call me selfish &lt;br /&gt;but all I want is your love&lt;br /&gt;you can call me hopeless&lt;br /&gt;because i'm hopelessly in love &lt;br /&gt;you can call me unperfect &lt;br /&gt;but who's perfect? &lt;br /&gt;tell me what do i gotta do &lt;br /&gt;to prove that I'm the only one for you&lt;br /&gt;selfishly i'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;cos i've searched my soul&lt;br /&gt;and know that it's you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76076850?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76076850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76076850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76076850' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76076712</id><published>2002-05-02T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-02T05:47:08.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;may be the face i can't forget &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a trace of pleasure or regret &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;may be my treasure or the price i have to pay&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;she may be the song that summer sings &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;may be the chill that autumn brings &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may be a hundred different things &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;within the measure of a day. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;may be the beauty or the beast &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;may be the famine or the feast &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may turn each day into a heaven or a hell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;she may be the mirror of my dreams &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a smile reflected in a stream &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;she may not be what she may seem &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside her shell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;who always seems so happy in a crowd &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whose eyes can be so private and so proud &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;no one's allowed to see them when they cry &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;may be the love that cannot hope to last &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;may come to me from shadows of the past &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i'll remember till the day i die &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;may be the reason i survive &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the why and wherefore i'm alive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;the one i'll care for through the rough and ready years&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;me i'll take her laughter and her tears &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;and make them all my souvenirs &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for where she goes i've got to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;the meaning of my life is &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76076712?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76076712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76076712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76076712' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76038251</id><published>2002-05-01T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-01T06:31:42.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>antisocial quiz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.nyu.edu/~lap250/anti.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76038251?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76038251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76038251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76038251' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76038000</id><published>2002-05-01T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-01T06:20:17.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>from min from min from min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.nyu.edu/~lap250/suicide.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.nyu.edu/~lap250/mean.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mewing.net/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76038000?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76038000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76038000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76038000' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76003007</id><published>2002-04-30T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-30T08:36:38.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;is it your smile or your laugh or your heart?&lt;br /&gt;does it really matter why i love you?&lt;br /&gt;anywhere there's a crowd, you stand out&lt;br /&gt;cant you see why they cant ignore you&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna know&lt;br /&gt;why i cant let go&lt;br /&gt;let me explain to you&lt;br /&gt;that every little dream comes true&lt;br /&gt;with every little thing you do&lt;br /&gt;it's everything, everything you do&lt;br /&gt;that makes me fall in love with you&lt;br /&gt;it's everything, everything you say&lt;br /&gt;that makes me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;thirtie six&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76003007?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76003007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76003007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76003007' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-76001801</id><published>2002-04-30T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-30T08:41:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i smell of smoke. from happy daze.va and i got to sgoon gardens at 6 and stoned all the way to.. 10. hehs. we were freezing our asses off at coffee bean. whoa, their sofa is like damnit comfy. tsktsk. the air con was turning the place into north pole or something. va and i just cldnt help but roll into blue balls with our head sticking out. blue balls cos of our school uniform, the pinafore became a 'blanket' lols. and we saw keiji! the legendary senior. hehs. i think she was a little nutsie. she smiled to us, obviously not knowing who the hell we are. wahahs. its a st.nicks thing to smile to your family members huh? a very important comment to make about coffee bean, they play good music. then sammie came and join us. and when we thought our frozen noses were going to drop off, we decided to move to happy daze. those people should know better than to smoke in air-conditioned places. tsktsk. are they brainless of what. people who smoke are just way &lt;u&gt;unhealthy&lt;/u&gt;. tsktsk. and they die early too. haiis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really proudda myself kays. i &lt;u&gt;did not&lt;/u&gt; come online yday. i was studying and accompanying my mom the whole day. my mom and i went to visit her friend's puppies. omg. they were like baby cute!! woohoo. i might be getting one too! yayyers. yepyep. &lt;i&gt;not another one&lt;/i&gt; huh? if i get this one, i'll have 4 dogs! anyhoos. i've already thought of the maybe-new pup's name.. alibaba! then my mom chided me for my stupidity. hmrph. whats wrong with the name.. right? i thought it was pretty cool what. then the shitzu cld be called alimama or something. haha. then i'll have two dogs, called alibaba and alimama. woohoo~ cool names. just like the owner!  okay, so, maybe it isnt such great a name after all. -shrugs- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="cornflowerblue"&gt;i did something very bad to someone today. someone who treated me as a very good friend though i mistreated him like umpteen times. i wonder how many times have i hung up on him. gee. shld i apologise or what. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;u&gt;all of &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;, not you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its okay. its fine. y'all are not really listening anyway. all you people ever listen to, notice, talk to is just her her her her. okay. fine. since she's &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; loveable, then just stay farfar away from me. call it jealousy, call it the green-eyed monster .. whatever you call it, it IS what im feeling right now. why do u people even persuade me to come with u guys when you dont mean it. dont you realise how annoying it gets when you want to make a comment and nobody pays attention. think okay? jun and i were the people who came up with this grp. and now we're the ones who are neglected. doesnt pay to let you people come along recess with us huh? so much for appreciation. to think the promises you guys made. and you people broke it the very next day. wow. i guess, it doesnt really make a difference whether im there or not. thanks for making my day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-76001801?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76001801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/76001801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#76001801' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75924820</id><published>2002-04-28T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-28T07:28:44.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back !! to reply my gbk entries that is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haii. i have only completed &lt;u&gt;one&lt;/u&gt; pathetic assignment out of the manymanymany assignments i owe mrs tan. -guilty-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75924820?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75924820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75924820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75924820' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75922177</id><published>2002-04-28T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-28T04:15:10.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moomoocow.! this song is &lt;b&gt;bee-you-ti-fool&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ashanti-foolish&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;see my days are cold without you&lt;br /&gt;but im hurting while im with you&lt;br /&gt;and though my heart cant take no more&lt;br /&gt;i keep on running back to you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby i dont knw why you're treating me so bad&lt;br /&gt;you said you love me nooone above me&lt;br /&gt;and i was all you had&lt;br /&gt;and though my heart is eating for you&lt;br /&gt;i cant stop crying &lt;br /&gt;i dont know how &lt;br /&gt;i allow you to treat me this way and still i stay &lt;br /&gt;baby i dont know why you wanna do me wrong &lt;br /&gt;see when im home, im all alone &lt;br /&gt;and you are always gone &lt;br /&gt;and boy you know i really love you &lt;br /&gt;i cant deny &lt;br /&gt;i cant see how you could bring me to so many tears &lt;br /&gt;after all these years &lt;br /&gt;i trusted you  &lt;br /&gt;so sad  &lt;br /&gt;what love will make you do &lt;br /&gt;all the things that we accept &lt;br /&gt;be the things that we regret &lt;br /&gt;too all of my ladies feel me &lt;br /&gt;c'mon sing wit me &lt;br /&gt;see, when i get the strength to leave &lt;br /&gt;you always tell me that you need me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and im weak cause i believe you &lt;br /&gt;and I'm mad because i love you &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i stop and think that maybe &lt;br /&gt;you can learn to appreciate me &lt;br /&gt;then it all remains the same that &lt;br /&gt;you ain't never gonna change &lt;br /&gt;baby why you hurt me leave me and desert me &lt;br /&gt;boy i gave you all my heart &lt;br /&gt;and all you do is tear it up &lt;br /&gt;looking out my window &lt;br /&gt;knowing that i should go &lt;br /&gt;even when i pack my bags &lt;br /&gt;this something always hold me back &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75922177?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75922177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75922177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75922177' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75921958</id><published>2002-04-28T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-28T03:54:30.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>unlinked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;which shakira am i&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.mnrtile.com/shakira/quiz/result3.jpg" BORDER="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;what faerie am i&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://boomspeed.com/sunnie/fire.gif border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;what type am i&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://boomspeed.com/quiz/party.gif border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;what music icon am i&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img1.ranchoweb.com/images/sunnie/original.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. dont you wish you could just CLICK on them. haha. im sawrie. mann. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75921958?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75921958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75921958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75921958' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75921702</id><published>2002-04-28T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-28T03:27:05.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="deeppink"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i met you i didnt think&lt;br /&gt;a girl could ever do a thing&lt;br /&gt;to take away my independence baby&lt;br /&gt;before i met you i was straight&lt;br /&gt;now im bout to go insane&lt;br /&gt;i saw you and i think about it baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back. havent been blogging. didnt know what to say. having unneccessary people poking into this blog reading what they're not supposed to. for example. MY SISTER. GET OUT OF HERE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. i went swimming yday with va and kristine. woohoo. zeus ( not his real name ) signed us into his club + serangoon garden country club  !!!! + GREAT guy huh. i mean, and i literally mean 'great'. like what else can you call him if he's 1.91m. okay. i know, goh chok tong is 1 cm taller than zeus.after kristine went to church, there was alot of stoning and talking at coffee bean. not forgetting the &lt;i&gt;eyecandies&lt;/i&gt; woohoo. &lt;br /&gt;yahh. so basically, all i remember about today:&lt;br /&gt;i went eating. eating eating and eating with my grandparents and cousins. then went fish-shopping . i nearly died looking at all those fishes. then the mightymight eightdays mag came to my rescue. so i sat through the whole lets-go-view-fishes session reading the whole mag. and ..! i made loadsa discoveries like.. eason chen tore his testicle during his concert. he fell off the stage!! . bwahhahahahas. okay. that was sadistic. but it was very amusing. at least, to me. &lt;br /&gt;im running outta words to say, as usual. well, just wanted to let people around know that im still alive. well, i should get a life then live, right? haii. whatever huiyi, whatever   ( sounds familiar, va? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going on another quiz hunt now. ciaos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75921702?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75921702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75921702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75921702' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75921320</id><published>2002-04-28T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-28T02:49:50.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. mr moronic's such an angel. and why? cos his girlfriend is over. oh wow. he's &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; screaming his head off at me. for once. or rather, each time his girlfriend is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75921320?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75921320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75921320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75921320' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75812035</id><published>2002-04-25T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-25T09:00:07.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what an ass i am:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bluesummers.net/asshole.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwahahs. &lt;br /&gt;what now. im HUNGRY. &lt;br /&gt;oinkoink&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75812035?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75812035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75812035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75812035' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75806915</id><published>2002-04-25T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-25T06:16:46.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;va&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: thankful i've got a twinnie like &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; cos wahala twinnies just simply rock the ceiling. heh hehs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ve, jun, char and jiaying&lt;/b&gt;: im not trying to spoil the friendship at all. im just parting with all that i've held on to, too tightly. y'all &lt;b&gt;do&lt;/b&gt; matter after all i guess :) and you people made me realise lots of things that i never thought i would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;claud&lt;/b&gt;: way to go girllie. smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jo&lt;/b&gt;: you lulu 825wus. you and vava were really scary, the other recess. took me a while to realise that ya'll were actually argueing. oops. y'all should really consider becoming lawyers cos i'm sure y'all both make really very good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;wei&lt;/b&gt;: thats nice, &lt;i&gt;you need a host!&lt;/i&gt;. haha. okay. you have to 'hack' into my account like all the others did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. okay. i had dinner just now and slept on my tummy. im like veryveryvery bloated now. my tummy feels like a balloon. needle, anyone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75806915?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75806915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75806915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75806915' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75806593</id><published>2002-04-25T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-25T06:14:44.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will mug for my bio test tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yikes. the badminton match today was really thrilling, although we didnt win, there was fierce competion. wow. and the swimming pool at the jurong east sports hall was fantastic. i love snbt's cheers anyway. haha. as corny as they may sound, they're &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i need to finish studying for the stupid test. moomoocow. hmph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75806593?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75806593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75806593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75806593' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75767837</id><published>2002-04-24T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-24T07:16:00.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;so. honey, im home! haha&lt;br /&gt;so. that stupid yan disappeared. &lt;br /&gt;so. thanks alot !!&lt;br /&gt;so. whats with the SOs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling as if im talking to myself &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, discovery of the day:&lt;br /&gt;i'll get this numb feeling after sleeping during du's lessons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops.  just flunged this orange onto the laptop accidentally. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my day. went to town with wa&lt;b&gt;va&lt;/b&gt;va after tiring hours of math assignments after assignments. cos i didnt do any of them -hides- okay. well, im sorry. i managed to complete like 99.3% of it okay. be proud of me everyone. yea, WE TOOK ANOTHER TWINNIE PICTURE and after she went home i got to jun and aileen. why in the world are they together like &lt;u&gt;all&lt;/u&gt; the time?? -evil grin-  but!! junyi loves me more~ i know that for a fact, right junyi? hawhaw! anyhoos, it was like more of lets-stone-at-town kinda thing cos we were simply walking and walking and walking and walking and more walking. no wonder my legs hurt. boo. oh, no more ' &lt;i&gt;boogers&lt;/i&gt; ' anymore, cos according to va, it belongs to weiling. oopsiedaisies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moomoocow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's badminton comp tmrw. should i go or should i not. haii,  think i'll go to accompany junzie. and fri, i have tuition!! yikes. i hatehatehate tuition. its been so long since i last had tuition. makes me wanna roar grunt growl bite and bark   &lt;b&gt;im a dangerous creature&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;oh yea, i have another stupid phone 8250 for the day. okayokay -hands up- 825 is NOT a stupid phone. i surrender to all the 825ers out there. its kinda old though. gee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yucks. the stupid orange tasted like soap. i managed to finish it anyway. hopefully i wont get another case of food poisoning like yesterday night. moomoocow.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75767837?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75767837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75767837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75767837' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75767451</id><published>2002-04-24T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-24T07:01:44.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=5&gt; like what a conversation&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read from a stranger's site. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;joanne izzit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;can tok now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;u done ur history alreadi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;no lah... i'm very depressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;y?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;don't know. i hate life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;u crapping or wat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah. don't ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;my dog died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;i loved fluffy so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;of wat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;u gort dog meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;but, sigh, i'm really sad now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;kk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;cheer up lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;i remember how it used to jump on me everytime i came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;den todae leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;now it's like there's no point in coming home anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;i haven't told anyone this yet, but i'm thinking of running away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;dun be silly lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;muz be kidding rite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;i hate my home now. no more fluffy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;really lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;cheer up lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;leave home juz bcos of fluffy not worth it rite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;it is. there is no point in coming home anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably find another canine comrade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;it's like i've got this deep psychihc thing going on with dogs, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;ask ur father to buy another one lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;they understand me, i understand them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;we get along so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;ic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;ur dog died of wat/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;it just died all of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;so wierd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;den how did u noe it died or sumthing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;cos it's eyes are closed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could do something to make it come back to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;hopefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;yea, hopefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;i've tried willing it's eyes open. but not working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;oh wait!! they're opening!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;yes!!!! thank you god!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;yu ru, thanks so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;y?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;you've been a great help!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;my dog is alive!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;it's eyes are opened!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;kk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;ahh... it must have been sleeping then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;maybv it was juz skleepping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;hey i gtg now. talk to u later, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;kk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy!! thanks~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;mi laughing like siao now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;bwahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;i really thought it was dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;kk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;sorrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;it's ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;how's your dog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;mi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;i hate dogs man......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=@lg3br@^(a+b-c=dx2=-4)****^tot@lli^sux^^+*co3ffici3nt......ind3x...().....poly som3thing^and w@t^not^cr@p~(~)bleah...*~*~ says:&lt;br /&gt;i dun have dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~crapper~~~ says:&lt;br /&gt;ok bye~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75767451?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75767451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75767451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75767451' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75730108</id><published>2002-04-23T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-23T08:39:46.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something's terribly wrong with the chikkin rice stall today. as in the school's chikkin rice. im going to the loo every now and then and my arse hurts. gee. vera and char are suffering from the same syndrome as me. guess what, they ate the same thing as me during recess too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody could hurt me like i know she could hurt me&lt;br /&gt;but there's nothing in this world that i want more&lt;br /&gt;nobody could take me to the places that she takes me&lt;br /&gt;places that i've never been before&lt;br /&gt;[ i could fall ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75730108?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75730108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75730108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75730108' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75729221</id><published>2002-04-23T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-23T08:07:09.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have this thing for quizzes, unlinked quizzes. well, EAT ME:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://in-your-eyes.org/images/mandy.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://partly-cloudy.org/ls/cherry.png" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75729221?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75729221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75729221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75729221' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75724853</id><published>2002-04-23T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-23T05:41:58.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay. quiz quizzes and more quizzes :) . oops somemore unlinked quizzes i mean. :p bwhahahahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://fallingashes.net/7210.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://fallingashes.net/bmw.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://fallingashes.net/ssup.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://fallingashes.net/torrance.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, roar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75724853?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75724853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75724853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75724853' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75724524</id><published>2002-04-23T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-23T05:17:40.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.sparklesparkle.net/toaster.gif" alt="I am a toaster!" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar. i still refuse to link my quizzes. ahahahs. sue me :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could stay awake just to hear you breathing &lt;br /&gt;watch you smile while you are sleeping &lt;br /&gt;while you're far away and dreaming &lt;br /&gt;i could spend my life in this sweet surrender &lt;br /&gt;i could stay lost in this moment forever &lt;br /&gt;well, every moment spent with you &lt;br /&gt;is a moment I treasure &lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna close my eyes &lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna fall asleep &lt;br /&gt;cause I'd miss you, baby &lt;br /&gt;and I don't wanna miss a thing &lt;br /&gt;cause even when i dream of you &lt;br /&gt;the sweetest dream would never do &lt;br /&gt;i'd still miss you, baby &lt;br /&gt;and i don't wanna miss a thing &lt;br /&gt;lying close to you &lt;br /&gt;feeling your heart beating &lt;br /&gt;and I'm wondering what you're dreaming &lt;br /&gt;wondering if it's me you're seeing &lt;br /&gt;then i kiss your eyes and thank God we're together &lt;br /&gt;and i just wanna stay with you &lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna miss one smile &lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna miss one kiss &lt;br /&gt;well, i just wanna be with you &lt;br /&gt;right here with you, just like this &lt;br /&gt;i just wanna hold you close &lt;br /&gt;feel your heart so close to mine &lt;br /&gt;and just stay here in this moment &lt;br /&gt;for all the rest of time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;36 little santa clauses&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boogers. i hatehatehate that ugly 5210. yech. the buttons are so stiff, i've got this sore thumb from all the messaging today and i did not message much as compared to my 3310 days. yikes. and Christ! i found my beloved 3310 on my sis's table. picture me jumping for joy, everyone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, just had dinner. and i absofuckinglutely lovelovelove pow sing's chikkin rice. thats it, not chicken rice. its chikkin rice. heh. but it used to be yummier. i had to beg my mom to drive me down to gardens to get it. and i watched the man go like 'chopchopchop'. i was really amazed, at the same time anticipating for the man to chop his hand off any moment. what a sadist. well, i couldnt help it!! he was so damn fast!! he should join ' fastest fingers first ' haha.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my twinnie bag. and i love the person who's carrying it with me too. too. as in highlight bold underline italics. beams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;jo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; kraezie girl. what choose btwn 2 people? im not choosing anyone. you've got this wildwild imagination running wild in yer head.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75724524?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75724524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75724524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75724524' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75684013</id><published>2002-04-22T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-22T06:10:49.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im supp to be studying. yea. i know i said that. but SHHH!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i just thought that the whole entire world should down load this song. yeah, REALLY.i mean it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000 clowns-not the greatest rapper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be down, yo, will you let me?&lt;br /&gt;I get real close, I kiss her face real gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't sweat me girl youre everything I ever needed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And when I'm with you my heart starts to bleed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plead and plead and plead and plead for a litle kiss&lt;br /&gt;And if you say "okay" I just got my wish&lt;br /&gt;On the town the night will be just right&lt;br /&gt;I hold your hand but I wont squeeze too tight.&lt;br /&gt;I feed you food that you've never eaten&lt;br /&gt;I think about it and my heart starts beating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I look at you and it nearly wrecks me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never met a girl who was so damn sexy!&lt;br /&gt;A week later and some daisies after, &lt;br /&gt;You get a postcard from this silly rapper&lt;br /&gt;And it says I'll be knocking on your front door,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I've never loved a girl like this before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not the greatest rapper in the world&lt;br /&gt;But would ya, would ya, would ya please be my girl?&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not the greatest rapper in the world&lt;br /&gt;But would ya, would ya, would ya please be my girl?&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not the greatest rapper in the world&lt;br /&gt;But please baby, please baby be my girl.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not the greatest rapper in this land&lt;br /&gt;But I'll do anything if you'll hold my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pick her up and its raining heavy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meet her mom, I say my name is Kevi&lt;br /&gt;I'm so dizzy when I'm with your daughter&lt;br /&gt;But I treat her right, I never cross no border&lt;br /&gt;We get in the car, I say "Ya want some music?"&lt;br /&gt;She says "Okay."&lt;br /&gt;So I say "You choose it."&lt;br /&gt;Straight out the purse comes 1000 Clowns, and I say "Oh, God. I know my girl is down."&lt;br /&gt;We go away for the cozy vacation&lt;br /&gt;Santa Barbara is our destination.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway on our way I start to feel real ready&lt;br /&gt;I pull the car over "Will you be my steady?"&lt;br /&gt;She says "Okay."&lt;br /&gt;And my heart gets swollen&lt;br /&gt;It feels so damn good to even take her bowling&lt;br /&gt;Now she knows I'll be knocking on her front door&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I've never loved a girl like this before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would ya be my sunshine? &lt;br /&gt;Would ya be all mine?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still together, we hang out all the time&lt;br /&gt;She comes to the show when I bust a rhyme&lt;br /&gt;She never minds that my friends keep me late&lt;br /&gt;She's cool like that, she'll kick back and wait.&lt;br /&gt;Never hesitate to hold my hand, whispers in my ear,&lt;br /&gt;"Kevi you're my man."&lt;br /&gt;See, thats the plan, now theres no more adore&lt;br /&gt;I've never loved a girl like this before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75684013?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75684013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75684013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75684013' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75682081</id><published>2002-04-22T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-22T04:40:39.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;. your body is a wonderland . &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was super impressed by deyi's band performance today. they're like what i call &lt;u&gt;superb&lt;/u&gt;. i was cheering for them somehow, despite the fact that i dont really, urmm, like them. yes. i think the drum major's fantastic. i think i should go and make friends with him and steal his stick or something :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and our cheerleaders were looking good. :) i think the PA was going haywire. red house simply just couldnt dance in peace. poor reddies. i think green was superb. :D go green!! RECYCLE REUSE REsomething. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now va and me has the twinnie AA bags. ooh, what attentions seekers are we. well, yea, apparently im supp to be studying for my chemistry test tmrw, which i definitely do not know anything about it. i think i've been concentrating on evelyn tan's armpit hair more than what she's teaching. yikes. its definitely getting rather distracting for my classmates and i. oh yeah, and darling zhiying volunteered to bring my mambo bag home for me. suchha sweetie huh? well va, yea i knw yer a sweetie too. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess wot everyone, i shall be using 5210 for the time being before my dad comes home. i must agree its rather hideous. but its cool. cos, noone has it!! its way too hideous for any st.nicks girl to carry it. except fer me !!  im equally hideous. BOO, EVERYBODY!! RUN!  ahahs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next highlight, im an indian dance reserve. wow. i was supp to be dancing but, while we was auditioning i went to 'commit a crime' so, i was late. hawhaw~ everyone's telling me to go for the chinese dance, somehow or rather, i think so too. but chinese dances are corny!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and i better stop making my diary so wordy by vomitting so much irrelevant droppings here and there. im talking way too much. ShUT mE uP wiLL yA?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeayea I haTe peOpLe whO tyPe LikE thiS toO AlthOugH i UseD to Do iT toO. gRowL.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75682081?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75682081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75682081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75682081' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75651018</id><published>2002-04-21T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-21T08:41:53.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;i smell something fishy ............... and prawny&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;virn: sounds familiar? haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75651018?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75651018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75651018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75651018' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75650826</id><published>2002-04-21T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-21T08:33:20.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeahh. btw, the decision's final&lt;br /&gt;the dog's eng name is princess&lt;br /&gt;and its chi name is xi shi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what the hell. its JUST a bitch. why the hell does it need TWO names? hahas.&lt;br /&gt;i now declare that i live in a fish-cum-dog cult family. haii. -shakes head in disbelief-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75650826?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75650826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75650826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75650826' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75650661</id><published>2002-04-21T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-21T08:28:02.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CANT STAND IT. &lt;br /&gt;my blog is too wordy&lt;br /&gt;im blogging EVERYDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood: hyped&lt;br /&gt;winamp: uncle fucka- southpark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i shall delete irrelevant posts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75650661?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75650661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75650661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75650661' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75650461</id><published>2002-04-21T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-21T08:19:16.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;932162&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not char's  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75650461?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75650461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75650461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75650461' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75650426</id><published>2002-04-21T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-21T08:16:38.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jun just scolded me for being a selfish girl&lt;br /&gt;cos i dont link my tests :p hahas. thts the whole point. to annoy the hell outta y'all :) im suchha irritant &lt;br /&gt;boogers. anyhows, if any of y'all out there want ta take the test, ASK ME damnit. hahas. &lt;br /&gt;okay, i shall &lt;i&gt;consider &lt;/i&gt;linking them for the sake of jun. haii. that troublesome thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75650426?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75650426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75650426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75650426' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75648404</id><published>2002-04-21T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-21T06:31:08.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to va &lt;b&gt;ONLY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got home. gee. on the journey home, i was stoning with the other indians in the bus. it just occured to me that, SHE WAS FLIRTING WITH HER!!!!!! how can right. as in, i wasn't that worked up just now, i know. but its like She was flirting with her. it all just came rushing to my mind. although i know She's never going to see her again, but still. yeahh, i dont like the idea. manmanman!! i seriously think that She should stop flirting especially with her. yahh. and right, She should know She shldnt cos of you-knw-what. yahh. and right. how cld She go on top of  her. rightright. as in like, even R also nvr go on top of on her &lt;i&gt;for obv reasons&lt;/i&gt;. then like, She wasnt conked out. She still do such things. i mean. wah lao. booboo man. now, THATS what i call a babu. :(&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75648404?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75648404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75648404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75648404' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75648138</id><published>2002-04-21T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-21T06:15:44.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the feeling that i have for you is so strong &lt;br /&gt;been together so long and this could never be wrong &lt;br /&gt;girl, you’re my angel, you’re my darling angel &lt;br /&gt;closer than my peeps you are to me, baby &lt;br /&gt;shorty, you’re my angel, you’re my darling angel &lt;br /&gt;girl, you’re my friend when I’m in need, lady &lt;br /&gt;girl, in spite of my behavior, said I’m your savior &lt;br /&gt;you must be sent from up above&lt;br /&gt;and you appear to me so tender, say girl I surrender &lt;br /&gt;thanks for giving me your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, just got home from town. yayyers. &lt;br /&gt;im very happy cos eva-knows-what :p  &lt;br /&gt;hahaha. she's probbie thinking of what she shldnt be thinking&lt;br /&gt;eva: wipe that sillie smirk off yer face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75648138?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75648138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75648138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75648138' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75644156</id><published>2002-04-21T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-21T00:40:07.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi huis ! &lt;br /&gt;wahala twinnies rock mann !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75644156?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75644156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75644156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75644156' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75643934</id><published>2002-04-21T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-21T00:24:28.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://content.neopets.com/guilds/f/flaminghottchica/flaminghottchica_0442687001015709509.gif" border=0 alt="I'm Pink! Click to see what color you are!"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75643934?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75643934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75643934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75643934' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75642418</id><published>2002-04-20T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-20T23:05:16.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well apparently va just called to tell me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;that she's still in the lift&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75642418?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75642418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75642418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75642418' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75642030</id><published>2002-04-20T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-20T22:48:11.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;boogers! &lt;br /&gt;currently waiting for eva to arrive&lt;br /&gt;i just have to introduce her to my aquarium house, my hut and the bitch :)&lt;br /&gt;yahh, basically, im in the blogging mood now without anything to declare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75642030?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75642030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75642030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75642030' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75620940</id><published>2002-04-20T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-20T08:43:39.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;love is scratching her back before she falls asleep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh!! so sweet!! -winces-&lt;br /&gt;got that from an email&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gee, im hungry! i think i shall go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;hehs, me and my weird habits. &lt;br /&gt;sleep when you are hungry.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75620940?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75620940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75620940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75620940' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75620457</id><published>2002-04-20T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-20T08:21:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>from jun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://similarminds.com/1.gif" border=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cruel-angels.com/strange.jpg" width="150" height="123" alt="I'm strange!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gasppps! weirdoooo~ im a freak. gee man, should have guessed so. -shrugs-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75620457?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75620457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75620457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75620457' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75619942</id><published>2002-04-20T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-20T08:02:36.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gee. my madass friends [ va. claud. yan [[ as in not shuyan, yanying. ]] ] were like drinking at the rooftop. haha. they all got drunk except for me. *hoorahh* i kept to my passion fruit juice. had to send them home each one by one, felt like a mother of so many kids. hehs. &lt;br /&gt;a very good place to drink, &lt;i&gt;paragon rooftop&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa, it was such difficulty trying to get the drinks. yan was being stalked by many security guards. she had to get &lt;i&gt;her man&lt;/i&gt; [ a total stranger, fyi ] to buy it for her. and the guard went up the &lt;I&gt;her man&lt;/i&gt; and asked if he was buying drinks for anyone. thk goodness &lt;i&gt;the man&lt;/i&gt; said no. cool guy huh? we met him &lt;b&gt;accidentally&lt;/b&gt; at gio, you see, we decided to forget bout the drinks initially. he gave yan her change and was like planning where to meet cos they knew that they were being watched. this sounds pretty much like a thriller huh. oh well, we &lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt; were being stalked. we got the drinks somehow. its a long story. we went through something like, diversion of attention kinda thing, just to get the drinks from &lt;i&gt;the man&lt;/i&gt; haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haii. im tired. and its only 10.55  gee man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish yan wld quit it with her christmas bung. she nearly got into a fight with another girl just now. *scary* yeah, and this XMS bung spoke back at her which &lt;font size=4&gt;greatly&lt;/font&gt; pissed yan off. hahas. and she keeps calling that bung &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;christmas bung&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; because of her sch's initials. XMS and XMAS   hehehs. pretty lame. yan can really make people laugh, hell, ALOT. hehs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay. i shall self entertain myself now. shldnt blog too much. i bore people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75619942?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75619942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75619942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75619942' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75610244</id><published>2002-04-19T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-19T21:27:43.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and now i've got matching guestbook and blog&lt;br /&gt;how lame. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;va. so, u figured who that was. but dont get too excited. heh hehs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75610244?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75610244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75610244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75610244' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3285397.post-75606541</id><published>2002-04-19T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-19T19:21:00.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nehhh. decided that i shall leave the cooking part to my maid for safety purposes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3285397-75606541?l=semicrushed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75606541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3285397/posts/default/75606541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://semicrushed.blogspot.com/index.html#75606541' title=''/><author><name>huis`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786477093585833253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
