<?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-15464569</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:24:51.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>albireo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</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>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-116714329607685094</id><published>2006-12-26T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T06:28:16.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back from penang, and christmas.&lt;br /&gt;gah christmas was boring, srzly&lt;br /&gt;i spent most of the time walking around Dr. Marina's house looking for a place to play the ps2 on, and it got snatched away by julian anyway X_x&lt;br /&gt;omg Dr Marina made me wear a cheongsam, and swear to wear it for cny. did i mention? it makes me look fat, scratch that, i AM fat. it makes me look fatter, there.&lt;br /&gt;ah heck, its all in the name of the 250 bucks i'll be getting in return&lt;br /&gt;i need the money&lt;br /&gt;i'm even taking care of my sister's egg, in return for 8 bucks 21 days later if it doesnt hatch, and 15 if it does, meaning i have to put the egg in my shirt/bra for 21 days.&lt;br /&gt;see how desperate for cash i am?&lt;br /&gt;cos of the cosplay D: D:&lt;br /&gt;wait lemme see&lt;br /&gt;i'm cosplaying itachi( *fangirls*) so i need...&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;s&gt;cloak&lt;/s&gt; i have it! it cost 88 bucks X_x&lt;br /&gt;2) slashed konoha headband, which costs 15 bucks, which i'm gonna get soon, but borrowing from erin for geneve's party.&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;s&gt;ring&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;s&gt;necklace&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) fishnet shirt-HOW THE HELL DO I FIND THAT?!&lt;br /&gt;6) chuunin shoes-30+ i think. i'm borrowing from leen for geneve's party.&lt;br /&gt;7) bandages, anybody know where to get?&lt;br /&gt;8) contacts. these are whats killing me right now. they cost US125! D: my money!&lt;br /&gt;;_; like chanel, leen and erin said, i could jsut get red contacts but how cheater is that? okay i'd do that, but i cant find any /:&lt;br /&gt;HEEEEEELLLLP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-116714329607685094?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/116714329607685094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=116714329607685094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/116714329607685094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/116714329607685094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-back-from-penang-and-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-116563117588973959</id><published>2006-12-08T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T18:26:22.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>revival! and also cos i'm bored and rollover hasnt happened yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name out once of each friends with names starting with A to Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aly (cos i'm too lazy to delete)&lt;br /&gt;Ben!&lt;br /&gt;Chanel! dman i have no idea where to fit leen.&lt;br /&gt;D err dunno?&lt;br /&gt;Emma&lt;br /&gt;Fik&lt;br /&gt;Geri! i am my own best friend(x&lt;br /&gt;HPDM, my third best friend.&lt;br /&gt;I am my own best friend. &lt;br /&gt;Julian(yay he's coming over for christmas&lt;br /&gt;K(omg jolene you missed this out. i think.) kailin&lt;br /&gt;Lucy! more slave than friend? nahh still more friend than slave xD&lt;br /&gt;Me! jkg, Mel(ody)&lt;br /&gt;Nat&lt;br /&gt;Oprah Winfrey is everyone's friend! if she isnt, then Olay is every woman above forty's best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Pearl&lt;br /&gt;QiYing&lt;br /&gt;Ryan!&lt;br /&gt;Sarah ( i was tempted to put sephiroth, then thought about the suanning that would have gotten me so nvm)&lt;br /&gt;Tea! more specifically, green tea!&lt;br /&gt;U noe hu dis is(zomg lian speak)&lt;br /&gt;Vincent&lt;br /&gt;What! &lt;br /&gt;Xian. very xian.&lt;br /&gt;You are getting sleepy....&lt;br /&gt;Zomg finally, somewhere i can pt leen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How many siblings A has? Name them.&lt;br /&gt;ONE. HAH SEE I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What does B SMS you about?&lt;br /&gt;telling me my sister is jumping on my bed -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is C's nickname?&lt;br /&gt;err i dont think chanel has one. oho how bout chaleen! okay lame nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How did you get to know D?&lt;br /&gt;due to my blurness(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How despo is E?&lt;br /&gt;.....BWAHAHAHAHA OMG EMMA DESPO. SOMEONE GET GUINESS WORLD RECORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How much older/younger is F than you?&lt;br /&gt;no idea. physical age older, yes, maturity, DEFINITELY older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Name 3 of G's best friends.&lt;br /&gt;me, me and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Does H know I? In what way?&lt;br /&gt;yes they know each other, verrry intimatrely xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What happens if J suddenly turns into your enemy?&lt;br /&gt;....happened many times, but we always end up getting together to fight against my sister O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Under what condition will K &amp; L gets married?&lt;br /&gt;DAMN i knew i should have put L for Leon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How many people do you know with M's name?&lt;br /&gt;Melody? err Beethovan's third sonata is one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you enjoy talking on the phone with N?&lt;br /&gt;i...dont. i enjoy talking with her about Diana Wynne Jones though xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you think O knows P?&lt;br /&gt;omg pearl you know oprah winfrey?! get me a signature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. How geeky is Q?&lt;br /&gt;...qiying. geeky. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is R very popular?&lt;br /&gt;heh no idea, his school's waaay off in new zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Is T a very random person?&lt;br /&gt;GREEN TEA IS NOT RANDOM. IT IS TEH 1337&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How are U &amp; V related?&lt;br /&gt;they're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you take W as anything else other than a friend?&lt;br /&gt;we are MORE THAN FRIENDS. we are err. close buddies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. When is the last time u met up with X?&lt;br /&gt;today. just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Are Y &amp; Z enemies?&lt;br /&gt;.....xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Of A to Z, which one do u love the most and will give &lt;3s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Will you betray any of them?&lt;br /&gt;no! *cuddles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have u loved and confessed to any one in A to Z?&lt;br /&gt;i have always loved myself, but have seen no need to confess xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Have you tagged A to Z informing them that they have to take this quiz too?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM STILL BORED T______________T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-116563117588973959?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/116563117588973959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=116563117588973959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/116563117588973959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/116563117588973959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/12/revival-and-also-cos-im-bored-and.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-116343292803489540</id><published>2006-11-13T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T07:48:48.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this be a late post&lt;br /&gt;i'm going off tomorrow(x&lt;br /&gt;hee wish me luck in speaking chinese.&lt;br /&gt;umnm lets see&lt;br /&gt;chanel/leen: naruto and bleach stuff&lt;br /&gt;jolene: smth emo(HAHAHA JOLENE)&lt;br /&gt;sarah: a sketchbook! as in, the kind with sketches already inside&lt;br /&gt;emma: a skirt.&lt;br /&gt;fik: something to do with jolie. maybe a two cent poster?&lt;br /&gt;erik: soft toy! hee so you can hug(x&lt;br /&gt;kailin: ummm i'll wait and see haha&lt;br /&gt;qiying: leejunki stuff&lt;br /&gt;yubo: gothic lolita clothes! hee&lt;br /&gt;bro: naruto stuff(zomg a convert D:)&lt;br /&gt;jacky: prob mroe emo stuff. she's angsty.&lt;br /&gt;umm&lt;br /&gt;calista(cos she's bugging me for a present, bloody hell): dunno&lt;br /&gt;umm&lt;br /&gt;kenneth?: sims stuff lawl&lt;br /&gt;heh i cant think of any more stuff&lt;br /&gt;nat'll prob remind me&lt;br /&gt;hee&lt;br /&gt;man one month T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha being forgotten does have its perks, i guess(x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-116343292803489540?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-116299220888915645</id><published>2006-11-08T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T05:23:28.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zomg cloud is short X_x&lt;br /&gt;5'7"&lt;br /&gt;thats abt 167-169&lt;br /&gt;which is SHORT.&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;okay nvm&lt;br /&gt;breaking news&lt;br /&gt;MY HAIR IS DROPPING D:&lt;br /&gt;i am in anguish here.&lt;br /&gt;my tail's longest few hairs have been dropping(they're only about 12cm btw. kinda pathetic, really.)&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;ah heck&lt;br /&gt;and another thing&lt;br /&gt;the ring which sarah, jolene, emma, and me have?&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;i very stupidly misshaped it in the middle of trng&lt;br /&gt;i was doing burpees(which suck.), and cos the cord on which the ring was hung kept flying out of my shirt, i took it off and put it around my wrist.&lt;br /&gt;and into my watch&lt;br /&gt;but lo and behold, when i finished my burpees, it was in a triangle shape.&lt;br /&gt;i swear, that nearly gave me a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;but the good news is, i managed to get it back to normal, round shape!&lt;br /&gt;i went to bits and pieces after trng today, with erik and charlotte&lt;br /&gt;and when the guy saw the ring he was like O_O&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then he took out this long thingy (OMG FIK DONT THINK SICK) like a rod, only narrow at one end and thicker at the other, and put the ring on it&lt;br /&gt;then he used a really cute hammer made of plastic i think, yellow and red like lucy and gayle's twin costume haha&lt;br /&gt;and hammered it into shape&lt;br /&gt;hee that was quite fascinating to watch&lt;br /&gt;meh&lt;br /&gt;everyone has been posting on how they'll miss 213&lt;br /&gt;so i shall be original, and not do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;real reason: i cant think of anything that has not already been said&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee&lt;br /&gt;but srsly, i'm gonna miss acting gay /:&lt;br /&gt;(shit i just scratched myself again. i need a new keyboard!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-116299220888915645?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/116299220888915645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=116299220888915645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/116299220888915645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/116299220888915645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/11/zomg-cloud-is-short-xx-57-thats-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-116208216616839912</id><published>2006-10-28T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T17:36:06.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a Weird and Scary dream.&lt;br /&gt;and because i'm such a Great person, my dreams are significant.&lt;br /&gt;but thats not the point&lt;br /&gt;the point is, i think i'm scared of needles /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, i had a dream where me, jolene, eileen, chanel, and someone else, i cant rmb X_x went to the future or smth.&lt;br /&gt;and we were asked to save the starship(or wahtever that thingy hanging in the stars was) from the evil doctor something.&lt;br /&gt;and on the way, we met emma, who was a poor, impoverished slave(AHAHAHA) working under that evil doctor something.&lt;br /&gt;we saved her, and she became my slave (ohyeah i rmb who the other person was, it was lucy. heh.) and we set out to kill that evil doctor something.&lt;br /&gt;and at his ominous doorstep, we saw his doctor. (the evil doctor apparently has  asthma)&lt;br /&gt;the doctor said we couldnt go past unless we gave her our eggs, so she could fertilise them(bio omg)&lt;br /&gt;and being the brave macho person i am, i offered to do so(not like i wanted them anyway)&lt;br /&gt;the thing is(and the whole point of this pointless dream), is that she STUCK THIS HUGE NEEDLE INTO MY STOMACH TO GET OUT THE EGGS.&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomg&lt;br /&gt;and in conclusion, i dont think i like needles very much.&lt;br /&gt;so for the taiwan influenza jab thing, i have a deep, foreboding feeling that i'm gonna scream.&lt;br /&gt;i have a bad relationship with needles i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;the last time i got myself jabbed, it was to take out blood.&lt;br /&gt;and the doctor went 'oops, i didnt hit a nerve' so he pulled it out and stuck it back in again.&lt;br /&gt;gahh~&lt;br /&gt;oh and if youre wondering, we DID defeat the evil doctor who had asthma.&lt;br /&gt;we challenged him to an xbox game, and when i defeated his kirby with my phoenix guy, he screamed and died.&lt;br /&gt;so there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-116208216616839912?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/116208216616839912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=116208216616839912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/116208216616839912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/116208216616839912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-had-weird-and-scary-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-116169097547825184</id><published>2006-10-24T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T04:56:15.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Knowledge&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twirl and swirl.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's looking, for now.&lt;br /&gt;Feet moving in a tangent of geometric shapes.&lt;br /&gt;Silent swooshing of linen robes as he comes to a standstill.&lt;br /&gt;The bare room looks back at him, returning expectant gaze for expectant gaze.&lt;br /&gt;Wooden floors give no response to questions asked, rather, they return them with dusty footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;Footsteps, he hears footsteps. He turns around, looking expectantly, as he always does, to the gaping hole that passes for a doorway.&lt;br /&gt;Another waits there, head bowed. For a moment, he wonders if it his fault, if he had done something wrong to cause pain to him&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back furiously gives no clue as to what possible misbehaviour he might have done.&lt;br /&gt;No thought, no emotions show on his face as he steps forward. Slowly, oh so slowly, his head raises, like the snakes he speaks to.&lt;br /&gt;His face is wan, drawn with pain and racked with lines that speak volumes about his emotional state, lines that tell Draco more than Harry would ever tell him.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Draco says nothing, lets nothing past the soft smile that he keeps on his face like a mask, a layer of pretty smiles and empty eyes framed by silver blonde lashes.&lt;br /&gt;Harry thought Draco could not guess what was going on, did not know anything beyond the confines of the room in their house, and the daily meals brought by him. Draco knew better.&lt;br /&gt;Draco knew Harry was still fighting a war, no longer a physical one, never a physical one. Only now it was fought with political barbs and hints that the Boy-Who-Lived no longer had any purpose in a world where Voldemort was dead.&lt;br /&gt;Draco knew he was supposed to be braindead, hit by a spell from his own father for not killing Harry when he was supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;Draco knew, Harry came back every day to check on him, feeling honor bound as a member of the Order to check on a casualty of war.&lt;br /&gt;Draco knew, he knew.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing got past his face as he reached out his hand, playing the simpleton. He kept smiling, never letting his knowledge get past his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Oh if anyone had known, had known that Draco had never meant to join the Order. Had known that Draco could not kill Harry because he was &lt;em&gt;scared&lt;/em&gt; to do so. Had known that he had killed his own father before he could kill him. Had known that Narcissa Malfoy resided in Malfoy Manor still, sitting at her dresser and waiting for him to act.&lt;br /&gt;Had known that Draco would never act, for life was much simpler this way, having Harry feed him, Harry lead him here and there, having Harry &lt;em&gt;own&lt;/em&gt; him, body but not soul.&lt;br /&gt;Never soul.&lt;br /&gt;He reached forward to give Harry a hug, like he'd done for the past few months, a routine they had yet to break. He smiled a genuine smile while keeping his face pressed into Harry's comfortable shoulder, a smile that would have made Lucius Malfoy proud.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Draco knew &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;, while Harry knew only what he chose him to know.&lt;br /&gt;And Draco was planning to keep it that way.&lt;br /&gt;-finit-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, a random piece that popped out of nowhere. It was waiting to come out, so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, i miss emaa, and i'm gonna miss 213, but i won't post my feelings here like everyone else does, i have my own reasons. Go see my lj if you want angst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-116169097547825184?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/116169097547825184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=116169097547825184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/116169097547825184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/116169097547825184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/10/knowledge-twirl-and-swirl.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-116083392029051239</id><published>2006-10-14T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T06:52:01.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;A TWO THIRTEEN TRIBUTE(ARY)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i read a few emo posts, i shall be emo and write one too!&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;friday was lets-all-be-emo-and-look-past-eoys day&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;i think aly was damn brave(or maybe its just cos she's &lt;em&gt;aly&lt;/em&gt;) to cry like that, in front of nearly the whole class&lt;br /&gt;i would never have done that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;thats cos i'm macho&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sniff&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna miss 213&lt;br /&gt;its the only class where i've actually been able to act as myself as possible so far.&lt;br /&gt;pri1-3, i was too busy living up to julian, geovann and joseph's expectations, acting as the tough bully and all.&lt;br /&gt;pri4-6 was worse. hormones started kicking in and i felt the need to act perfect, not have any flaws.&lt;br /&gt;sec one...hur with 110 waddya think?&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;213 is the best class i've been in, and will probably be.&lt;br /&gt;its where i can act as gay as i want to, and still be taken seriously. well not really, but at impt stuff, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;its where we can all get high, over impossibly inane stuff&lt;br /&gt;like, candice is being mature, and ally being ally, chanel and leen fangirling, liz reading as usual, and i'm trying to be macho, but usually not succeeding&lt;br /&gt;jolene would be being suanned by fik, lucy and liying while sarah continues to fold stars, responding when they get too rowdy&lt;br /&gt;gwen and stella would be talking to each other, lana paying attention(WITHOUT THE LION PENCILCASE D:) yuwen sleeping, and glen drawing away.&lt;br /&gt;nat and syd would be reading manga, or sleeping in syd's case. gayle would be sleeping, but wake up every once in a while to preach on about how manga's gonna kill us all one day. mel would sleep throughout, while geneve and yiting draw or read.&lt;br /&gt;emma and erin would watch as aly and cat fight over aly's pencilcase, or something equally trivial. pearl would be reading her angsty books(x&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not really sure about shin's grp, but i know shin makes these weird noises, little squeaks every once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i miss 213 already&lt;br /&gt;will i be able to act as gay and macho in my next class?&lt;br /&gt;i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;a tribute to someone, who probably never existed except maybe in my imagination&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always wanted a twin,&lt;br /&gt;someone i could share all memories with&lt;br /&gt;we'd grow together, learn together, sleep together&lt;br /&gt;we'd be closer than siblings are allowed to be.&lt;br /&gt;we'd be &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;we wouldnt care what others would think&lt;br /&gt;we'd just do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;what i wanted was a part of myself to anchor to&lt;br /&gt;someone whose life would revolve around mine, and mine around his. or hers.&lt;br /&gt;someone who would do as i want, and i'd do as she, or he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;heh like that'd ever happen.&lt;br /&gt;my theory is that, every person needs another person to anchor themselves to&lt;br /&gt;or more than one person&lt;br /&gt;or even an object.&lt;br /&gt;as we pass through life, we make webs that connect ourselves with that person, then as events happen, those webs either break or strengthen.&lt;br /&gt;when those webs grow too strong, the two people are stuck together, whether they want it or not.&lt;br /&gt;wish that'd happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-116083392029051239?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/116083392029051239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=116083392029051239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/116083392029051239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/116083392029051239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/10/two-thirteen-tributeary-since-i-read.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-116040391379985086</id><published>2006-10-09T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T07:25:13.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*posting rampage*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA QIYING YOU NOOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fate is on my side, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;all the suanning has come to an end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;okay not really, but i can dream&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, even leejunki approves(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before you start reading, here's a little fact.&lt;br /&gt;Qiying is a great fan of leejunki, but no matter how many times she seaches for his card(you know, the little things resembling the ones i bought for eileenchanel and emma) at comics connection, she has yet to find one.&lt;br /&gt;series of events:&lt;br /&gt;1)me and qiying went to lot one for her to buy her physics book.&lt;br /&gt;2)we went down the escalator&lt;br /&gt;3)i saw this calander thingy on the floor, and afraid it might be my sephiroth one that leen gave me(I LOVE SEPHIROTH) or the vincent one, i picked it up.&lt;br /&gt;4)i turned it around&lt;br /&gt;5)i saw leejunki's face.&lt;br /&gt;6)qiying went bananas.&lt;br /&gt;7)i quote: HOW COME YOU JUST PICK A RANDOM CARD UP AND GET HIS PICTURE. I LOOK EVERYWHERE, AND CANT FIND A SINGLE ONE. WAHLAO. end quote.&lt;br /&gt;8)i smirk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE. FATE LOVES ME. and i love sephiroth, so yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-116040391379985086?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/116040391379985086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=116040391379985086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/116040391379985086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/116040391379985086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/10/posting-rampage-ahahaha-qiying-you.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-116032271300017774</id><published>2006-10-08T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T09:05:54.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AN UPDATE, BY JOVE.&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be using the com to do my geon, which i didnt hand up on friday, and told mrs mo i'd hand it up tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#336666"&gt;i'm sorry, i lied. i promised i wouldnt do it. i'm sorry.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;class chalet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha it was total wack. i think we were all on crack or smth&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i went off with syd, chanel, gayle and lucy.&lt;br /&gt;we were being &lt;b&gt;Public Nuisances&lt;/b&gt; on the bus and mrt(whaddya expect, gayle+lucy hello?)&lt;br /&gt;we got off at pasir ris, waited for the taxi, where me and lucy were being total morons and standing on the road and doing random crab dances.&lt;br /&gt;we got a taxi! :D&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my almighty powers, with no help from lucy whatsoever AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;okay not really.&lt;br /&gt;we got a taxi with a driver who would fit us all in, and went off.&lt;br /&gt;we were being really CRAZY and stuff in the taxi, and when someone(i cant rmb who) asked the taxi driver if he minded, he told us to continue on, it was entertaining( it seems there &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; nice adults in s'pore after all)&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;then when we got there, we very stupidly went to the wrong bungalow and shouted in there.&lt;br /&gt;oops?&lt;br /&gt;we went to the right one on the second try, and it was called BULBUL. AHAHAHA cute name innit?&lt;br /&gt;then we looked for the others, who were cycling haha&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to join in, but no more bicycles D:&lt;br /&gt;so we slacked around for a while, and i managed to sort out my clothing arrangements&lt;br /&gt;then we went SWIMMING 8D(omg i cant believe i'm using this smiley)&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, my clothing arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;god i shudder to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;i wore the same pair of pants(school shorts) and bra(thankfully a sports one) to school, &lt;i&gt;swimming&lt;/i&gt;, to sleep, and home. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;and jolene very nicely lent me two shirts(ARIGATOU)&lt;br /&gt;i liked the yellow shirt!&lt;br /&gt;okay nvm&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;we went SWIMMING.&lt;br /&gt;WHEE&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 SWIMMING.&lt;br /&gt;nearly as much as i love sephiroth, but thats a different matter altogether&lt;br /&gt;although it would be hot to swim &lt;em&gt;with&lt;/em&gt; sephiroth.&lt;br /&gt;cough.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;went back, played gamecube&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY TRASHED YITING&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;*evil cackles of doom*&lt;br /&gt;SMIRKSMIRK.&lt;br /&gt;link pwns all.&lt;br /&gt;smirk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;my face is gonna fall off from all that smirking&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then while jolene and syd cooked(i distinctly rmb someone practicing the balcony scene COUGH)&lt;br /&gt;we played some more gamecube!&lt;br /&gt;i feel slightly guilty at not helping with the cooking&lt;br /&gt;but anything more complicated than maggi would leave the people who ate my food in stomachaches.&lt;br /&gt;cooking lessons excepted, of course.&lt;br /&gt;then jolene came in with the announcement that she'd LOST THE RING&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;my first reaction was WTF JOLENE YOU NINCOMPOOP HOW COULD YOU.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to search!&lt;br /&gt;and came to the conclusion that it'd dropped into the jacuzzi and was gone forever):&lt;br /&gt;then we went back, and jolene found in on her bed-.-&lt;br /&gt;TWIT.&lt;br /&gt;-suans jolene-&lt;br /&gt;(i'll never get this opportunity to be the suanner instead of the suanned so i'll milk this for all its worth HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;then we uh.&lt;br /&gt;ate a bit&lt;br /&gt;and then went to fik's room to see fik realise that she's a lousy teacher(x&lt;br /&gt;1)nobody listens to her teaching &lt;s&gt;read: saying the notes word-for-word out loud&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)nobody listens even if she fakecries when nobody listens.&lt;br /&gt;3)she &lt;i&gt;cant&lt;/i&gt; fakecry-.-&lt;br /&gt;4)she's underappreciated, and underpaid, and doesnt realise she's not paid in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;5)she said my answer was wrong, and ally's correctD: treason!&lt;br /&gt;syd was being a mother hen but nvm&lt;br /&gt;SORRY SYD.&lt;br /&gt;she was the only one who was so dirt obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;i swear, she has ocd.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to play dare or dare on the stones.&lt;br /&gt;i decline to comment on this&lt;br /&gt;except to make sure eveyone who reads this knows that jolene got WELL AND TRULY SUANNED. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then went to me, sarah, jolene, yuwen's room to play truth.&lt;br /&gt;hur and i scared the wits out of fik and chanel&lt;br /&gt;who knew they were that scaredy cats?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;smirk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a hand drives through the window, splintering the glass onto poor candice, who dared face its wrath by holding open the curtain. it grabs at her, before realising there is *fear* in the room and is emanating from the two girls in the corner(read: fik and chanel) it wraps its long, clawed hand around the both of them(which, by the way, would have been impossible cos i was between them but yeah) and pulls them out of the room.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay it was more effective at 2am&lt;br /&gt;and you know what?&lt;br /&gt;we didnt sleep.&lt;br /&gt;not much.&lt;br /&gt;played truth or dare till 4m, then slacked around at the bbq bench, till fik's macs came.&lt;br /&gt;and then dozed on the living room chair(i gave up and slept on the floor, it was more comfy)&lt;br /&gt;then played gamecube&lt;br /&gt;and then waited for the sun to rise before realising that we were in the EAST, therefore we wouldnt see the sun rise from the WEST.&lt;br /&gt;such idiots nature make of us.&lt;br /&gt;then we had to pack up some more and go home&lt;br /&gt;i cant rmb much then, and even before this, my account might have been slightly screwed. i dont do well with sleepovers etc. too sleepy(you might have noticed that)&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;thats abt it i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i think i left out a lot, but fik's blog, and ally's kinda covers everything so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;NIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-116032271300017774?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/116032271300017774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=116032271300017774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/116032271300017774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/116032271300017774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/10/update-by-jove.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-115973227997648527</id><published>2006-10-01T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T12:51:19.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well.&lt;br /&gt;sleepover was waaay better than i'd imagined&lt;br /&gt;and rocked in so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;right now, the ring is on a black string around my neck.&lt;br /&gt;and if emma, sarah, or jolene ever read this, i hope you guys will stay true and keep the ring close to yourself, and to each other(:&lt;br /&gt;okay that sounded super un-geri X.x nvm&lt;br /&gt;--------FANGIRL ALERT-----------&lt;br /&gt;OMG HAKU DIED&lt;br /&gt;I AM HEARTBROKEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;can you believe i nearly cried when zabuza died and asked to see his face one more time?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;and lee is DAMN UGLY.&lt;br /&gt;whats up with his 'i love you' to sakura?!&lt;br /&gt;SO GROSS&lt;br /&gt;okay nvm&lt;br /&gt;things about Lee i cannot stand&lt;br /&gt;1) his eyes. WHATS UP WITH THE ROUND EYES CAN.&lt;br /&gt;2) his eyebrows. so thick and bushy.&lt;br /&gt;3) his clothes. why are they so tight?!&lt;br /&gt;4) his confession of love to sakura. bad taste, much?&lt;br /&gt;5) the stupid heart thing. who the hell blows hearts at other people by WINKING?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe i'm just biased cos of the eye thing&lt;br /&gt;but he SO doesnt deserve a pairing.&lt;br /&gt;esp not lee/gara&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;gara is waaay too cool for him.&lt;br /&gt;i like his hair!&lt;br /&gt;so reno-ish(x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-115973227997648527?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/115973227997648527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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jonathan didnt win&lt;br /&gt;hur&lt;br /&gt;how sad, another taufik&lt;br /&gt;wonder if he'll ending advertising 7-11&lt;br /&gt;or maybe macdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;and i dunno whether to laugh or choke at this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:&lt;br /&gt;russian girls are hot(x&lt;br /&gt;chanel:&lt;br /&gt;omg lol.&lt;br /&gt;chanel:&lt;br /&gt;what will emma say xD&lt;br /&gt;me:&lt;br /&gt;...YES I AGREE&lt;br /&gt;chanel:&lt;br /&gt;and then erm, erm, emma will be like, geri, do you like russian girls.&lt;br /&gt;chanel:&lt;br /&gt;and you will be like, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;chanel:&lt;br /&gt;and she will frown and go, but i'm not russian.&lt;br /&gt;chanel:&lt;br /&gt;AHHH&lt;br /&gt;chanel:&lt;br /&gt;*brokenheart*(cos blogger wont let me post)&lt;br /&gt;chanel:&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(we were talking abt miss universe.)&lt;br /&gt;i am torn between laughing my head off and puking&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;SASUKE IS DAMN COOL&lt;br /&gt;so's kakashi, but he reads weird books, and isnt angsty enough&lt;br /&gt;naruto's an idiot&lt;br /&gt;SAKURA SHOULD DIE.&lt;br /&gt;okay nvm i dont like her&lt;br /&gt;she's nearly an otakuD:&lt;br /&gt;but she's good with ino, or whatever her name is xD&lt;br /&gt;okay random nvm&lt;br /&gt;yay lit pt is over!&lt;br /&gt;i screwed up the first part i think=x&lt;br /&gt;pfft i hope that doesnt pull down the grp marks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-115919422944982074?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/115919422944982074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=115919422944982074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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IDOL.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE LET JONATHAN LEONG WIN.&lt;br /&gt;gah nvm&lt;br /&gt;one taufik's enough, dont you think?&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;singapore idol is &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; losing its watchability&lt;br /&gt;but yeah&lt;br /&gt;i keep getting distracted by saiyuki reload book three in front of me!&lt;br /&gt;I DONT GET WHATS GOING ON IN THERE.&lt;br /&gt;EMMA YOU MUST RMB TO BRING BOOK TWO OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;hur not like she'll read it in time-.-&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;gahhh theres this group picture in there that so damn adorable!&lt;br /&gt;its like, the four of them sitting on a field&lt;br /&gt;and theres a black and white picture of goku, which is also residing as the wallpaper of my phone&lt;br /&gt;and he looks DAMN CUTE IN IT.&lt;br /&gt;although i prefer hokkai, but the only solo pic of him is like,&lt;br /&gt;him in an open shirt&lt;br /&gt;and i hate open shirts.&lt;br /&gt;it makes the guy wearing it look like such a male slut(LOL)&lt;br /&gt;unless its sephiroth of course, but sephiroth is perfect see.&lt;br /&gt;GAHH&lt;br /&gt;DID I MENTION&lt;br /&gt;MY SISTER THINKS SHE CAN SING.&lt;br /&gt;and no, she cant.&lt;br /&gt;as in, this com is facing the wall&lt;br /&gt;and behind me is the toilet&lt;br /&gt;and she like to go in there, play a song from her phone, and SING ALONG TO IT&lt;br /&gt;and she so canNOT sing.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in such a bitchy mood today=x&lt;br /&gt;think its cos my bro was bing super whiny and irritating and uh. attention seeking. ask qiying if you need proof.&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah&lt;br /&gt;saiyuki eyes are so INTENSE&lt;br /&gt;esp sanzo's!&lt;br /&gt;and uh&lt;br /&gt;goku is damn adorable&lt;br /&gt;and and and&lt;br /&gt;HAKKAI'S *LOOKS* ARE DAMN COOL&lt;br /&gt;he sorta reminds me of fye(x&lt;br /&gt;as in&lt;br /&gt;the super calm and slightly foppish, 'mother' of the group.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;and i dont like gojyo&lt;br /&gt;for some reason, he irks me&lt;br /&gt;i think its the flirt thing&lt;br /&gt;never liked flirts.&lt;br /&gt;snicker&lt;br /&gt;and a miracle happened&lt;br /&gt;WE CONVERTED SYD TO OURAN&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;i know&lt;br /&gt;such a miracle as ne'er seen since the days of internet&lt;br /&gt;pfft lame nvm&lt;br /&gt;mwahaha&lt;br /&gt;shakespeare is stuck in my headD:&lt;br /&gt;at least i dont have to go&lt;br /&gt;'with love's light wings did i o'erperch these walls/for stony limits cannot hold love out'&lt;br /&gt;hur poor fik&lt;br /&gt;poor jolene&lt;br /&gt;she has to wear a NIGHTGOWN dude.&lt;br /&gt;like, zomg.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha bimbo(x&lt;br /&gt;and no, i'm NOT bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;theres a difference in ACTING bimbo, and BEING bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;for example.&lt;br /&gt;i had no idea dolce and gabbana was a brand, until syd explained.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought it was a comedy show or smth&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;judy and punch?&lt;br /&gt;err&lt;br /&gt;some criminal couple or smth&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;okay reeeaally random nvm&lt;br /&gt;ahaha i'm bored&lt;br /&gt;ohwait YES theres fics!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;hpdm(x&lt;br /&gt;and heres a random list of questions&lt;br /&gt;1)who do you think should be top/bottom in hpdm, and why&lt;br /&gt;2)do you support the idea of a manga library/club/CCA in rgs?&lt;br /&gt;3)support eileenchanel!(okay not a question. but it makes eileen get really flustered so yeah.)&lt;br /&gt;4)who do you think fits the ouran characters in our class?&lt;br /&gt;lol really random stuff&lt;br /&gt;i've been going on a manga/anime rampage lately&lt;br /&gt;X.x&lt;br /&gt;i watched three cds of ccs(and they're like, one and a half hour each), bought TWO saiyuki reload books(they're TEN BUCKSD: OMG), attempted to read deathnote again, reread tsubasa book 9 and 10.&lt;br /&gt;hur&lt;br /&gt;in like, the span of three days.&lt;br /&gt;tchaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-115815410206652372</id><published>2006-09-13T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T06:28:22.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;cooking!&lt;br /&gt;my quiche(pronounced &lt;s&gt;KISSHHH&lt;/s&gt; KU-ISH) turned out flat!D:&lt;br /&gt;it like, rose in the oven thingamajig&lt;br /&gt;and uh&lt;br /&gt;flattened later&lt;br /&gt;and when it rose, it was like, 5-10cm tall haha&lt;br /&gt;and ignore jolene if she says its as tall as i am&lt;br /&gt;i am SO not 5-10cm tall.&lt;br /&gt;more like 5-10m&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;i shall tower above all you infantile, puny little people&lt;br /&gt;and smirk away like there's no sephiroth.&lt;br /&gt;shall practice&lt;br /&gt;*smirk*&lt;br /&gt;*SMIRK*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*SMIRK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY(today, for those bozos out there)&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;EMMA TRICKED SYDNEY&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;that was damn amusing&lt;br /&gt;she was like, standing there for abt 10s looking like a total IDIOT(x&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;and aly is so funnyxD&lt;br /&gt;like, she screams at the smallest provocations&lt;br /&gt;and lousiest ghost stories&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;smirksmirk&lt;br /&gt;and the stupid survey thing was SO POINTLESS.&lt;br /&gt;but the second test was fun!&lt;br /&gt;and uh&lt;br /&gt;went home with emma and fik&lt;br /&gt;and we were talking some random crap stuff, but i cant rmb&lt;br /&gt;what i DO rmb&lt;br /&gt;is that&lt;br /&gt;fik&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;lousy&lt;br /&gt;at&lt;br /&gt;topping&lt;br /&gt;up&lt;br /&gt;her&lt;br /&gt;exlink card!&lt;br /&gt;tada!&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;she was like, poke the screen thingy&lt;br /&gt;and she didnt notice my finger on the other side&lt;br /&gt;and she was like&lt;br /&gt;pokepoke!&lt;br /&gt;EH HOW COME ITS NOT RESPONDING&lt;br /&gt;then i reached forward and poked it and it WORKED!&lt;br /&gt;and she was like, okay...thanks&lt;br /&gt;then later, she still couldnt poke it!&lt;br /&gt;but whenever i tried, i got it right!&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;tim taught me that trick&lt;br /&gt;but anyway&lt;br /&gt;when we finished, fik was WHININ(yes, whining!) about how the machine was biased, till i told her that i'd been putting a finger on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAA FIK YOU LOUSY(x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-115815410206652372?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/115815410206652372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm heartbroken!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;http://www.lovecalculator.com/love.php?name1=cloud+strife&amp;name2=sephiroth+shinra&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;how can this be?!!?!?&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;on another(yet more heartbreaking note)&lt;br /&gt;mine and seph's only =82%&lt;br /&gt;whereas i get 98% with yazooD:&lt;br /&gt;i dont want the sissy, i want only sephiroth&lt;br /&gt;(warning: fangirl alert)&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes a convo me and my brother were having in church&lt;br /&gt;(we were discussing who we'd choose if we had to choose between two ppl from either advent children, harry potter, or both)&lt;br /&gt;me: so. would you rather have harry or draco&lt;br /&gt;ben: uh harry, cos draco looks gay&lt;br /&gt;me:O_O isnt that the whole point?!&lt;br /&gt;ben: eh. whatever. your turn, tifa or yuffie&lt;br /&gt;me: tifa, yuffie would make me feel like a pedophile&lt;br /&gt;ben: arent you younger than her?&lt;br /&gt;me:....er. yeah. ANYWAY. your turn. rufus shinra or rufus scrimgeour?(cos he said he'd choose rufus shinra over any other charac in AC, cos he's rich)&lt;br /&gt;ben: hm. rufus shinra, cos he's rich. no wait. rufus scrimgeour cos then i can use his wand.&lt;br /&gt;me: O_O WTF?!?! THAT SOUNDED DAMN WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;ben: what?! oh wait. gahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats what comes when you read too many harry draco fics&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;(and i'm influencing my bro! hur i worry for his sanity)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-115748089133907272?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/115748089133907272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=115748089133907272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/115748089133907272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/115748089133907272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-heartbroken-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-115678016740312250</id><published>2006-08-28T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T08:49:29.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WTF MY SUPER LONG POST JUST GOT LOST.&lt;br /&gt;BLOOGY BLOGGER.&lt;br /&gt;now i have to redo the quiz thing on erik's blog&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-115678016740312250?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/115678016740312250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=115678016740312250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/115678016740312250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/115678016740312250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/08/wtf-my-super-long-post-just-got-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-115677959016909318</id><published>2006-08-28T07:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T08:39:56.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey i'm updating!&lt;br /&gt;no reason for you to complain man.&lt;br /&gt;see jolene!&lt;br /&gt;i update!&lt;br /&gt;and just so you cant complain its a short one, i koped this from erik&lt;br /&gt;(hers is full of mushy stuff X.x)&lt;br /&gt;1. Full name: geraldine goh jun(lee jun ki!) cheng&lt;br /&gt;2. Name backwards: gnehc nuj hog enidlareg&lt;br /&gt;3. Were you named after someone? : a priest. dont laugh.&lt;br /&gt;4. Meaning of name: ruler of the spear! see it beats emma's by a long mile man.&lt;br /&gt;5. Nickname: geri&lt;br /&gt;6. Screen name: hpdm&lt;leejunki&lt;sephcloud&lt;sephiroth(lol)&lt;br /&gt;7. D.O.B: 9/7/92&lt;br /&gt;8. Place of birth: singapore&lt;br /&gt;9. Nationality: singaporean&lt;br /&gt;10. Current location: singapore&lt;br /&gt;11. Star sign: cancer&lt;br /&gt;12. Religion: catholic. sadly. soon to change.&lt;br /&gt;13. Height: 159! i grew!&lt;br /&gt;14. Weight: uhm heavy? yeahyeah i'm fat.&lt;br /&gt;15. Shoe size: 5-6&lt;br /&gt;16. Hair color: black&lt;br /&gt;17. Eye color: black&lt;br /&gt;18. Who do you look like: my bro!&lt;br /&gt;19. Innie or outtie: huh.&lt;br /&gt;20. Lefty or righty: both? sometimes lol.&lt;br /&gt;21. Gay, straight, bi or others: les. not even bi hahah.&lt;br /&gt;22. Best friends: erik, kailin, qiying, emma, jolene, sarah, pheb&lt;br /&gt;23. Best friends you trust most: uhm abt the same lah.&lt;br /&gt;24. Favourite pals: emma and jolene, cos they're fellow 'guys'&lt;br /&gt;25. Best friend of opposite sex: michael?&lt;br /&gt;26. Best buddies: qn 22&lt;br /&gt;27. Boyfriend or girlfriend: single, not looking.&lt;br /&gt;28. Crush: 1-sephiroth. 2-leejunki. 3-shhh. her name's a SECRET(x&lt;br /&gt;29. Parents: mother dearest is the worst mother one can get. whereas daddy rocks.&lt;br /&gt;30. Worst Enemy: uh. i have a love/hate affair with fanfiction i guess.&lt;br /&gt;31. Favourite online guy: i dont go online much&lt;br /&gt;32. Favourite online girl: ditto&lt;br /&gt;33. Craziest friend: aly? ally?&lt;br /&gt;34. Advice friend: uh. qiying i guess.&lt;br /&gt;35. Loudest friend: jolene!(x(dont kill me)&lt;br /&gt;36. Person you cry with: uhm depends?&lt;br /&gt;37. Any sisters: one. who has weird taste in music, and is slowly morphing into an ahlian.&lt;br /&gt;38. Any brothers: yupp, his bday is tmr! wish him happy bday!(x&lt;br /&gt;39. Any pets: fish? pillow?&lt;br /&gt;40. Any disease: nope.&lt;br /&gt;41. Pager: nope&lt;br /&gt;42. Personal phone line: nope&lt;br /&gt;43. Cell phone: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;44. Lava Lamp: the shiny blobs!&lt;br /&gt;45. Pool or hot tub: pool! more space to sleep lol&lt;br /&gt;46. A car: uh dunno.&lt;br /&gt;47. Your personality: uhm. screwed!&lt;br /&gt;48. Driving: is only good when the driver's reckless.&lt;br /&gt;49. Room: small, shared, sucky.(alliteration!)&lt;br /&gt;50. Whats missing: uh. my glasses!&lt;br /&gt;51. School: rgs&lt;br /&gt;52. Bed: double decker, i'm bottom. hopefully changing soon wahahah&lt;br /&gt;53. Relationship with parents: daddy: 90/100 mother: -50/100&lt;br /&gt;54. Believe in yourself: yeah. right.&lt;br /&gt;55. Believe in love at first sight: yes! lee jun ki! sephiroth!&lt;br /&gt;56. Good listener: uh no idea.&lt;br /&gt;57. Get along well with parents: only one.&lt;br /&gt;58. Save e-mail convos: nope. gmail saves it for me.&lt;br /&gt;59. Pray: to..? Jesus. he's nicer.&lt;br /&gt;60. Believe in reincarnation: yupp&lt;br /&gt;61. Make fun of people: uh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;62. Like to talk on the phone: no. noisy.&lt;br /&gt;63. Want to get married: no. gay marriages not allowed?&lt;br /&gt;64. Like to drive: i want a license!&lt;br /&gt;65. Motion Sickness: nope.&lt;br /&gt;66. Eat stem of broccoli: ew no.&lt;br /&gt;67. Eat chicken with fork: i dont eat chicken.&lt;br /&gt;68. Dream in color: most of the time&lt;br /&gt;69. Type with your fingers on home role: ...huh&lt;br /&gt;70. Sleep with stuff toys: uh i dump them on the floor. sorry silver, snow, data seven, hikaru, kaoru, charcoal and debbie!&lt;br /&gt;71. Next to you: a chair!&lt;br /&gt;72. On the walls of your room: sephiroth's poster. ogles.&lt;br /&gt;73. On your mousepad: dont use.&lt;br /&gt;74. Dream car: black!&lt;br /&gt;75. Dream date: uhm. 25/12? merry christmas(x&lt;br /&gt;76. Dream honeymoon spot: uh. france?&lt;br /&gt;77. Dream husband or wife: not interested in marriage.&lt;br /&gt;78. Bedtime: depends?&lt;br /&gt;79. Under your bed: my handphoneD: wait i go rescue first.&lt;br /&gt;80. Single most important question: huh. where's your homework?&lt;br /&gt;81. Bad time of the day: midday. &lt;br /&gt;82. Your worst fear: uhm i have heterophobia?&lt;br /&gt;83. The weather is: too hot for is own good?&lt;br /&gt;84. Time: 11.15&lt;br /&gt;85. Date: 280806&lt;br /&gt;86. Best trick did on someone: uhm the waterbottle one. splish! all over the car. wahhaah.&lt;br /&gt;87. Theme song: everytime we touch-cascada&lt;br /&gt;88. Hardest thing about growing up: everyone grows more than me):&lt;br /&gt;89. Funniest experience: waaay too many to say man.&lt;br /&gt;90. Scariest experience: uhm. first time i swam in the sea?&lt;br /&gt;91. Silliest thing you have ever said: uhh.&lt;br /&gt;92. Most desperate and funniest thing i have done to get the opposite sex: not interested?&lt;br /&gt;93. Scariest thing while you are with your friends: dunno. prob the squash toilets.&lt;br /&gt;94. Worst feeling: going home myself D:&lt;br /&gt;95. Best feeling in the world: sleeping wahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 schools you went&lt;br /&gt;nhps&lt;br /&gt;dls&lt;br /&gt;rgs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things in your purse/wallet&lt;br /&gt;library receipts&lt;br /&gt;op reciepts&lt;br /&gt;ezlink card(i'm broke!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things you always do when you are stressed up&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;read fanfiction&lt;br /&gt;drink a LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 fav songs right now&lt;br /&gt;when september ends-green day&lt;br /&gt;Everytime We Touch - Cascada&lt;br /&gt;beep-cant rmb the singer(s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 favourite persons in life&lt;br /&gt;1)sephiroth&lt;br /&gt;2)leejunki&lt;br /&gt;3)her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 places you go on a daily basis&lt;br /&gt;bedroom&lt;br /&gt;kitchen(where the milk is!)&lt;br /&gt;library?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things you like to do&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;doodle&lt;br /&gt;fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 person of the opposite sex that you hold hands before&lt;br /&gt;uh. my brother&lt;br /&gt;my cousin&lt;br /&gt;some grp mate from some camp. cant rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name three favourite fruits&lt;br /&gt;apple!&lt;br /&gt;mango!&lt;br /&gt;uh. pineapple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 career choices&lt;br /&gt;lawyer&lt;br /&gt;archaelogist&lt;br /&gt;historian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 goals in 2006&lt;br /&gt;get 3.0&lt;br /&gt;uhm have a chance with her?&lt;br /&gt;grow taller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 plans for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;not screw up cooking &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep in rs&lt;br /&gt;DO LIT REVIEW. AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things that scare you&lt;br /&gt;not knowing about sephirothD:&lt;br /&gt;not sleeping for three daysD:!&lt;br /&gt;crowded places. shudder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 of your essential needs&lt;br /&gt;air&lt;br /&gt;water&lt;br /&gt;food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name three things you are wearing right now&lt;br /&gt;my bro's pri5 campo shirt O.o&lt;br /&gt;watch!&lt;br /&gt;hairclips! they're damn fun haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 unforgettable events still in your mind&lt;br /&gt;uh the time i mistook some random stranger fot my dad and put my hand in his pocket?&lt;br /&gt;newzealand fair thingy&lt;br /&gt;school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things essential in relationship&lt;br /&gt;atraction&lt;br /&gt;competition&lt;br /&gt;independance(3 essential hpdm stuff lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things you want to do before you leave this world&lt;br /&gt;1-see sephiroth&lt;br /&gt;2-see leejunki&lt;br /&gt;3-become a millionaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 wines&lt;br /&gt;white wine&lt;br /&gt;ice wine(DAMN GOOD.)&lt;br /&gt;dark muscadet! try with chocolate. damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random questions&lt;br /&gt;lied to the person you love most?&lt;br /&gt;uhm duh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bluff a person you dont like/love him when you do?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES or NO questions&lt;br /&gt;Been trapped in lift?&lt;br /&gt;yes. fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violated the law?&lt;br /&gt;yupp. underage drinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in jail?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in a room with only a opposite sex around?&lt;br /&gt;my bro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved someone with your whole heart?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 people to do this quiz&lt;br /&gt;uh dunno&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-115677959016909318?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/115677959016909318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=115677959016909318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/115677959016909318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/115677959016909318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey-im-updating-no-reason-_115677959016909318.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-115677958926422692</id><published>2006-08-28T07:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T08:39:50.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey i'm updating!&lt;br /&gt;no reason for you to complain man.&lt;br /&gt;see jolene!&lt;br /&gt;i update!&lt;br /&gt;and just so you cant complain its a short one, i koped this from erik&lt;br /&gt;(hers is full of mushy stuff X.x)&lt;br /&gt;1. Full name: geraldine goh jun(lee jun ki!) cheng&lt;br /&gt;2. Name backwards: gnehc nuj hog enidlareg&lt;br /&gt;3. Were you named after someone? : a priest. dont laugh.&lt;br /&gt;4. Meaning of name: ruler of the spear! see it beats emma's by a long mile man.&lt;br /&gt;5. Nickname: geri&lt;br /&gt;6. Screen name: hpdm&lt;leejunki&lt;sephcloud&lt;sephiroth(lol)&lt;br /&gt;7. D.O.B: 9/7/92&lt;br /&gt;8. Place of birth: singapore&lt;br /&gt;9. Nationality: singaporean&lt;br /&gt;10. Current location: singapore&lt;br /&gt;11. Star sign: cancer&lt;br /&gt;12. Religion: catholic. sadly. soon to change.&lt;br /&gt;13. Height: 159! i grew!&lt;br /&gt;14. Weight: uhm heavy? yeahyeah i'm fat.&lt;br /&gt;15. Shoe size: 5-6&lt;br /&gt;16. Hair color: black&lt;br /&gt;17. Eye color: black&lt;br /&gt;18. Who do you look like: my bro!&lt;br /&gt;19. Innie or outtie: huh.&lt;br /&gt;20. Lefty or righty: both? sometimes lol.&lt;br /&gt;21. Gay, straight, bi or others: les. not even bi hahah.&lt;br /&gt;22. Best friends: erik, kailin, qiying, emma, jolene, sarah, pheb&lt;br /&gt;23. Best friends you trust most: uhm abt the same lah.&lt;br /&gt;24. Favourite pals: emma and jolene, cos they're fellow 'guys'&lt;br /&gt;25. Best friend of opposite sex: michael?&lt;br /&gt;26. Best buddies: qn 22&lt;br /&gt;27. Boyfriend or girlfriend: single, not looking.&lt;br /&gt;28. Crush: 1-sephiroth. 2-leejunki. 3-shhh. her name's a SECRET(x&lt;br /&gt;29. Parents: mother dearest is the worst mother one can get. whereas daddy rocks.&lt;br /&gt;30. Worst Enemy: uh. i have a love/hate affair with fanfiction i guess.&lt;br /&gt;31. Favourite online guy: i dont go online much&lt;br /&gt;32. Favourite online girl: ditto&lt;br /&gt;33. Craziest friend: aly? ally?&lt;br /&gt;34. Advice friend: uh. qiying i guess.&lt;br /&gt;35. Loudest friend: jolene!(x(dont kill me)&lt;br /&gt;36. Person you cry with: uhm depends?&lt;br /&gt;37. Any sisters: one. who has weird taste in music, and is slowly morphing into an ahlian.&lt;br /&gt;38. Any brothers: yupp, his bday is tmr! wish him happy bday!(x&lt;br /&gt;39. Any pets: fish? pillow?&lt;br /&gt;40. Any disease: nope.&lt;br /&gt;41. Pager: nope&lt;br /&gt;42. Personal phone line: nope&lt;br /&gt;43. Cell phone: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;44. Lava Lamp: the shiny blobs!&lt;br /&gt;45. Pool or hot tub: pool! more space to sleep lol&lt;br /&gt;46. A car: uh dunno.&lt;br /&gt;47. Your personality: uhm. screwed!&lt;br /&gt;48. Driving: is only good when the driver's reckless.&lt;br /&gt;49. Room: small, shared, sucky.(alliteration!)&lt;br /&gt;50. Whats missing: uh. my glasses!&lt;br /&gt;51. School: rgs&lt;br /&gt;52. Bed: double decker, i'm bottom. hopefully changing soon wahahah&lt;br /&gt;53. Relationship with parents: daddy: 90/100 mother: -50/100&lt;br /&gt;54. Believe in yourself: yeah. right.&lt;br /&gt;55. Believe in love at first sight: yes! lee jun ki! sephiroth!&lt;br /&gt;56. Good listener: uh no idea.&lt;br /&gt;57. Get along well with parents: only one.&lt;br /&gt;58. Save e-mail convos: nope. gmail saves it for me.&lt;br /&gt;59. Pray: to..? Jesus. he's nicer.&lt;br /&gt;60. Believe in reincarnation: yupp&lt;br /&gt;61. Make fun of people: uh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;62. Like to talk on the phone: no. noisy.&lt;br /&gt;63. Want to get married: no. gay marriages not allowed?&lt;br /&gt;64. Like to drive: i want a license!&lt;br /&gt;65. Motion Sickness: nope.&lt;br /&gt;66. Eat stem of broccoli: ew no.&lt;br /&gt;67. Eat chicken with fork: i dont eat chicken.&lt;br /&gt;68. Dream in color: most of the time&lt;br /&gt;69. Type with your fingers on home role: ...huh&lt;br /&gt;70. Sleep with stuff toys: uh i dump them on the floor. sorry silver, snow, data seven, hikaru, kaoru, charcoal and debbie!&lt;br /&gt;71. Next to you: a chair!&lt;br /&gt;72. On the walls of your room: sephiroth's poster. ogles.&lt;br /&gt;73. On your mousepad: dont use.&lt;br /&gt;74. Dream car: black!&lt;br /&gt;75. Dream date: uhm. 25/12? merry christmas(x&lt;br /&gt;76. Dream honeymoon spot: uh. france?&lt;br /&gt;77. Dream husband or wife: not interested in marriage.&lt;br /&gt;78. Bedtime: depends?&lt;br /&gt;79. Under your bed: my handphoneD: wait i go rescue first.&lt;br /&gt;80. Single most important question: huh. where's your homework?&lt;br /&gt;81. Bad time of the day: midday. &lt;br /&gt;82. Your worst fear: uhm i have heterophobia?&lt;br /&gt;83. The weather is: too hot for is own good?&lt;br /&gt;84. Time: 11.15&lt;br /&gt;85. Date: 280806&lt;br /&gt;86. Best trick did on someone: uhm the waterbottle one. splish! all over the car. wahhaah.&lt;br /&gt;87. Theme song: everytime we touch-cascada&lt;br /&gt;88. Hardest thing about growing up: everyone grows more than me):&lt;br /&gt;89. Funniest experience: waaay too many to say man.&lt;br /&gt;90. Scariest experience: uhm. first time i swam in the sea?&lt;br /&gt;91. Silliest thing you have ever said: uhh.&lt;br /&gt;92. Most desperate and funniest thing i have done to get the opposite sex: not interested?&lt;br /&gt;93. Scariest thing while you are with your friends: dunno. prob the squash toilets.&lt;br /&gt;94. Worst feeling: going home myself D:&lt;br /&gt;95. Best feeling in the world: sleeping wahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 schools you went&lt;br /&gt;nhps&lt;br /&gt;dls&lt;br /&gt;rgs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things in your purse/wallet&lt;br /&gt;library receipts&lt;br /&gt;op reciepts&lt;br /&gt;ezlink card(i'm broke!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things you always do when you are stressed up&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;read fanfiction&lt;br /&gt;drink a LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 fav songs right now&lt;br /&gt;when september ends-green day&lt;br /&gt;Everytime We Touch - Cascada&lt;br /&gt;beep-cant rmb the singer(s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 favourite persons in life&lt;br /&gt;1)sephiroth&lt;br /&gt;2)leejunki&lt;br /&gt;3)her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 places you go on a daily basis&lt;br /&gt;bedroom&lt;br /&gt;kitchen(where the milk is!)&lt;br /&gt;library?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things you like to do&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;doodle&lt;br /&gt;fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 person of the opposite sex that you hold hands before&lt;br /&gt;uh. my brother&lt;br /&gt;my cousin&lt;br /&gt;some grp mate from some camp. cant rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name three favourite fruits&lt;br /&gt;apple!&lt;br /&gt;mango!&lt;br /&gt;uh. pineapple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 career choices&lt;br /&gt;lawyer&lt;br /&gt;archaelogist&lt;br /&gt;historian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 goals in 2006&lt;br /&gt;get 3.0&lt;br /&gt;uhm have a chance with her?&lt;br /&gt;grow taller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 plans for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;not screw up cooking &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep in rs&lt;br /&gt;DO LIT REVIEW. AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things that scare you&lt;br /&gt;not knowing about sephirothD:&lt;br /&gt;not sleeping for three daysD:!&lt;br /&gt;crowded places. shudder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 of your essential needs&lt;br /&gt;air&lt;br /&gt;water&lt;br /&gt;food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name three things you are wearing right now&lt;br /&gt;my bro's pri5 campo shirt O.o&lt;br /&gt;watch!&lt;br /&gt;hairclips! they're damn fun haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 unforgettable events still in your mind&lt;br /&gt;uh the time i mistook some random stranger fot my dad and put my hand in his pocket?&lt;br /&gt;newzealand fair thingy&lt;br /&gt;school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things essential in relationship&lt;br /&gt;atraction&lt;br /&gt;competition&lt;br /&gt;independance(3 essential hpdm stuff lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things you want to do before you leave this world&lt;br /&gt;1-see sephiroth&lt;br /&gt;2-see leejunki&lt;br /&gt;3-become a millionaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 wines&lt;br /&gt;white wine&lt;br /&gt;ice wine(DAMN GOOD.)&lt;br /&gt;dark muscadet! try with chocolate. damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random questions&lt;br /&gt;lied to the person you love most?&lt;br /&gt;uhm duh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bluff a person you dont like/love him when you do?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES or NO questions&lt;br /&gt;Been trapped in lift?&lt;br /&gt;yes. fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violated the law?&lt;br /&gt;yupp. underage drinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in jail?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in a room with only a opposite sex around?&lt;br /&gt;my bro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved someone with your whole heart?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 people to do this quiz&lt;br /&gt;uh dunno&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-115677958926422692?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/115677958926422692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=115677958926422692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/115677958926422692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/115677958926422692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey-im-updating-no-reason-for-you-to_28.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-115677957555469665</id><published>2006-08-28T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T08:39:50.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey i'm updating!&lt;br /&gt;no reason for you to complain man.&lt;br /&gt;see jolene!&lt;br /&gt;i update!&lt;br /&gt;and just so you cant complain its a short one, i koped this from erik&lt;br /&gt;(hers is full of mushy stuff X.x)&lt;br /&gt;1. Full name: geraldine goh jun(lee jun ki!) cheng&lt;br /&gt;2. Name backwards: gnehc nuj hog enidlareg&lt;br /&gt;3. Were you named after someone? : a priest. dont laugh.&lt;br /&gt;4. Meaning of name: ruler of the spear! see it beats emma's by a long mile man.&lt;br /&gt;5. Nickname: geri&lt;br /&gt;6. Screen name: hpdm&lt;leejunki&lt;sephcloud&lt;sephiroth(lol)&lt;br /&gt;7. D.O.B: 9/7/92&lt;br /&gt;8. Place of birth: singapore&lt;br /&gt;9. Nationality: singaporean&lt;br /&gt;10. Current location: singapore&lt;br /&gt;11. Star sign: cancer&lt;br /&gt;12. Religion: catholic. sadly. soon to change.&lt;br /&gt;13. Height: 159! i grew!&lt;br /&gt;14. Weight: uhm heavy? yeahyeah i'm fat.&lt;br /&gt;15. Shoe size: 5-6&lt;br /&gt;16. Hair color: black&lt;br /&gt;17. Eye color: black&lt;br /&gt;18. Who do you look like: my bro!&lt;br /&gt;19. Innie or outtie: huh.&lt;br /&gt;20. Lefty or righty: both? sometimes lol.&lt;br /&gt;21. Gay, straight, bi or others: les. not even bi hahah.&lt;br /&gt;22. Best friends: erik, kailin, qiying, emma, jolene, sarah, pheb&lt;br /&gt;23. Best friends you trust most: uhm abt the same lah.&lt;br /&gt;24. Favourite pals: emma and jolene, cos they're fellow 'guys'&lt;br /&gt;25. Best friend of opposite sex: michael?&lt;br /&gt;26. Best buddies: qn 22&lt;br /&gt;27. Boyfriend or girlfriend: single, not looking.&lt;br /&gt;28. Crush: 1-sephiroth. 2-leejunki. 3-shhh. her name's a SECRET(x&lt;br /&gt;29. Parents: mother dearest is the worst mother one can get. whereas daddy rocks.&lt;br /&gt;30. Worst Enemy: uh. i have a love/hate affair with fanfiction i guess.&lt;br /&gt;31. Favourite online guy: i dont go online much&lt;br /&gt;32. Favourite online girl: ditto&lt;br /&gt;33. Craziest friend: aly? ally?&lt;br /&gt;34. Advice friend: uh. qiying i guess.&lt;br /&gt;35. Loudest friend: jolene!(x(dont kill me)&lt;br /&gt;36. Person you cry with: uhm depends?&lt;br /&gt;37. Any sisters: one. who has weird taste in music, and is slowly morphing into an ahlian.&lt;br /&gt;38. Any brothers: yupp, his bday is tmr! wish him happy bday!(x&lt;br /&gt;39. Any pets: fish? pillow?&lt;br /&gt;40. Any disease: nope.&lt;br /&gt;41. Pager: nope&lt;br /&gt;42. Personal phone line: nope&lt;br /&gt;43. Cell phone: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;44. Lava Lamp: the shiny blobs!&lt;br /&gt;45. Pool or hot tub: pool! more space to sleep lol&lt;br /&gt;46. A car: uh dunno.&lt;br /&gt;47. Your personality: uhm. screwed!&lt;br /&gt;48. Driving: is only good when the driver's reckless.&lt;br /&gt;49. Room: small, shared, sucky.(alliteration!)&lt;br /&gt;50. Whats missing: uh. my glasses!&lt;br /&gt;51. School: rgs&lt;br /&gt;52. Bed: double decker, i'm bottom. hopefully changing soon wahahah&lt;br /&gt;53. Relationship with parents: daddy: 90/100 mother: -50/100&lt;br /&gt;54. Believe in yourself: yeah. right.&lt;br /&gt;55. Believe in love at first sight: yes! lee jun ki! sephiroth!&lt;br /&gt;56. Good listener: uh no idea.&lt;br /&gt;57. Get along well with parents: only one.&lt;br /&gt;58. Save e-mail convos: nope. gmail saves it for me.&lt;br /&gt;59. Pray: to..? Jesus. he's nicer.&lt;br /&gt;60. Believe in reincarnation: yupp&lt;br /&gt;61. Make fun of people: uh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;62. Like to talk on the phone: no. noisy.&lt;br /&gt;63. Want to get married: no. gay marriages not allowed?&lt;br /&gt;64. Like to drive: i want a license!&lt;br /&gt;65. Motion Sickness: nope.&lt;br /&gt;66. Eat stem of broccoli: ew no.&lt;br /&gt;67. Eat chicken with fork: i dont eat chicken.&lt;br /&gt;68. Dream in color: most of the time&lt;br /&gt;69. Type with your fingers on home role: ...huh&lt;br /&gt;70. Sleep with stuff toys: uh i dump them on the floor. sorry silver, snow, data seven, hikaru, kaoru, charcoal and debbie!&lt;br /&gt;71. Next to you: a chair!&lt;br /&gt;72. On the walls of your room: sephiroth's poster. ogles.&lt;br /&gt;73. On your mousepad: dont use.&lt;br /&gt;74. Dream car: black!&lt;br /&gt;75. Dream date: uhm. 25/12? merry christmas(x&lt;br /&gt;76. Dream honeymoon spot: uh. france?&lt;br /&gt;77. Dream husband or wife: not interested in marriage.&lt;br /&gt;78. Bedtime: depends?&lt;br /&gt;79. Under your bed: my handphoneD: wait i go rescue first.&lt;br /&gt;80. Single most important question: huh. where's your homework?&lt;br /&gt;81. Bad time of the day: midday. &lt;br /&gt;82. Your worst fear: uhm i have heterophobia?&lt;br /&gt;83. The weather is: too hot for is own good?&lt;br /&gt;84. Time: 11.15&lt;br /&gt;85. Date: 280806&lt;br /&gt;86. Best trick did on someone: uhm the waterbottle one. splish! all over the car. wahhaah.&lt;br /&gt;87. Theme song: everytime we touch-cascada&lt;br /&gt;88. Hardest thing about growing up: everyone grows more than me):&lt;br /&gt;89. Funniest experience: waaay too many to say man.&lt;br /&gt;90. Scariest experience: uhm. first time i swam in the sea?&lt;br /&gt;91. Silliest thing you have ever said: uhh.&lt;br /&gt;92. Most desperate and funniest thing i have done to get the opposite sex: not interested?&lt;br /&gt;93. Scariest thing while you are with your friends: dunno. prob the squash toilets.&lt;br /&gt;94. Worst feeling: going home myself D:&lt;br /&gt;95. Best feeling in the world: sleeping wahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 schools you went&lt;br /&gt;nhps&lt;br /&gt;dls&lt;br /&gt;rgs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things in your purse/wallet&lt;br /&gt;library receipts&lt;br /&gt;op reciepts&lt;br /&gt;ezlink card(i'm broke!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things you always do when you are stressed up&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;read fanfiction&lt;br /&gt;drink a LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 fav songs right now&lt;br /&gt;when september ends-green day&lt;br /&gt;Everytime We Touch - Cascada&lt;br /&gt;beep-cant rmb the singer(s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 favourite persons in life&lt;br /&gt;1)sephiroth&lt;br /&gt;2)leejunki&lt;br /&gt;3)her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 places you go on a daily basis&lt;br /&gt;bedroom&lt;br /&gt;kitchen(where the milk is!)&lt;br /&gt;library?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things you like to do&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;doodle&lt;br /&gt;fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 person of the opposite sex that you hold hands before&lt;br /&gt;uh. my brother&lt;br /&gt;my cousin&lt;br /&gt;some grp mate from some camp. cant rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name three favourite fruits&lt;br /&gt;apple!&lt;br /&gt;mango!&lt;br /&gt;uh. pineapple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 career choices&lt;br /&gt;lawyer&lt;br /&gt;archaelogist&lt;br /&gt;historian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 goals in 2006&lt;br /&gt;get 3.0&lt;br /&gt;uhm have a chance with her?&lt;br /&gt;grow taller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 plans for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;not screw up cooking &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep in rs&lt;br /&gt;DO LIT REVIEW. AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things that scare you&lt;br /&gt;not knowing about sephirothD:&lt;br /&gt;not sleeping for three daysD:!&lt;br /&gt;crowded places. shudder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 of your essential needs&lt;br /&gt;air&lt;br /&gt;water&lt;br /&gt;food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name three things you are wearing right now&lt;br /&gt;my bro's pri5 campo shirt O.o&lt;br /&gt;watch!&lt;br /&gt;hairclips! they're damn fun haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 unforgettable events still in your mind&lt;br /&gt;uh the time i mistook some random stranger fot my dad and put my hand in his pocket?&lt;br /&gt;newzealand fair thingy&lt;br /&gt;school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things essential in relationship&lt;br /&gt;atraction&lt;br /&gt;competition&lt;br /&gt;independance(3 essential hpdm stuff lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things you want to do before you leave this world&lt;br /&gt;1-see sephiroth&lt;br /&gt;2-see leejunki&lt;br /&gt;3-become a millionaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 wines&lt;br /&gt;white wine&lt;br /&gt;ice wine(DAMN GOOD.)&lt;br /&gt;dark muscadet! try with chocolate. damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random questions&lt;br /&gt;lied to the person you love most?&lt;br /&gt;uhm duh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bluff a person you dont like/love him when you do?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES or NO questions&lt;br /&gt;Been trapped in lift?&lt;br /&gt;yes. fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violated the law?&lt;br /&gt;yupp. underage drinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in jail?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in a room with only a opposite sex around?&lt;br /&gt;my bro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved someone with your whole heart?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 people to do this quiz&lt;br /&gt;uh dunno&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-115677957555469665?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/115677957555469665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=115677957555469665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/115677957555469665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/115677957555469665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey-im-updating-no-reason-for-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-115383591738687441</id><published>2006-07-25T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T06:58:37.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track finals&lt;br /&gt;quite boring really&lt;br /&gt;learned one thing&lt;br /&gt;never ever go shopping with barbara&lt;br /&gt;esp at comics connection&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;you'll feel really bad.&lt;br /&gt;fullstop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;RHD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;point:&lt;br /&gt;-emma is a girl&lt;br /&gt;-fik has a nice &lt;s&gt;ass&lt;/s&gt; figure&lt;br /&gt;-fik's figure is hot&lt;br /&gt;-mariel is scary&lt;br /&gt;-213 is united!&lt;br /&gt;-fik would make a terrible taitai&lt;br /&gt;explanation:&lt;br /&gt;-emma wore a cheongsam in the chinese room.&lt;br /&gt;-fik also wore a cheongsam&lt;br /&gt;-fik looks hot in cheongsams, as they highlight her figure&lt;br /&gt;-mariel is scary&lt;br /&gt;-members from different cliques can go out together&lt;br /&gt;-fik can NOT sashay for nuts&lt;br /&gt;elaboration:&lt;br /&gt;-emma wore a dark blue cheongsam, and sydney poked her stomach&lt;br /&gt;-fik wore a cheongsam that was black, and it hugged her ass like nothing i've seen(snicker)&lt;br /&gt;-mariel is scary&lt;br /&gt;-lana, fik, nat, jolene, me went to kfc!&lt;br /&gt;-fik cant sashay, eat like a taitai, or act like one.&lt;br /&gt;link:&lt;br /&gt;-emma wore a cheongsam, therefore she is a girl&lt;br /&gt;-fik looks hot in ethnic clothes&lt;br /&gt;-mariel is scary&lt;br /&gt;-213's cliques are pretty fluid after all&lt;br /&gt;-fik would make a lousy housewife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who says i dont pay attention in history?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stalking!&lt;br /&gt;me and syd and erik and mich went to SGH to do an interview&lt;br /&gt;the place where the guy had his office was cool!&lt;br /&gt;it had a claustrophobic entrance, but was pretty roomy&lt;br /&gt;and i want a room like that!&lt;br /&gt;like i'll get it. snicker.&lt;br /&gt;after that, the lovebirds wanted to meet up so me and syd tagged along, being the stalkerish friends we are.&lt;br /&gt;we took the mrt back from outram park(their 7-eleven has nice cheesecake btw) to orchard to meet loverboy and loverboyneth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=black&gt;for those insipid morons out there, its a reference to their names&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there, i got pissed(for reasons to deal with my so called friend, who seems to value her bf way more than us) and blew up at this poor sales guy&lt;br /&gt;gomen! its not your fault for assuming that just because we're in rg and we're at orchard means that our families are nice, happy little ones without estranged parents, drug addict parents or anything&lt;br /&gt;its not your fault youre a lousy salesman, it runs in the genes i guess.&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;surprise surprise&lt;br /&gt;loverboyneth was obviously not mature enough to deal with me and syd being there, and took his time in dragging loverboy over, all the while whispering stuff in his ear, likely warnings not to get close to us, or he'd get aids or smth.&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt want to waste any more of my precious time(my feet were hurting, as well as my ears) and went off, with syd(who was being nice, for once)&lt;br /&gt;we went to burger king, the one near borders&lt;br /&gt;then went to borders&lt;br /&gt;where syd saw a guy with curly hair, which she described as "curly, nice brown, and makes you want to mess it!"&lt;br /&gt;she promptly demoed by ruining my hair.&lt;br /&gt;and there, i saw some jap/korean/taiwan/hongkong guys&lt;br /&gt;who were speaking a nice language&lt;br /&gt;jap or korean i think&lt;br /&gt;gah!&lt;br /&gt;then we met them again at ANOTHER burger king(for the onion rings!)&lt;br /&gt;and stalked them around plaza singapura&lt;br /&gt;okay more like&lt;br /&gt;we follow them a bit&lt;br /&gt;syd gets distracted by random shoe/bag/acces/clothes shop&lt;br /&gt;drags me in&lt;br /&gt;we lose them&lt;br /&gt;and a few minutes later, as syd emerges from the store, she takes out her phone and calls erik&lt;br /&gt;while its connecting&lt;br /&gt;i see them and go&lt;br /&gt;oh look! theyre there!&lt;br /&gt;and syd huffs, disconnects the call, and we follow&lt;br /&gt;it happened a LOT man!&lt;br /&gt;like, each time we got lost&lt;br /&gt;syd took out her phone and called erik, then i'd spot them&lt;br /&gt;=_=&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;we tried it delibrately&lt;br /&gt;and it WORKED&lt;br /&gt;scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while on that subject, let my feelings be made clear&lt;br /&gt;i lose what little respect i hold for a person&lt;br /&gt;when i see that they would tell their &lt;em&gt;friends&lt;/em&gt; &lt;s&gt;not friends. more like toys&lt;/s&gt; to go home just because she wants to snog her bf&lt;br /&gt;i totally view with contempt that kind of person&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;like, wtf?&lt;br /&gt;sheesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-115383591738687441?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/115383591738687441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=115383591738687441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/115383591738687441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/115383591738687441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/07/wednesday-track-finals-quite-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-115260795065896285</id><published>2006-07-11T01:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T01:52:30.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just read charisse's blog, a few posts anyway&lt;br /&gt;and from what i can see, it justs reinforces the notion that humans are a mainly intrepid bunch of gorrilas with arms long enough to scratch their ass and a brain not much bigger than a peanut.&lt;br /&gt;please, is there really a need for such a fuss over a person's self expression?&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe i'm biased cos i know her personally and think she's nice &lt;s&gt;but a bit scary&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, i detest that other blogger, whats her name? &lt;br /&gt;chixue or something.&lt;br /&gt;(but thats valid. she's hypocritical, vain, despo, and bitchy. and of course, she puts on too much makeup. females.)&lt;br /&gt;what happened to freedom of speech?&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, for all you homophobic people out there, the Bible doesnt explicitly state that God is against homosexuals.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so in Leviticus 18:22, it says&lt;br /&gt;"You shall not lie with a man as with a woman: that is an obomination." and in 20:13, "If a man has intercourse with a man, as with a woman, they both commit an abomination: they shall be put to death; their blood shall be on their own heads."&lt;br /&gt;But those were laws regarding Jews. Not Christians.  And in reference to Sodom and its punisment, it is far more likely that they were burned for not being hospitable to the visitor angels than for attempting to rape them.  and the bible says that they tried to &lt;em&gt;break down Job's door&lt;/em&gt;, not rape him.&lt;br /&gt;see?&lt;br /&gt;alright, so my facts may be misrepresented, or misintepreted. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i still believe that homosexuals should be given their own place in society, not shunned and rejected everywhere they go. I'm not sure about this, but someone told me that research had been started to prove that homosexuality is a genetic trait.&lt;br /&gt;haha so there.&lt;br /&gt;and besides, can anyone honestly come up to me and say that they have never, ever felt any attraction towards someone of the same gender?&lt;br /&gt;So as you can see, i'm dedicated to being a gay rights lawyer, no matter what that pathetic career guidance trash says.  no way will i be a fucking farmer. or taxi driver. RI?! pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph its 4.35 and chen laoshi hasnt come to the class yet.  i'll just read until 5, then go back. sheesh waste my time.  i have my books to read at home you know!&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah, if anyone knows who Lightning on the Wave really is, i'd appreciate it if they could tell me, so i can buy that person a present.&lt;br /&gt;in return for writing such a damn good story of course.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i believe that her(i dunno, seems like a her to me.) story is better than the one by JK Rowling.  It has more details on the Purebloods, obviously.  And Draco Malfoy is just so damn adorable in it (x&lt;br /&gt;honestly saying, if i could choose to shape my own life, personality and anything else(other than my life's ambition of course), i'd choose to be the Draco Malfoy in that series.  I kind of like the fact that he's selfish, like me. And self centred(except around harry, snicker) too.  Not like i'd have to change much of the personality then. snicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? i hate fighting with my best friends(yeah, i count that person as my best friend too.)&lt;br /&gt;at the end of it all, everything changes.&lt;br /&gt;You're no longer as comfortable with physical things, such as slinging your arm around the other person, cos youre scared the person will stiffen.&lt;br /&gt;you no longer spend as much time(or its just today?)&lt;br /&gt;you speak in a rather more distant tone than you normally do.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;i hate being pmsy too, did i mention that?&lt;br /&gt;no i didnt. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In regards to the sudden influx of couples, let me remind you that i'm not bitter, just a bit put off at the sweet stuff going around.  cavities, dear. cavities.&lt;br /&gt;Also, i'm also married, so its not like i CAN be bitter &lt;s&gt;cough. maple marriages count.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-115260795065896285?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/115260795065896285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=115260795065896285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/115260795065896285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/115260795065896285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-just-read-charisses-blog-few-posts_11.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-115125617434109786</id><published>2006-06-25T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T10:22:54.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my blog's been dead for the past few months?&lt;br /&gt;weeks?&lt;br /&gt;dunno.&lt;br /&gt;wonder if anyone's gonna read this post&lt;br /&gt;if noone does, does that mean i can bitch?&lt;br /&gt;naahh&lt;br /&gt;goes against morals.&lt;br /&gt;pfft&lt;br /&gt;updates:&lt;br /&gt;current fanfics reading&lt;br /&gt;-lightning on the wave's au version of harrypotter. currently on the 5th one&lt;br /&gt;-Devil may cry oneshots, mostly Dante/Vergil. Vergil is waaay cooler.&lt;br /&gt;-Cloud and Seph. duh.&lt;br /&gt;-HPDM. another duh.&lt;br /&gt;-malfoycest? not really. but its in my hist so may as well chuck it in.&lt;br /&gt;-twincest! ouran boys hikaru and kaoru. aww.&lt;br /&gt;Manga&lt;br /&gt;-Ouran 1-7&lt;br /&gt;-Zigzag1-3&lt;br /&gt;-Vamp knight 2&lt;br /&gt;-Love for venus 1-9&lt;br /&gt;nothing else much really&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah!&lt;br /&gt;i grew 1cm!&lt;br /&gt;does happy dance&lt;br /&gt;whee&lt;br /&gt;okay i think i better get back to doing lit pt.&lt;br /&gt;pfft&lt;br /&gt;its 1.10 and i'm not sleepy&lt;br /&gt;slept too much already&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;whenever i sms/msn&lt;br /&gt;i keep thinking like i must act like i'm harry, from the au version.&lt;br /&gt;which means not saying anything much abt myself and redirecting the convo away from me&lt;br /&gt;which is kind of pointless seeing as i'm totally selfish, self obsessed yadayada.&lt;br /&gt;pfft honesty rocks.&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of the episode where harry tears his mind apart and rebuilds it so he can get rid of the lies that have become his life.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;you know what?&lt;br /&gt;i hate cupid.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;am i the only one who thinks so too?&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;so many couples got 'together' recently&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; went off with another guy.&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah!i realised&lt;br /&gt;lookie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pansexual, omnisexual, and pomosexual (postmodern sexuality) are substitute terms that rather than referring to both or "bi" gender attraction, refer to all or "omni" gender attraction, and are used mainly by those who wish to express acceptance of all gender possibilities including transgender and intersex people, not just two. Pansexuality sometimes includes an attraction for less mainstream sexual activities, such as BDSM. Some people who might otherwise identify as pansexual or omnisexual choose to self-identify as bisexual because the term bisexual is more widely known, and because they see it as an important term in identity politics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bi-permissive describes someone who does not actively seek out sexual relations with a given gender, but is open to them. Such a person may self-identify as heterosexual or homosexual, and engage predominantly in sexual acts with individuals of the corresponding gender, and might be rated 1 or 5 on Kinsey's scale. Near-synonyms include heteroflexible and homoflexible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambisexual indicates a primarily indiscriminate attraction to either sex. A person who self-identifies as ambisexual might be attracted with equal intensity on physical, emotional, intellectual, and spiritual levels to partner(s) regardless of sex or gender presentation, while upholding selectivity standards in other areas. Some might experience equally intense attractions that could be triggered by sex- or gender-specific traits in given the partner(s). A person with this orientation might fall in the 3 category on Kinsey's scale, as would some who subscribe to the 2 or 4 rating (although some individuals in these latter categories consider themselves Bi-permissive). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bi-curious, has several distinct and sometimes contradictory meanings. It is commonly found in personal ads from those who identify as heterosexual but are interested in homosexual "experimentation". Such people are commonly suspected - not necessarily correctly - of being homosexuals or bisexuals in denial of their homosexuality. It can also be used to describe someone as being passively-bi, bi-permissive or open to indirect bisexual contact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trisexual (sometimes trysexual) is either an extension of, or a pun on bisexual. In its more serious usage, it indicates an interest in transgender persons in addition to cissexual men and women. In its more humorous usage, it refers to someone who will try any sexual experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biphobia describes a fear or condemnation of bisexuality, usually based in a belief that only heterosexuality and homosexuality are genuine orientations and appropriate lifestyles. Bisexual persons may also be the target of homophobia from those who consider only heterosexuality appropriate. The reverse can also apply in that bisexual persons may be targets of heterophobia or discrimination by some gays/homosexuals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passively-bi, aka open-minded is a non-gender specific term that describes a straight or bi-curious person who is open to incidental or direct contact (typically in a Group sex scenario) from a MOTSS, usually without reciprocation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actively-bi is a non-gender specific term that describes a bi-curious/bisexual person who initiates direct contact with a MOTSS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i'm bi-permissive&lt;br /&gt;(ps, michael, if you ever read this, i got it mixed up. its bi-permissive, not bi-passive&gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;whee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-115125617434109786?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/115125617434109786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=115125617434109786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/115125617434109786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/115125617434109786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-blogs-been-dead-for-past-few-months.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-114839230389504117</id><published>2006-05-23T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T06:51:43.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is by naadi moonfeather.  i found it on fanfiction.net and fell in love with it. omg its damn funny. and i like the rhyme scheme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mistletoe Incident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Christmas, an arrogant Draco,&lt;br /&gt;Stood brazenly under the mistletoe,&lt;br /&gt;To the girls who came near,&lt;br /&gt;He offered only a sneer,&lt;br /&gt;But no plea, bargain or threat made him go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;“Bloody hell,” fumed a vexed Harry Potter,&lt;br /&gt;When he heard it from Weasley’s young daughter,  &lt;br /&gt;“Why that damn stuck-up priss – &lt;br /&gt; I’ll see about this!&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna slaughter that mistletoe squatter!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Harry stormed off as quick as you please,&lt;br /&gt;Picturing how to take Malfoy with ease&lt;br /&gt;As he marched through the halls.&lt;br /&gt;“Ha! A swift kick to the balls,&lt;br /&gt;That’ll bring the pompous prick to his knees!”&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Potter arrived at the scene,&lt;br /&gt;Draco flipped him a gesture obscene.&lt;br /&gt;A crowd gathered round,&lt;br /&gt;Draco smirked, stood his ground,&lt;br /&gt;‘Neath the berries and sweet evergreen.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sod off, Malfoy!” Harry said with a hiss.&lt;br /&gt;“Come make me,” said Draco, “Like this – ”&lt;br /&gt;With his hands on his hips,&lt;br /&gt;He pursed up his lips,&lt;br /&gt;“Or are you afraid of a kiss?”  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the room you could hear a pin drop.&lt;br /&gt;Harry’s gut did a crazy flip-flop.&lt;br /&gt;His face turned bright red&lt;br /&gt;As blood rushed to his head,&lt;br /&gt;And his heartbeat was threatening to stop.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a rotten, despicable scheme!&lt;br /&gt;“Oh my God!” Harry wanted to scream!&lt;br /&gt;This was the worst!&lt;br /&gt;Harry inwardly cursed,&lt;br /&gt;And prayed this was just a bad dream!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Scared, Potter?” scoffed the smug Malfoy heir.&lt;br /&gt;His words drew an emerald-eyed glare.&lt;br /&gt;The Slytherins jeered,&lt;br /&gt;And the Gryffindors cheered,&lt;br /&gt;As Harry stepped up to the dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For a moment they stood eye to eye.&lt;br /&gt;Face to face, toe to toe, thigh to thigh,&lt;br /&gt;Said Harry, “You wish,”&lt;br /&gt;His smile devilish,&lt;br /&gt;Planning all the ways Malfoy would die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Harry leaned close to his old nemesis&lt;br /&gt;His lips just a breath from the kiss&lt;br /&gt;He moved closer still,&lt;br /&gt;Said in whispered ill will,&lt;br /&gt;“I am so going to kill you for this.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Their lips met.  Harry intended a peck,&lt;br /&gt;But Draco’s arms locked around Harry’s neck! &lt;br /&gt;The onlookers shrieked!&lt;br /&gt;Hermione squeaked!&lt;br /&gt;Ron Weasley was a quivering wreck!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draco kissed Harry Potter with gusto.&lt;br /&gt;It was a scandalous demonstration of lust. Oh!&lt;br /&gt;Then he bowed to the crowd,&lt;br /&gt;Amidst catcalls loud,&lt;br /&gt;His insufferable smirk added for show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Incensed by the Slytherin’s sass,&lt;br /&gt;And never one to let opportunity pass,&lt;br /&gt;Draco’s bow was a gift,&lt;br /&gt;Harry’s vengeance was swift – &lt;br /&gt;He kicked Draco hard in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;“You bastard,” Harry said later in bed.&lt;br /&gt;He tousled his lover’s blond head.&lt;br /&gt;“Did we not agree&lt;br /&gt;On complete secrecy?&lt;br /&gt;Now you’ve made us a spectacle, instead.” &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draco scowled. “Don’t know why you’re so pissed,”&lt;br /&gt;“After all, it was only one little kiss.”&lt;br /&gt;Harry said, with a groan,&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, I should have known&lt;br /&gt; Not to fall for a damn exhibitionist.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;haha you know what?&lt;br /&gt;i still have to do my lit file O:&lt;br /&gt;yes! three more days! hallelujah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114839230389504117?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114839230389504117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=114839230389504117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114839230389504117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114839230389504117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-is-by-naadi-moonfeather.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-114701220076303622</id><published>2006-05-07T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T07:30:00.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new post&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be looking for the maths thing no&lt;br /&gt;oh its in yahoo grps&lt;br /&gt;waiting for it to load&lt;br /&gt;my com is slow&lt;br /&gt;right now as i'm typing, the words arent appearing&lt;br /&gt;oh they just did&lt;br /&gt;fun&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;grah&lt;br /&gt;gmail is slowww&lt;br /&gt;whats a runtime error?&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;i think my gay obsession is going a bit too far&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;i actually support them&lt;br /&gt;and and&lt;br /&gt;i see no prob with twincest&lt;br /&gt;think fred/george or hikaru/kaoru&lt;br /&gt;grah&lt;br /&gt;need to clear mind&lt;br /&gt;speaking of minds in the gutter...&lt;br /&gt;learning dirty stuff isnt fun after all&lt;br /&gt;you get very grossed out&lt;br /&gt;and weird dreams O.o&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;the dream of uhm&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;just that i'm traumatised.&lt;br /&gt;gah&lt;br /&gt;and i found a doujinshi site!&lt;br /&gt;only thing is...&lt;br /&gt;its all in jap&lt;br /&gt;O.o&lt;br /&gt;okay get back on track&lt;br /&gt;uhm&lt;br /&gt;homework to do by 11(yeah right)&lt;br /&gt;1) maths&lt;br /&gt;2) geog&lt;br /&gt;3) anything else?&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;i'm broke&lt;br /&gt;really really broke&lt;br /&gt;i have to get bday presents for yubo, may, luwei, tim and fik&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;and i just got wiped out thanks to my handphone bill&lt;br /&gt;Dx&lt;br /&gt;financial check&lt;br /&gt;piggy bank: $6 (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;|x&lt;br /&gt;wth?!&lt;br /&gt;grahh&lt;br /&gt;okay lemme see&lt;br /&gt;i'll get $20 tmr&lt;br /&gt;so i can save 10bucks&lt;br /&gt;and use as little as possible&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;monday/wed/friday: bring recess and lunch(sandwich) and spend $1 max&lt;br /&gt;tues thursday: spend 1.20 on each day&lt;br /&gt;so i can save...&lt;br /&gt;uhm&lt;br /&gt;14.60!&lt;br /&gt;okay thats an improvement&lt;br /&gt;IF i can stick to it&lt;br /&gt;someone remind me neh?&lt;br /&gt;gah shall go do hw&lt;br /&gt;or shall kill myself&lt;br /&gt;btw&lt;br /&gt;i'm in mourning for my beloved red penknife&lt;br /&gt;butbut&lt;br /&gt;it has a descendant&lt;br /&gt;whos called&lt;br /&gt;gray penknife!&lt;br /&gt;welcome to the family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114701220076303622?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-114636178340521590</id><published>2006-04-29T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T18:49:43.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>two posts in one day!&lt;br /&gt;proud of myself&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i just realised&lt;br /&gt;i love the juniors&lt;br /&gt;except ahem&lt;br /&gt;but anyway&lt;br /&gt;weiying, laasya(technically, she IS my junior) and rui&lt;br /&gt;you guys rock&lt;br /&gt;when i'm throwing with you guys&lt;br /&gt;you make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;barbie is a witch&lt;br /&gt;she is such a bi-itch&lt;br /&gt;i really hate her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;why doesken date her&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;that song is bloody funny&lt;br /&gt;weiying!&lt;br /&gt;you and your barney song&lt;br /&gt;ohman&lt;br /&gt;charlotte too!&lt;br /&gt;you and your GROSS response to my question&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;phoebe!&lt;br /&gt;your INANE bimboness&lt;br /&gt;and pink jacket&lt;br /&gt;hairspray&lt;br /&gt;dyeing my hair O.o&lt;br /&gt;erik&lt;br /&gt;i saved you for the last&lt;br /&gt;cos its harder than the rest&lt;br /&gt;you and your 'dao' face&lt;br /&gt;your attempt at making puppy dog looks&lt;br /&gt;andand&lt;br /&gt;your 'i will POKE you with the javelin!'&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;i realise&lt;br /&gt;i'll be missing ll these if i quit&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;butbut&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand coach&lt;br /&gt;and the seniors are...&lt;br /&gt;slightly like 210&lt;br /&gt;no offense&lt;br /&gt;but yeah&lt;br /&gt;andand&lt;br /&gt;the fees!&lt;br /&gt;wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;and i realise&lt;br /&gt;i DO NOT miss pri sch life&lt;br /&gt;AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;cos in primary school&lt;br /&gt;1-there were guys. gag&lt;br /&gt;2-the mainstream and gep were forever daoing each other. or spreading rumors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;not like its diff now but what the hell&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- the pri one kids were pushy and irritating. and we couldnt bully them&lt;br /&gt;4-the teachers like miss yim were CONDENSCENDING.&lt;br /&gt;5-there was HER&lt;br /&gt;6-and HIM&lt;br /&gt;7-ftlouie. hatehatehate you&lt;br /&gt;8-gahh that mainstream girl who wore shortshort shorts and tighttight tops and flicked her hair behind her everytime she walked past HIM&lt;br /&gt;9-that. nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;10-there was no erik, phoebe, emma, sarah, jolene, syd, yeahyeahyeah&lt;br /&gt;see&lt;br /&gt;ten reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;my ten commandments&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114636178340521590?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114636178340521590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>first post in umm&lt;br /&gt;a long time?&lt;br /&gt;cant be bothered to go count&lt;br /&gt;grahh&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;i decided to post on some interesting stuff that happened across &lt;s&gt;a month D:&lt;/s&gt; a short time&lt;br /&gt;event1: charlotte and the stolen bag&lt;br /&gt;heh this is obvious&lt;br /&gt;charlotte's bag got stolen at rj&lt;br /&gt;like, we went for trng and when we came back, there was this rugby match going on and we couldnt find her bag&lt;br /&gt;then this helpful person, dunno whether she sec one or two, but shes a tracker&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;she asked around&lt;br /&gt;and it turned out someone tried to steal her bag&lt;br /&gt;and he was being detained in the GO&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;as in&lt;br /&gt;really detained&lt;br /&gt;he was in a room with one security guard&lt;br /&gt;and there was another security guard outside&lt;br /&gt;i peeked in&lt;br /&gt;he looked like some ahbeng guy&lt;br /&gt;wonder how he got in in the first place&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;charlotte wrote a police statement! so cool right.&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;event 2: umm.&lt;br /&gt;cant think of it&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah!&lt;br /&gt;emma got a blog&lt;br /&gt;amazing neh?&lt;br /&gt;but she needs to change her template&lt;br /&gt;BLITZ&lt;br /&gt;will you be a nice gentle&lt;b&gt;MAN&lt;/b&gt; and do the blogskin?&lt;br /&gt;(X&lt;br /&gt;see blitz is a nice &lt;b&gt;boy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;tuition&lt;br /&gt;i passed my science!&lt;br /&gt;am stunned&lt;br /&gt;yeahyeah&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i realise&lt;br /&gt;that this is the first time i have TOUCHED the computer in THREE DAYS&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;beloved computer&lt;br /&gt;i hope you wont take this against me&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut&lt;br /&gt;i STILL LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;dont abandon me for my brother's stupid neopets!&lt;br /&gt;stay with me and we shall explore the many varied paths of fanfiction and blogs!&lt;br /&gt;gah&lt;br /&gt;i'm lame.&lt;br /&gt;pfft&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114635437368662810?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114635437368662810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=114635437368662810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114635437368662810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114635437368662810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-post-in-umm-long-time-cant-be.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-114562242989031299</id><published>2006-04-21T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T05:27:09.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahah i shall reblog abt the guy in the bus!&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;jkg&lt;br /&gt;but he DID look like a girl.&lt;br /&gt;whee new blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;i told you i'm obsessed lol&lt;br /&gt;pfft there are NO DECENT SEPHIROTH SKINS.&lt;br /&gt;AND NO YAZOO ONES EITHER.&lt;br /&gt;what is the world coming to?&lt;br /&gt;feh.&lt;br /&gt;comp on sunday&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;nothing interesting happened.&lt;br /&gt;yeahyeah&lt;br /&gt;okay done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114562242989031299?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114562242989031299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=114562242989031299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114562242989031299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114562242989031299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/04/hahah-i-shall-reblog-abt-guy-in-bus.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-114518931745879808</id><published>2006-04-16T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T05:08:39.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my blog is revived!&lt;br /&gt;my com works!&lt;br /&gt;my pillow smells of shampoo!&lt;br /&gt;the world is full of small miracles neh.&lt;br /&gt;pfft not really sure what to blog abt&lt;br /&gt;(what do you blog abt in a blog thats been dead for eons?)&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;koped from erik and sarah&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN ONLY SAY TRUE OR FALSE - - NO "IF'S " , " AND'S " OR " BUT'S "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i AM A CUDDLER - true? i like hugging other ppl. but not getting hugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i AM A MORNiNG PERSON - false. i hate waking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i AM A PERFECTiONiST - false....did you think me one?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i AM AN ONLY CHiLD - false&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i AM CATHOLiC - true. sadly. but i found faith! (not like it lasted long&gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i AM CURRENTLY iN MY PAJAMAS - false. dude i dont have pyjamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i AM CURRENTLY SiNGLE - true?false? not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i AM CURRENTLY SUFFERiNG FROM A BROKEN HEART - false.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i AM OKAY AT STYLiNG OTHER PEOPLE'SHAiR - false. DUDE. do i looke like that kind?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i AM LEFT HANDED - false&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i AM ADDiCTED TO MY MYSPACE - false. whats that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i AM ONLiNE 24/7, EVEN AS AN AWAYMESSAGE - false. sadly. my com only just was able to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i AM VERY SHY AROUND THE OPPOSiTE SEX AT FiRST - false. i tend to...insult them. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i BiTE MY NAiLS - false. yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i CAN BE PARANOiD AT TiMES - false. i think i need to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i CURRENTLY REGRET SOMETHiNG THAT i HAVE SAiD - true. i regret saying sephiroth looked like a girl. he got his revenge later. clue: it involved my blanket, my bottle and ghosts. oh yeah it was midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i LiKE SOMEONE BUT i'M AFRAiD TO TELL THEM - false. he &lt;i&gt;knows&lt;/i&gt; i love him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* WHEN i GET MAD i CURSE FREQUENTLY - true...&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i GET MAD FREQUENTLY - true. this is becoming like confession....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i DON'T LiKE ANYONE - false? true? false. i like people. when they're not breathing xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i ENJOY COUNTRY MUSiC - false. gag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i ENJOY SMOOTHiES - true! wahaha love cold stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i ENJOY TALKiNG ON THE PHONE - false. cant pay attention lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAVE/HAD A HARD TiME PAYiNG ATTENTiON AT SCHOOL - true. sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAVE A LOT TO LEARN - true(noone sane is gonna say false. in case teachers come see....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAVE A PET - &lt;s&gt;true.&lt;/s&gt; false! (wahahah i didnt say anything!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAVE A SECRET THAT i AM ASHAMED TO REVEAL - true. who doesnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAVE A TENDENCY TO FALL FOR THE "WRONG PERSON" - true. like anime characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAVE ALL MY GRANDPARENTS - false.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAVE AT LEAST ONE SiBLiNG - true. wished it was false.(but then who would but me the comics? love my bro.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAVE BEEN TOLD THAT i'M SMART - false. but i tell myself that often enough lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAVE BROKEN A BONE - false.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAVE CALLER i.D. ON MY PHONE - true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAVE BATHED/SHOWERED WiTH SOMEONE - true. that was wayyy back in pri 5 anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAVE CHANGED A DiAPER - false. ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAVE CHANGED A LOT OVER THE PAST YEAR - true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAVE DONE SOMETHiNG iLLEGAL - true. DUH. i got dc man. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAVE FRiENDS WHO HAVE NEVER SEEN MY NATURAL HAiR COLOUR - false. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAD MAJOR/MiNOR SURGERY - stitches count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAD KiLLED ANOTHER PERSON - false.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAVE HAD MY HAiR CUT WiTHiN THE LAST WEEK - false&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAVE HAD THE COPS CALLED ON ME - false&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i HAVE KiSSED SOMEONE i KNEW i SHOULDN'T - false. ew. kissing is just another way of getting diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;weird thing.&lt;br /&gt;i hate prawns&lt;br /&gt;they make my throat itch&lt;br /&gt;and my chin&lt;br /&gt;and my neck&lt;br /&gt;grahh&lt;br /&gt;yeow.&lt;br /&gt;whee&lt;br /&gt;i love my pillow&lt;br /&gt;it smells of comfort and shampoo and sleep&lt;br /&gt;kisses pillow&lt;br /&gt;says who i dont show affection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114518931745879808?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114518931745879808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=114518931745879808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114518931745879808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114518931745879808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-blog-is-revived-my-com-works-my.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-114442032841662406</id><published>2006-04-07T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T07:32:08.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm currently reading&lt;br /&gt;a nice fanfic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=white&gt;am bloody jumped up&lt;br /&gt;competition tmr&lt;br /&gt;and all i can think of&lt;br /&gt;is how badly i'm gonna fuck it up&lt;br /&gt;of how coach's face will look&lt;br /&gt;when i tell him that&lt;br /&gt;none of my shots got pass the&lt;br /&gt;fucking qualifying mark&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its very nice&lt;br /&gt;malfoy and harry&lt;br /&gt;see i'm not COMPLETELY&lt;br /&gt;ffvii obsessed&lt;br /&gt;hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;not counting the fact that i got to the fanfic through a writer who wrote a ffvii fanfic?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feh&lt;br /&gt;sports fest today&lt;br /&gt;bloody sucky&lt;br /&gt;sat there&lt;br /&gt;did nth&lt;br /&gt;went to get free milo&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;sat next to erm&lt;br /&gt;library senior&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;the violent one&lt;br /&gt;mmph at least i only got into a fight with her once&lt;br /&gt;thanks a bunch emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;mock&lt;/s&gt; scowls&lt;br /&gt;when you see your friend fighting her violent, psychotic and possibly murderous senior, you do &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; sit beside them and say&lt;br /&gt;fightfightfight&lt;br /&gt;pfft!&lt;br /&gt;i love nutella&lt;br /&gt;my idea of heaven:&lt;br /&gt;my own room&lt;br /&gt;decorated in black and gray&lt;br /&gt;covered, no &lt;em&gt;slathered&lt;/em&gt; in cloud/seph/yazoo/reno/vincent/draco(yes i think i have abandoned my obsession for draco long enough) posters&lt;br /&gt;a huge jar of nutella with a nice clean spoon propped up next to it, just waiting to be dipped and licked.&lt;br /&gt;a computer with highspeed broadband and full net access(read: doujinshi sites not banned)&lt;br /&gt;a rack of knives and swords and gunblades that i actually &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; how to use&lt;br /&gt;a 30" tv with a psp and xbox&lt;br /&gt;all the final fantasy games in a nice stack next to said tv&lt;br /&gt;all the movies i ever want in another nice stack next to said ff stack&lt;br /&gt;whee&lt;br /&gt;isnt that just pure &lt;em&gt;heaven&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;excerpt from the nice fanfic i'm reading&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;“What the hell, Potter?” Malfoy blurted, though it seemed to Harry as though his speech was slower, more hesitant than usual, as though trying to recover from something deeply startling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ehh,” he heard himself say pathetically. He could feel the blood flowing into his cheeks, but why was he blushing? He had no reason to blush. This was Malfoy, he could vomit on him and still find some way to feel good about it, couldn’t he? Yes, yes, he could. He would explain that. “I mean, I .. your ..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My what?” Malfoy said bluntly, wrapping his arms compulsively around himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well .. it was your fault!” Harry suddenly exclaimed, taking a sudden step back. “It was .. it was your hair that made me do it! It’s .. it’s .. long, you know!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Right,” Malfoy said smugly, though he was still holding himself, oddly keeping his distance. “Or maybe you have some disgusting, miserable illness that made you sneeze, and now I’m bound to catch it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t have an illness,” Harry snapped ruefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh really?” Malfoy sniffed. “Well, either way I think I’ll need to throw away this sweater. Burn it, perhaps .. oh! Is Weasley in any need of used, possibly contaminated hand-me-downs?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry stiffened, feeling his old anger burning new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll ask, but I don’t think that’s his type of sweater.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What do you mean?” the blonde said, frowning a bit, then perking up suddenly. “Oh, I see. It’s a bit expensive for him, isn’t it? Everyone would know it was trashed by someone with a respectable income.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That isn’t what I mean!” Harry seethed. “I mean .. I don’t think that Ron is .. gay!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Excuse me?” Draco yelped, his grey eyes narrowing as his arms fell to his sides, his hands curling into fists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s a gay sweater!” Harry repeated shrilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is not a gay sweater,” Draco hissed, clutching protectively at his chest. “This is an expensive, well-tailored sweater. I suppose I can’t expect someone like you to be able to see the difference.”&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;cant you just see the love?&lt;br /&gt;snorts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114442032841662406?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114442032841662406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=114442032841662406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114442032841662406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114442032841662406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-currently-reading-nice-fanfic-am.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-114416378437927022</id><published>2006-04-04T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T08:16:31.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got from erik&lt;br /&gt;cos&lt;br /&gt;1)i was bored&lt;br /&gt;2)my blog needs to be revived *huffs and puffs at it*&lt;br /&gt;3)i'm bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been dumped&lt;br /&gt;shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;been fired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been in a fist fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;snuck out of your parent's house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been arrested&lt;br /&gt;gone on a blind date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;skipped school&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seen someone die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been to Canada&lt;br /&gt;been to Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been on a plane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love someone or miss someone right now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lain on your back and watched cloud shapes go by&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a snow angel&lt;br /&gt;flown a kite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;built a sand castle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gone puddle jumping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played dress up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jumped into a pile of leaves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone sledding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheated while playing a game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been lonely&lt;/strong&gt;fallen asleep at work/school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;used a fake id&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watched the sun set&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt an earthquake/tremor&lt;br /&gt;been through a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;touched a snake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;slept beneath the stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been tickled &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been robbed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been misunderstood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danced in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;liked the way I look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;witnessed a crime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;questioned my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been obsessed with post-it notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;squished barefoot through the mud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been lost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been to the opposite side of the country&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;swum in the ocean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;felt like dying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cried yourself to sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;played cops and robbers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently colored with crayons&lt;br /&gt;sung karaoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;paid for a meal with only coins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;done something you told yourself you wouldn't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;made prank phone calls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose&lt;br /&gt;caught a snowflake on your tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;danced in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written a letter to Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been kissed under a mistletoe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blown bubbles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;made a bonfire on the beach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crashed a party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gone roller-skating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;glued your hand to something&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got your tongue stuck to a flag pole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kissed a fish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat on a roof top&lt;br /&gt;screamed at the top of your lungs&lt;br /&gt;done a one-handed cartwheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;talked on the phone for more than 6 hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stayed up all night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't take a shower for a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pick and ate an apple right off the tree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;climbed a tree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a tree house&lt;br /&gt;are scared to watch scary movies alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;believed in ghosts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have more then 30 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jumped into a pool/hot tub/lake with all your clothes on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been told you're hot by a complete stranger&lt;br /&gt;broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been easily amused&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught a fish then ate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;caught a butterfly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laughed so hard you cried&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cried so hard you laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheated on a test&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheated on a lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have a Britney Spears CD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;forgotten someone's name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;French braided someone's hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone skinny dipping in a pool&lt;br /&gt;have had a fantasy over someone you love as a good friend&lt;br /&gt;run tanned naked&lt;br /&gt;ran naked in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh dont try and blackmail me...&lt;br /&gt;i'm proud of what i've done!&lt;br /&gt;whee next one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 firsts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first boyfriend/girlfriend: umm pri3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first best friend: shenlynn yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first lie: ...what kind of question is this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first piercings: 8yrs old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first crush: pri2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first CD: super fresh! haha i rmb it took me and kenneth like, a whole hour of whining to get my mom to buy it. and his mom to buy the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first stuffed animal: erm dunno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 lasts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last cigarette: i will never start yupp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last alchoholic beverage: err on saturday??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last movie seen: advent children!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last phone call: erm like, today??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last cd played: cant rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last bubble bath: NEVER. AHH. AM SO DEPRIVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time you cried: erm waaaay back in the beginning of the year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last song: sephiroth's theme song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last thing you said online: '...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 have you evers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever dated one of your best friends: nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever skinny dipped: no, thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been on tv: siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever kissed somebody and regretted it: does being kissed count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever fallen in love: duhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever lost someone you loved: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been depressed: feh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever woken up and not known where you were: erm once! in new zealand. i hit my head on the ceiling&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 places you've been to today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the new jurong library lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. the toilet? in said jurong library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. another toilet! in school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. the bus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. the kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. the car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 things you've done today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. get started on dante's divine comedy 1: hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. danced...as a girl&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. hugged my pillow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. sneezed three times in a row&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. rubbed my eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. punch the sofa...&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 favorite things to do in NO order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. read duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. msn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. fanfiction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. icewind dale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 people you can tell anything to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 choices:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. chicken or beef flavor ramen noodles? chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. makeup, or no makeup? none DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. cute outfit, or jeans and hoodie? jeans and hoodie. du-uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 things you want to do before you die:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. find my soulmate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. played the entire series of final fantasy from I to XII&lt;br /&gt;actually just playing FFVII would let me die happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 wish:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. that i could do whatever i want without getting caught. and that includes swearing, fighting, killing, stealing, pickpocketing, yeahyeah. oh and hw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS POST MAKES ME SOUND LIKE SOMESORT OF CRIMINAL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114416378437927022?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114416378437927022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=114416378437927022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114416378437927022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114416378437927022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/04/got-from-erik-cos-1i-was-bored-2my.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-114416203638507818</id><published>2006-04-04T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T07:47:16.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i decided to revive my blog&lt;br /&gt;but i shall post only in times of real need&lt;br /&gt;aka&lt;br /&gt;when i'm bored&lt;br /&gt;and btw&lt;br /&gt;for those who care&lt;br /&gt;i now proclaim myself faithful to&lt;br /&gt;Sephiroth&lt;br /&gt;Vincent Valentine&lt;br /&gt;Yazoo&lt;br /&gt;Reno&lt;br /&gt;there&lt;br /&gt;done&lt;br /&gt;you cant blame me for devoting myself to cartton characters.&lt;br /&gt;noone in the real world is as good hahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114416203638507818?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114416203638507818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=114416203638507818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114416203638507818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114416203638507818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-decided-to-revive-my-blog-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-114370862201320104</id><published>2006-03-30T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T00:50:22.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in class now&lt;br /&gt;i'm sitting at the computer and&lt;br /&gt;three wee little sec ones&lt;br /&gt;who all are taller than me&lt;br /&gt;are sitting in the row behind mine&lt;br /&gt;blowing on some pipe thing&lt;br /&gt;pfft&lt;br /&gt;losers&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;was&lt;br /&gt;interesting&lt;br /&gt;i'm waiting for syd&lt;br /&gt;to sms me&lt;br /&gt;so i can know&lt;br /&gt;whether shes gonna take 190&lt;br /&gt;i dont like going home myself&lt;br /&gt;maenwhile&lt;br /&gt;read&lt;br /&gt;fanfiction&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;just had dc&lt;br /&gt;damned boring&lt;br /&gt;man&lt;br /&gt;i showed syd the fanfic on&lt;br /&gt;reno and the err&lt;br /&gt;messenger thing&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;the tseng part if funny&lt;br /&gt;she was laughing too.&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;was traumatised by lucy during com studs&lt;br /&gt;am i really that easily traumatised?!&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;people find it amusing to&lt;br /&gt;shock me&lt;br /&gt;and watch me slowly die from traumatision&lt;br /&gt;or whatever way you spell it.&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;made a promise to myself&lt;br /&gt;never ever smile when i dont mean it&lt;br /&gt;it justs kills the meaning&lt;br /&gt;and the importance&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;looked and saw&lt;br /&gt;truth comes in painful ways&lt;br /&gt;can be like the guillotine&lt;br /&gt;you die quickly&lt;br /&gt;and without dignity&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;i died slowly&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;held what dignity i have.&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;i lived&lt;br /&gt;and realised theres nothing to live for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114370862201320104?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114370862201320104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=114370862201320104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114370862201320104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114370862201320104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-class-now-im-sitting-at-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-114363965697606514</id><published>2006-03-29T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T05:40:56.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>see i update&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;boredomboredom&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored&lt;br /&gt;as is obvious&lt;br /&gt;pfft&lt;br /&gt;my brother and i were reading this really funny fanfic&lt;br /&gt;reno is so....dumb!&lt;br /&gt;and adorable!&lt;br /&gt;nice change from err&lt;br /&gt;sephiroth/vincent/yazoo and their daoness&lt;br /&gt;ahahah&lt;br /&gt;if sephiroth and nakago were a couple&lt;br /&gt;who would be the uke and seme?&lt;br /&gt;emma says naka would be the seme&lt;br /&gt;i disagree&lt;br /&gt;duh&lt;br /&gt;sephiroth is WAAAAAAY better than nakago.&lt;br /&gt;nakago crosses his legs like a &lt;em&gt;girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;some random quotes&lt;br /&gt;"“FUCK YOU AND HAVE A FUCKTASTIC DAY!”" -----kadaj&lt;br /&gt;"“Loz… you only have default ringtones…”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, yeah. Why?”&lt;br /&gt;“Everyone knows the default ringtones suck.”&lt;br /&gt;“It never mattered to me.”&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t you ever download ringtones?”&lt;br /&gt;“… Once.” Loz sounded as if he were confessing to an unforgivable sin.&lt;br /&gt;“Well, which one i—oh, dear Gods.” No. No way in hell, did he… “Please don’t tell me you downloaded the Crazy Frog ringtone…”&lt;br /&gt;Loz shrugged. “Alright, then, I didn’t.”&lt;br /&gt;“A ding ding ding ding dididing ding bing bing pscht, dorhrm bom bom bedom bem bom bedom bom bum ba ba bom bom—”&lt;br /&gt;“KILL IT!” Yazoo shrieked, snapping the phone shut.&lt;br /&gt;Silence. Sweet, blissful silence. "&lt;br /&gt;----loz and yazoo. loz has bad taste.&lt;br /&gt;above two quotes are from Bonding Over Cell Phones, by tenshi fuzion&lt;br /&gt;go read&lt;br /&gt;its nice x)&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah&lt;br /&gt;heres one&lt;br /&gt;its short&lt;br /&gt;but nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Too Close For Comfort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Loz.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Loz.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mmh?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Your arm.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What about it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s around my waist.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“...I had a nightmare.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And you felt the need to cuddle me because...?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I was scared.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This really has to stop.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aw, c’mon, Yazoo...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“...All right, fine. But this is the last time, are we clear?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Loz?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Stop breathing in my ear.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry. Should I breathe here instead?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, it’s disturbing my hair, but it’ll have to do.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know where else to breathe.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Perhaps you should stop breathing altogether, then.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But Yazoo!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Okay...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Goodnight, Loz.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“...’Night, Yazoo.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end&lt;br /&gt;hahah i think thats cute&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114363965697606514?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114363965697606514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=114363965697606514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114363965697606514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114363965697606514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/03/see-i-update-heh-boredomboredom-im.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-114337815144796418</id><published>2006-03-26T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T05:02:31.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh i'm bored&lt;br /&gt;got this from erik's blog&lt;br /&gt;1. Grab the book nearest to you and turn to Page 18, Line 4.&lt;br /&gt;forgotten truth, by dawn cook.&lt;br /&gt;"ward before that, and you'll slip into a long, unproductive"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.&lt;br /&gt;ow. my bone went crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;some chinese show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Without looking, guess what the time is.&lt;br /&gt;8.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?&lt;br /&gt;8.39&lt;br /&gt;cool i think i'm psychic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;br /&gt;the fish tank....-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When did you last step outside?&lt;br /&gt;err i woke up in my aunt's house, and only came back at 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;br /&gt;...my watch *looks around, whistling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;heh. that sephiroth was my brother and cloud was my...lover?! wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;br /&gt;during tuition. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;br /&gt;a clock thats...half an hour slow. oh and my sister's posters...of bird feathers?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;br /&gt;dude, my entire family is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;created by someone who as more bored than me, if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the last film you watched?&lt;br /&gt;advent children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;br /&gt;final fantasy stuff. du-uh&lt;br /&gt;like, all the movies, all the games(yay!), and yadayada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Tell me something about you I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;do you know me?? gosh i didnt know you knew me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm an...ALIEN FROM INNER SPACE, AND I'M OUT TO GET YOUR BRAIN. oops you dont have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;that women have to be physically weaker, smaller and have to give birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you like to dance?&lt;br /&gt;don be stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. George W Bush...&lt;br /&gt;has a crush on a stripper in the bar in geylang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a girl. What would you call her?&lt;br /&gt;marlene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Imagine your first child is a boy. What would you call him?&lt;br /&gt;reno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Would you ever consider living abroad?&lt;br /&gt;duh. too hot here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What would you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;br /&gt;dude, yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. 4 people who must do this in their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;like anyone's gonna read this. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that was the end.&lt;br /&gt;hahah err&lt;br /&gt;tuition was fun&lt;br /&gt;porcupine head lent me gel to gel my hair!&lt;br /&gt;it smelled of...citrus.&lt;br /&gt;which reminded me of the fanfic titled 'breath of citrus'&lt;br /&gt;which is very gross.&lt;br /&gt;okay nvm&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;learning journey week&lt;br /&gt;err&lt;br /&gt;etiquette was fun??&lt;br /&gt;hah&lt;br /&gt;emma was looking forward to the eating part....&lt;br /&gt;as expected lol&lt;br /&gt;i never knew sarah was that dirty minded &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;am traumatised.&lt;br /&gt;baobei, when did you know this kind of stuff?!&lt;br /&gt;ohman.&lt;br /&gt;canopy walk was crap&lt;br /&gt;was dreaming throughout whole thing&lt;br /&gt;went subway with syd later&lt;br /&gt;haha the err burger?&lt;br /&gt;was nice&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;me and kailin were being childish in science tuition&lt;br /&gt;but in maths&lt;br /&gt;we were being just plain WEIRD.&lt;br /&gt;like, she was sitting next to nickhan&lt;br /&gt;so it was quite amusing&lt;br /&gt;i got my questions correct! all of them!&lt;br /&gt;and no, i did not have &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; help from the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;none at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;who am i kidding&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed at my aunts house last night cos my parents love my sibs more than me so they kicked me out&lt;br /&gt;i love my aunt&lt;br /&gt;she's funky.&lt;br /&gt;like, her house is...WOAH&lt;br /&gt;its got black paraquet flooring everywhere except the kitchen, which has concrete flooring, her bathroom, which has concrete flooring too, and the main bathroom, which has ceramic tiles? dunno&lt;br /&gt;and the study has a glass wall and door.&lt;br /&gt;and a glass table that is part of the wall&lt;br /&gt;so cool huh&lt;br /&gt;and the dining table if next to the sofa and the 'resting place'&lt;br /&gt;it a raised platform that is made of wood and has a big carpet over it&lt;br /&gt;and there are cushions!&lt;br /&gt;whee&lt;br /&gt;and the two of us stayed up till 2am to talk about...life, god and err. bgr&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i told her i'd rather be a lesbian than go for guys.&lt;br /&gt;but for now, i would remain neutral&lt;br /&gt;and she was like,&lt;br /&gt;yeah remain neutral, wait till university and then we'll see how your boyfriend looks like.&lt;br /&gt;she has err&lt;br /&gt;a lesbian friend&lt;br /&gt;and two gay friends that are a couple.&lt;br /&gt;waay cool.&lt;br /&gt;the gay couple are from europe&lt;br /&gt;and the lesbian one was err&lt;br /&gt;abused when she was young, by her &lt;em&gt;stepdad and stepbros&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how the male population is represented in this post.&lt;br /&gt;see if i care.&lt;br /&gt;her stepsis was like abused as well&lt;br /&gt;by the same ppl.&lt;br /&gt;her own flesh and blood.&lt;br /&gt;see why guys suck??&lt;br /&gt;oh and what do you think of this line?&lt;br /&gt;'the dulcet tones of your heart shattering under her booted feet will be my theme song'&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;i like it.&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;the reply to it was&lt;br /&gt;'and you're living a lie; to yourself'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=black&gt;you wrote that reply. you know it. thankyou. my bestestbest companion.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114337815144796418?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114337815144796418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=114337815144796418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114337815144796418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114337815144796418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/03/heh-im-bored-got-this-from-eriks-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-114277725208309135</id><published>2006-03-19T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T06:07:32.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have read this fanfic more than three times when the tv is off&lt;br /&gt;yeah my dad posed a restriction thing on it&lt;br /&gt;it offs BY ITSELF at err&lt;br /&gt;8.30pm sharp&lt;br /&gt;anyway i dont watch tv much&lt;br /&gt;except for...&lt;br /&gt;ADVENT CHILDREN&lt;br /&gt;ahahah&lt;br /&gt;you should have expected that by now&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i sound like yuffie O.o&lt;br /&gt;as in&lt;br /&gt;keep changing topics&lt;br /&gt;err&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand i think yuffie is cute&lt;br /&gt;as in&lt;br /&gt;funny&lt;br /&gt;wacky&lt;br /&gt;slightly unstable&lt;br /&gt;has a dsa ticket to woodbridge&lt;br /&gt;yeahyeah&lt;br /&gt;see!&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need a one track mind&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand&lt;br /&gt;one track minds are not good&lt;br /&gt;look at my mother.&lt;br /&gt;rolls eyes.&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;my friend thinks its weird that i call her &lt;br /&gt;mother&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should call her 'kata'?&lt;br /&gt;like what yazoo, kadaj and loz call jenova huh&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i know how to say&lt;br /&gt;'get this on with already yo'&lt;br /&gt;in jap&lt;br /&gt;i think&lt;br /&gt;and err&lt;br /&gt;brother&lt;br /&gt;and err&lt;br /&gt;racks brain&lt;br /&gt;why do they call it 'racks' anyway&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;thats the stuff they hang chicken up from right?&lt;br /&gt;eww.&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i can say&lt;br /&gt;drifting!&lt;br /&gt;okay thats lame&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;WAIT I WAS SAYING&lt;br /&gt;i have watched advent children 11 times liao&lt;br /&gt;okay i finally got it out&lt;br /&gt;amazing&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;to say one thing&lt;br /&gt;i raised up...&lt;br /&gt;NINE THINGS&lt;br /&gt;or smth like that&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;okay i cant rmb&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah&lt;br /&gt;i have converted blitz to an AC fan!&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;now on to chloe&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to say smth abt&lt;br /&gt;err&lt;br /&gt;tuition!&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;pfft&lt;br /&gt;i went in&lt;br /&gt;and the new girl was in front of me&lt;br /&gt;she turned around, saw me&lt;br /&gt;and went to sit in the back row&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;so i sat in the row in front&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for tankailin&lt;br /&gt;who always comes late xP&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;that row&lt;br /&gt;happened to be nickhan's row&lt;br /&gt;gagg&lt;br /&gt;luckily&lt;br /&gt;when i came back with kailin&lt;br /&gt;(no way was i gonna stay in there)&lt;br /&gt;they moved to another classroom&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, either me or tkl had to sit with the new girl&lt;br /&gt;either that or sit with 'mark'&lt;br /&gt;at least i THINK thats what his name is&lt;br /&gt;so i made poor tkl sit with the new girl&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;so sorry kailin!&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;it was really kind of wacky and fun&lt;br /&gt;i borrowed amanda's phone to play car racing!&lt;br /&gt;sadly, halfway, she recieved a message and took it back&lt;br /&gt;oh and i was sitting behind porcupine head&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;the emotional trauma&lt;br /&gt;at least the porcupine spikes are gone&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;err&lt;br /&gt;cant rmb much&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah kailin was like, asking him who his gf was&lt;br /&gt;and i said she had bad taste&lt;br /&gt;oops&lt;br /&gt;okay so i'm not very err. diplomatic.&lt;br /&gt;who cares.&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;wait&lt;br /&gt;i cant rmb.&lt;br /&gt;okay nvm&lt;br /&gt;byee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i SAID. &lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you must be real bored to read this huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, you must be bored to even come to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;okay nvm bye&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-114259953726565778</id><published>2006-03-17T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T04:45:37.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>found a poem&lt;br /&gt;its for the Turks&lt;br /&gt;from final fantasy&lt;br /&gt;i like the rythm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shades &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shades of &lt;font color=red&gt;crimson&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color=gray&gt;gray&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holding to the soundless day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tears of silver and of &lt;font color=blue&gt;blue&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Streaming at the death of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hopes dashed to &lt;background=white&gt;&lt;font color= black&gt;ebony&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/background&gt; powder,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As cries of sorrow start and grow louder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They look on in the icy rain,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the darkest form of human bane.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gun held in shaky hands,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fearful sight throughout sunlit lands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prayers come in pain and tears,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;While hearts all echo ancient fears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shades of &lt;font color=red&gt;crimson&lt;/font&gt; and of &lt;font color=gray&gt;gray&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tears of &lt;font color=silver&gt;silver&lt;/font&gt; mark the day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hearts lay broken, unable to mend,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As hopes find little to do but bend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strangers shout and friends scream,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All feels like a horrid dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wondering why this life was spent,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wondering just what the gunner meant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suit clad killer with smiling eyes,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Says he paid for all the lies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And dearest friend to all has seen,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The price of lies and what they mean.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shades of &lt;font color=red&gt;crimson&lt;/font&gt; and of &lt;font color=gray&gt;gray&lt;/font&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shatter now in the lovely day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sun is gone and hope as fled,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the silence all is said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love proves to be once more in vain,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Humanity to be less than sane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Death takes hold of each last one,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just as with their friend it has done.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They cry now in crimson spheres,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in each drop is their fears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life has lost to the bitter night,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It barely even put up a fight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just have to love the Turks.&lt;br /&gt;killing is their &lt;em&gt;job&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i could do that too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114259953726565778?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114259953726565778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=114259953726565778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114259953726565778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114259953726565778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/03/found-poem-its-for-turks-from-final_17.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-114217217069334851</id><published>2006-03-12T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T06:02:50.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ADVENTCHILDREN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahahah&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm obsessed O.O&lt;br /&gt;but then&lt;br /&gt;with people like reno and yazoo....&lt;br /&gt;how can i not be?&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;lemme see&lt;br /&gt;i spotted a blooper!&lt;br /&gt;ahahah james tan!&lt;br /&gt;its when yazoo and loz ride down the mountain to fight with cloud&lt;br /&gt;at first, yazoo is at the right side of kadaj&lt;br /&gt;and loz is at the left&lt;br /&gt;then when they bike down, &lt;br /&gt;suddenly POOF&lt;br /&gt;loz grew long hair and yazoo had a haircut&lt;br /&gt;thats how it looked like anyway&lt;br /&gt;oh i just realised i watched it a grand total of 7 times now&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;man, but yazoo is DAMN HOT&lt;br /&gt;so's reno&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;favourite scenes:&lt;br /&gt;-yazoo and reno fighting. duh&lt;br /&gt;-the church fight scene. tifa is bloody cool&lt;br /&gt;-the part where kadaj makes his 'oh mother, i feel so blessed to have geostigma, which by the way, is thanks to you' speech and goes into the water.&lt;br /&gt;if you look carefully, you can see yazoo standing at the back with his ohsodelectable smirk&lt;br /&gt;-the motorbike fight in the tunnel. too bad one of yazoo's dual hounds got blown apart by cloud. DIE GELHEAD. DIE.&lt;br /&gt;-the part where tifa is scolding cloud or smth. i was more looking at reno and rude in the bg. haha reno looks so uncomfortable around cloud and tifa xD&lt;br /&gt;-the part where marlene and vincent tell cloud he needs psychiatric treatment and marlene hides in vincents cloak...which is very nice. what with all the red cloth and mysteriousness and all&lt;br /&gt;i just realised yazoo doesnt have much scenes&lt;br /&gt;pfft&lt;br /&gt;so sad.&lt;br /&gt;neither does reno&lt;br /&gt;DOES THE DIRECTOR HAVE &lt;strong&gt;EYES&lt;/strong&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;like dude, let the girls have some eye candy, yo?&lt;br /&gt;haha reno's style of talking is funny&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should try that&lt;br /&gt;and give that blitz guy a taste of his own medicine&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;i got a headache reading his nettalk wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;theres this really nice fanfic on reno and yazoo&lt;br /&gt;its the best one i've ever read so far&lt;br /&gt;something i'd put in my 'toreadassoonaspossible' pile&lt;br /&gt;see, i have stuff i want to read&lt;br /&gt;unlike yazoo&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but seriously.&lt;br /&gt;whats with all the stuff abt yazoo/kadaj, yazoo/loz, yazoo/kadaj/loz ?!&lt;br /&gt;like dude, theyre BROTHERS yo.&lt;br /&gt;like, thats INCEST man&lt;br /&gt;sarah said incest wasnt too far from gayness....&lt;br /&gt;gayness is FINE okay!&lt;br /&gt;okay not really&lt;br /&gt;but incest is just plain gross&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;at least when i read slash&lt;br /&gt;i dont read the sick parts&lt;br /&gt;cos i feel like puking later.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;its just plain sick&lt;br /&gt;kissing is fine&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes to removing clothes.....&lt;br /&gt;shudders&lt;br /&gt;i have come to a conclusion&lt;br /&gt;i'm not as dirty minded as i would like&lt;br /&gt;much as the prospect of knowing what ppl mean when they tell sick jokes is tempting&lt;br /&gt;i really cant stand reading about THAT&lt;br /&gt;it freaks me out&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a prude damnit!&lt;br /&gt;its jsut that noone sane would want to read about two people fondling each other in public or no public places, and sticking their tongues down each other's larynx and other parts down other parts&lt;br /&gt;you get what i mean&lt;br /&gt;like dude, has the words &lt;u&gt;proper hygeine&lt;/u&gt; ever come across your mind?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114217217069334851?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114217217069334851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=114217217069334851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114217217069334851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114217217069334851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/03/adventchildren-ahahah-i-think-im.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-114174430304474930</id><published>2006-03-07T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T07:11:43.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to: my parents, when one day this happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carrying all my books&lt;br /&gt;placing them on my bed&lt;br /&gt;taking my fathers gun&lt;br /&gt;pointing it towards my head&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry mom, &lt;br /&gt;for giving you pain&lt;br /&gt;i cant live anymore&lt;br /&gt;i've nothing to gain&lt;br /&gt;life was all a game&lt;br /&gt;a big fat joke&lt;br /&gt;i cant take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;as i bring the gun closer and start to choke&lt;br /&gt;i wrote you a little note&lt;br /&gt;just telling you&lt;br /&gt;i had no means&lt;br /&gt;into hurting you&lt;br /&gt;i close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;count to ten&lt;br /&gt;i'll be in a new life&lt;br /&gt;when i open them&lt;br /&gt;when you hear a bang&lt;br /&gt;you'll come running in&lt;br /&gt;when you see what i've done&lt;br /&gt;the tears will begin&lt;br /&gt;by the way&lt;br /&gt;this is my last goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114174430304474930?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-114157173884678724</id><published>2006-03-05T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T07:15:38.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i finally watched advent children!&lt;br /&gt;all hail&lt;br /&gt;omg cloud is VERY HOT&lt;br /&gt;X)X)&lt;br /&gt;list of hotties&lt;br /&gt;from hottest to not so hot&lt;br /&gt;1) sephiroth! even though he doesnt appear until VEEERY late&lt;br /&gt;2)cloud! all hail!&lt;br /&gt;3) the guy with long silver hair. one of the three brothers. his voice is chao sexy.&lt;br /&gt;4)the other brother! the one with short hair.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;5)the red haired guy&lt;br /&gt;reno?&lt;br /&gt;dunno&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;my father just hit my head&lt;br /&gt;all because i'm doing my work so late&lt;br /&gt;wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;look at all the ppl who stay up later than me&lt;br /&gt;wth&lt;br /&gt;and because i'm sent to go sleep so bloody early&lt;br /&gt;i stay up all night wondering how much trouble i'll get into the next day&lt;br /&gt;and then i sleep in class the next day.&lt;br /&gt;clap!&lt;br /&gt;my parents are such loving, understanding parents arent they&lt;br /&gt;i've told them HOW MANY TIMES that i stay up late to mug/do hw&lt;br /&gt;but noooooooo&lt;br /&gt;all they care abt is sleeping early&lt;br /&gt;and their 'reputation'&lt;br /&gt;wth&lt;br /&gt;like i GIVE A BLOODY SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;fuck them&lt;br /&gt;cant stand them&lt;br /&gt;like, &lt;br /&gt;why cant they USE THEIR PUNY, UNDERSIZED CRANIUMS and put the computer OUTSIDE THE ROOM&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;now they just said&lt;br /&gt;from now onwards, i'm putting the computer outside so you wont come in and disturb us&lt;br /&gt;like wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;it JUST occured to them?!&lt;br /&gt;after i've been bugging them to do it for TWO YEARS?!&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder how i managed to stay alive so far and not die mistaking a gun for a toy or smth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap this post is really fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;real sorry, lingmin&lt;br /&gt;i know its your bday&lt;br /&gt;and i'm posting this kind of crap.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114157173884678724?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114157173884678724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=114157173884678724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114157173884678724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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many &lt;strong&gt;thoughts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X&lt;br /&gt;nickhan is funny to talk to&lt;br /&gt;he's very &lt;s&gt;blurr&lt;/s&gt; slow on the uptake&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;shoutouts again&lt;br /&gt;lingmin: STARES. ah dont ruffle my hair! i'll grow shorter if you do):&lt;br /&gt;erik: ahem. i STILL feel so maluated)X&lt;br /&gt;kailin: pfft you respond so slow on msn)X YOU ARH. GO TELL HIM WHJO YOU LIKE FOR WHAT. LATER KENA GET MALU-ED&lt;br /&gt;qiying: are you gonna give him another bday present next year??&lt;br /&gt;mark(when i mention qiying, i think mark. dunno why xD): you arh. so tsk.&lt;br /&gt;SARAH BAOBEI: ah! why do you let your bro use your account!&lt;br /&gt;joelkekruipeng: ahaha i still remember the time mrs toh pronounced your full name as &lt;s&gt;joel kek RAPING&lt;/s&gt; LOL(X(X&lt;br /&gt;samPson: gack i cant pronounce the p&lt;br /&gt;phoebe: ....TIAN AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;i doubt half the ppl i mention come to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;but nvm&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;ehh&lt;br /&gt;i have muscle ache from trng&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;ah!&lt;br /&gt;sitting against the wall while the evil secthrees do their sets isnt fun.&lt;br /&gt;AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;gag i was sitting throughout nearly the entire founders day lol&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;i feel vey malu-ed.&lt;br /&gt;next time i go msn&lt;br /&gt;i shall change so that my contacts appear in groups&lt;br /&gt;not just online offline&lt;br /&gt;cos then i MAY CLICK ON THE WRONG PERSON AND SAY SOMETHING EMBARRASSING&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;ystd i wanted to say hi to sarah&lt;br /&gt;so i double clicked and typed in BAOBEI&lt;br /&gt;and i looked up only to realise i clicked on the wrong person!&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;so paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;whats worse is&lt;br /&gt;that person was a &lt;s&gt;girl&lt;/s&gt; guy&lt;br /&gt;i'm still not sure what gender he/she/it is&lt;br /&gt;but nvm&lt;br /&gt;okay the convo with sarah's ADDRESS went smth like this&lt;br /&gt;me: BAOBEI&lt;br /&gt;me: I AM SO MALUATED&lt;br /&gt;sarah: yes?&lt;br /&gt;me: I CALLED THE WRONG PERSON BAOBEI!&lt;br /&gt;me: ah crap!&lt;br /&gt;sarah: you know sarah?&lt;br /&gt;me: .....&lt;br /&gt;me: youre not sarah?&lt;br /&gt;sarah: i'm her brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see!&lt;br /&gt;ah my life is screwed.&lt;br /&gt;so screwed): ):&lt;br /&gt;pfft tankailin still hasnt come yet.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should sms her&lt;br /&gt;nah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114143660405806566?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114143660405806566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=114143660405806566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114143660405806566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114143660405806566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-just-realised-school-com-is-lot.html' 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one's set to &lt;i&gt;kill&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too loose, too tight&lt;br /&gt;too dark too &lt;font color=white&gt;bright&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lie, a truth, &lt;u&gt;which one&lt;/u&gt; should i use?&lt;br /&gt;if the lie succeeds then you'll know&lt;br /&gt;what i &lt;em&gt;mean&lt;/em&gt; when i tell you&lt;br /&gt;i have &lt;b&gt;secrets&lt;/b&gt; to attend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114129545442768036?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114129545442768036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=114129545442768036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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blog abt&lt;br /&gt;then went church with mel cos cal abandoned us&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i had to lend her my jacket&lt;br /&gt;i'm a gentleman!&lt;br /&gt;i am!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;then went tuition&lt;br /&gt;err&lt;br /&gt;was smsing nickhan for first...3min?&lt;br /&gt;0.o&lt;br /&gt;his phone is damn loud&lt;br /&gt;eh&lt;br /&gt;amanda joined my tuition!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;but bloody effing mr peh made her sit in front with the guai kias&lt;br /&gt;because me and kailin were bad influences&lt;br /&gt;wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;like HELLO&lt;br /&gt;just because we dont keep all silent and guniang like your other bloody 282 girls doesnt mean we dont have feelings.&lt;br /&gt;like wth&lt;br /&gt;'rgs all bad one. never study. never pass up hw.'&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WTF.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like quitting&lt;br /&gt;like enough with the stereotyping already.&lt;br /&gt;not like anybody likes it if they're paraded in front of their aunts and uncles as the 'first one from both sides of the family to get into gep'&lt;br /&gt;like wtf.&lt;br /&gt;i BARELY got in okay?&lt;br /&gt;like, by ONE measly mark&lt;br /&gt;if not i could have gone to some nice, odinary neighbournood school&lt;br /&gt;and be normal&lt;br /&gt;who gives a damn abt the relative's disappointment?!&lt;br /&gt;look at what my aunt said.&lt;br /&gt;she's a teacher in rosyth primary.&lt;br /&gt;'goodness! first one in the family to get into a raffles school! i've always thought the raffles schools were beyond our reach! now you've made it! now i feel like my sons have a hope!'&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;W&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;okay fine so i'm not very studious&lt;br /&gt;i'm more pai than guai.&lt;br /&gt;DUH.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm SO not for the meekeyed lady look.&lt;br /&gt;ugh&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not a bad influence on anyone.&lt;br /&gt;fine maybe i am.&lt;br /&gt;so what dyou want me to do?!&lt;br /&gt;they're gonna do it someday too right?&lt;br /&gt;bloody fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;i hate being stereotyped.&lt;br /&gt;i hate being gep&lt;br /&gt;maybe if i hadnt accepted the bloody form&lt;br /&gt;i would be in a nice nieghbourhood school&lt;br /&gt;probably with my sister&lt;br /&gt;and shenlynn&lt;br /&gt;and geovann&lt;br /&gt;and jarrold&lt;br /&gt;all my old friends from dlss&lt;br /&gt;sometimes shen calls me&lt;br /&gt;and i'm usually too busy to chat for long&lt;br /&gt;and when i put down the phone&lt;br /&gt;i tell myself its not guilt, that i really have to do my hw&lt;br /&gt;she hasnt called for nearly a year already.&lt;br /&gt;why did i join gep?&lt;br /&gt;maybe its cos my parents said it'll do me good in life.&lt;br /&gt;yeahright&lt;br /&gt;on a resume&lt;br /&gt;which looks better&lt;br /&gt;top in *insert name of neighbourhood school* school&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;lowest in RGS.&lt;br /&gt;well?&lt;br /&gt;i would never have to meet ppl like kaihui&lt;br /&gt;spencer(who's disgustingly toadlike contenance still gives any sane person nightmares)&lt;br /&gt;lester(wtf he needs a pacifier to stop the spitting)&lt;br /&gt;bitches.&lt;br /&gt;i shant mention names.&lt;br /&gt;but the point is&lt;br /&gt;which path would have made me happier?&lt;br /&gt;would i have been happy if i hadnt known kailin?&lt;br /&gt;or qiying?&lt;br /&gt;or yubo?&lt;br /&gt;joel&lt;br /&gt;lingmin&lt;br /&gt;emma&lt;br /&gt;sarah&lt;br /&gt;jolene&lt;br /&gt;even kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;although thats debatable.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;this is giving me a headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114096917073665772?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114096917073665772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um i lost eight years of my life&lt;br /&gt;5 years when kialin suddenly pulled me down before the bell rang&lt;br /&gt;two years when she started crying after school&lt;br /&gt;another year in the mrt, when the door suddenly opened...while i was still leaning on it.&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;it was a crying day i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;shall just say stuff here that i may or may not have said in real life. in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;phoebe: cheerup girl. small things like that dont get in the way of friendship(:&lt;br /&gt;kailin: best friends stay with each other right(: so dont worry. he's not worth it. and i'm sorry i pranked smsed him using your phone. really sorry):&lt;br /&gt;erik: takoyaki rocks!(X sorry if our chat was depressing or anything&lt;br /&gt;l-i-n-g-m-i-n: technically, this is white words. lol.&lt;br /&gt;qiying: sigh everyone's breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;mark: wth you talking abt?!&lt;br /&gt;joel: just let her be. its her own prob if she doesnt recognize how um. interesting you can be if you want. okay?&lt;br /&gt;sean: I AM MATURE BUT STILL GROWING. i grow okay.&lt;br /&gt;sarahho: BAOBEI!!!! ahaha&lt;br /&gt;jamestan: haha you took my marshmallow! and wtf did you have to go point out i was there to nickhan?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=black&gt;you know who you are:DONT BE SO GROSS OKAY.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh went to support badminton&lt;br /&gt;toa payoh sports hall&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;we were sitting next to acsi&lt;br /&gt;ri opposite them&lt;br /&gt;scgs opposite us&lt;br /&gt;um&lt;br /&gt;me, emma, jolene, sarah, yidan and sufen were playing truth or dare!&lt;br /&gt;so fun(X&lt;br /&gt;first sufen was dared to go up to a scgs girl and ask for her number&lt;br /&gt;loll&lt;br /&gt;then she dared me to um. go up to the acsi flag bearer and get his name, number, handphone.&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;and i did.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not scared of guys okay.&lt;br /&gt;uh he wasnt shuai or anything so that made it easier.&lt;br /&gt;yupp&lt;br /&gt;his name was derrick, his number, i didnt actually bother to rmb and he said if i wanted his email i had to sms him first&lt;br /&gt;-.-'&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant rmb all the dares&lt;br /&gt;but some were quite gross&lt;br /&gt;like the one where sarah had to put a chip in her mouth and i had to bite a piece of.&lt;br /&gt;DIE JOLENE. DIE.&lt;br /&gt;some were funny and &lt;font color= red&gt;INSPIRATIONAL&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like when emma had to take the flag and run to near the scgs girls place&lt;br /&gt;lol the pits were inspired and one of them took the flag and ran all the way around the stadium!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;so fun&lt;br /&gt;then um&lt;br /&gt;nth else i think.&lt;br /&gt;trng after school&lt;br /&gt;totally slack since i had a splitting headache.&lt;br /&gt;gah i just burned my tongue on the maggi i was eating &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;phoebe's phone disco game has a soothing effect&lt;br /&gt;i swear.&lt;br /&gt;like maple!&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;i thought when you had a headache you werent supposed to play digi games?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114084110620852904?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114084110620852904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=114084110620852904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114084110620852904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114084110620852904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/02/thursday-um-i-lost-eight-years-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-114061711880659832</id><published>2006-02-22T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T06:05:18.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm posting!&lt;br /&gt;someone give me a round of applause.&lt;br /&gt;joking.&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;my dad's like, playing his new phone&lt;br /&gt;apparently he's very fascinated with a game in it&lt;br /&gt;but its making me miss my dearest friend, my PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;epitaph would look smth like this&lt;br /&gt;DEAREST PHONE&lt;br /&gt;lived a short, yet fufilling life&lt;br /&gt;helping geri respond to her varied, and oft censored smses(ahem)&lt;br /&gt;delibrately not vibrating when my mum calls me&lt;br /&gt;but vibrating in the middle of assembly&lt;br /&gt;helping her get someone to pei her back home after trng&lt;br /&gt;and giving her respite from the dreary world she lives in&lt;br /&gt;helping her past maths when jolene wont sell her food&lt;br /&gt;science when someone is being delibrately annoying&lt;br /&gt;geog when she cant understand wth the effing pyramid means&lt;br /&gt;english/lit when mrs yap is looking at her suspiciously&lt;br /&gt;chinese when she cant understand what the teachers saying&lt;br /&gt;and on the way home, to let her play pinball on its beautiful, smeared screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see!&lt;br /&gt;my phone was my BESTEST BEST friend&lt;br /&gt;my DEAREST BROTHER&lt;br /&gt;my FAITHFUL PET&lt;br /&gt;and most of all&lt;br /&gt;my EVERLASTIN CONNECTION TO THE OUTSIDE WORLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna die without it):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;today during trng&lt;br /&gt;me and erik were fooling around with the red uh. band thingy for conditioning&lt;br /&gt;wrapping it around my neck&lt;br /&gt;then coach came or smth&lt;br /&gt;cant rmb&lt;br /&gt;so i tried to get it off&lt;br /&gt;i was leaning on the um railing? post? fence&lt;br /&gt;ah heck.&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;my glasses fell off....&lt;br /&gt;like 5m down onto the floor below&lt;br /&gt;it looked empty so i rushed down to rescue it&lt;br /&gt;and nearly got a heart attack when i saw one whole group of guys there&lt;br /&gt;ri trackers? throwers?&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;they were like staring weirdly&lt;br /&gt;so i grabbed my glasses and ran back up&lt;br /&gt;so paiseh&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114061711880659832?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/114061711880659832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=114061711880659832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114061711880659832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/114061711880659832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-posting-someone-give-me-round-of.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-114014362869012787</id><published>2006-02-16T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T20:57:40.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in class now&lt;br /&gt;the class is strangely quiet&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah theres only me inside&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;finally vday's over.&lt;br /&gt;like wth&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a bloody cupid thankyouverymuch&lt;br /&gt;i dont have wings.&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAMPSON LIM SOMETHINGSOMETHING&lt;br /&gt;i dont give LOOKS okay!&lt;br /&gt;uh&lt;br /&gt;maybe i do.&lt;br /&gt;but heck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=black&gt;lingmin! white words for you!(finally)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fik's behind me.&lt;br /&gt;shes uh.&lt;br /&gt;breathing hard.&lt;br /&gt;running! dont think sick&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i'm beginning to hate trng&lt;br /&gt;coach doesnt give a damn abt me&lt;br /&gt;like hello?&lt;br /&gt;for jav, he's got erik and char.&lt;br /&gt;discushas weiying&lt;br /&gt;so pfft.&lt;br /&gt;and he's pmsy.&lt;br /&gt;BLAH&lt;br /&gt;not my prob&lt;br /&gt;i'm not joining track in jc&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go rj now!&lt;br /&gt;i'm fickle &lt;br /&gt;O.o&lt;br /&gt;they can wear ANY SOCKS THEY WANT&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;and can dont tie hair!&lt;br /&gt;woah.&lt;br /&gt;the only rules apparently are&lt;br /&gt;no dyed hair&lt;br /&gt;wear socks&lt;br /&gt;apparently, you can be booked for not wearing socks&lt;br /&gt;like anyone wont.&lt;br /&gt;pfft&lt;br /&gt;AND THEIR LIBRARY IS EFFING HUGE!&lt;br /&gt;i love big libraries! X)&lt;br /&gt;JOELKEK&lt;br /&gt;i'm mighty pissed at you.&lt;br /&gt;wth did you go tell sam all those stuff abt kailin for?!&lt;br /&gt;you can be such a bitchy person at times.&lt;br /&gt;i'm real pissed.&lt;br /&gt;in case you can tell.&lt;br /&gt;haha sli just over&lt;br /&gt;dance parts were nice!&lt;br /&gt;but uh. &lt;br /&gt;a bit obscene.&lt;br /&gt;nvm i like it that wayX)&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i rmb&lt;br /&gt;during philo&lt;br /&gt;i was sleeping&lt;br /&gt;then got woken up by kailins sms&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;but heck.&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;emma and someone were being totally sick&lt;br /&gt;asking each other for measurements.&lt;br /&gt;PFFT&lt;br /&gt;EMMA&lt;br /&gt;YOURE A GIRL&lt;br /&gt;NOT A GUY&lt;br /&gt;FACE IT&lt;br /&gt;she thinks shes a guy.&lt;br /&gt;which can be scary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-114014362869012787?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113992865836866192</id><published>2006-02-14T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T06:50:58.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bahh&lt;br /&gt;vday is a waste of money&lt;br /&gt;time&lt;br /&gt;resources&lt;br /&gt;goowill&lt;br /&gt;my life(PLEASE DONT HUG ME ANYMORE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its a good way to get&lt;br /&gt;maplecards(heheh)&lt;br /&gt;DEBTS(you owe me BIGTIME dude.)&lt;br /&gt;an excuse for spacing out&lt;br /&gt;an excuse to tease ppl&lt;br /&gt;a reason to hug my baobei(X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall put down my vday speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;Valentines day&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is an &lt;b&gt;overly commercialised&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;exploitive&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=blue&gt;excuse&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for young, &lt;em&gt;deprived&lt;/em&gt; couples to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;PDA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;s&gt;fat old moneyfaced pootbags&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;financially advised&lt;/i&gt; people to get more money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft&lt;br /&gt;so why is it so popular?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps&lt;br /&gt;my blog doesnt have cobwebs. that was my old skin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113992865836866192?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113992865836866192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113992865836866192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;i cant rmb why, but we ended up chatting&lt;br /&gt;seemed we were both on same quest&lt;br /&gt;so she asked me for a party.&lt;br /&gt;and being nice, i did.&lt;br /&gt;then she really irritates me&lt;br /&gt;tells me to go &lt;strong&gt;this place&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;and that place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was getting pissed.&lt;br /&gt;but i followed.&lt;br /&gt;second chances are meant for EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=black&gt;even you. forgive me?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she said&lt;br /&gt;lets go to perion&lt;br /&gt;and i asked her whether she needed a scroll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because then, she started bugging me for it&lt;br /&gt;so i quit the party&lt;br /&gt;rebec came online(thankfully)&lt;br /&gt;and i joined her party.&lt;br /&gt;then she 'whispered'&lt;br /&gt;give me a scroll to perion&lt;br /&gt;i was like WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in ellinia then&lt;br /&gt;and so i told her to come get it.&lt;br /&gt;turns out she was already there&lt;br /&gt;but below me&lt;br /&gt;taxi there.&lt;br /&gt;i was at pots shop&lt;br /&gt;and told her to come down and get it&lt;br /&gt;because i thought it was above me.&lt;br /&gt;and then she said&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;you come down and get it&lt;br /&gt;after all&lt;br /&gt;you said you dowan to go UP right?&lt;br /&gt;so i told her(by this point i was SERIOUSLY pissed.)&lt;br /&gt;also dowan to go down.&lt;br /&gt;get it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;so she comes up&lt;br /&gt;wants to trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open trade.&lt;br /&gt;'i want a perion, henesys, kerning scroll'&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;i told ehr no.&lt;br /&gt;she said she'd buy&lt;br /&gt;so i said 200 each.&lt;br /&gt;she said yes&lt;br /&gt;but perion was for free&lt;br /&gt;because i had 'promised' to give her one.&lt;br /&gt;wtf i had only asked her whether she needed one.&lt;br /&gt;but i did&lt;br /&gt;then she asked me to sell her two each&lt;br /&gt;WTF those were my only scrolls left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i said NO&lt;br /&gt;she said&lt;br /&gt;pls&lt;br /&gt;pls&lt;br /&gt;pls&lt;br /&gt;i buy&lt;br /&gt;pls&lt;br /&gt;by this time i was SERIOUSLY PISSED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like bloody shit whats her fucking problem?&lt;br /&gt;i sold my precious scrolls to ehr already&lt;br /&gt;and i need some for myself&lt;br /&gt;why cant she go buy herself?&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;so i said&lt;br /&gt;STOP IT.&lt;br /&gt;ITS IRRITATING.&lt;br /&gt;and you know what she did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;defamed me&lt;br /&gt;then went offline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if anyone sees her, &lt;br /&gt;and has nothing better to do&lt;br /&gt;or loves me very much(not much hope in this one)&lt;br /&gt;or wants to &lt;em&gt;uphold justice&lt;/em&gt; and keep a &lt;em&gt;utilirinism society&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just defame her for me alright?&lt;br /&gt;her user is&lt;br /&gt;LAMERTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so accurate&lt;br /&gt;SO LAMER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113948561046489580?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113948561046489580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113948561046489580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113948561046489580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113948561046489580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/02/wtf-bloody-idiot.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113922602166397930</id><published>2006-02-06T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T03:40:21.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damndamndamn&lt;br /&gt;today i had really bad luck.&lt;br /&gt;firstly&lt;br /&gt;we had to annotate tkmb&lt;br /&gt;but as usual, i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;br /&gt;i was chionging during chinese and recess&lt;br /&gt;then during lit&lt;br /&gt;mrs yap comes in and tells us that the due date was postponed to firday&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;during training&lt;br /&gt;i was talkin with phoebe abt some totally random subject that has nothing to do with training.&lt;br /&gt;and just at that moment&lt;br /&gt;coach turned around&lt;br /&gt;i think he was damn pissed at me or something.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;but its okay coach&lt;br /&gt;we all know youre going through a period of pms-yness&lt;br /&gt;just hope he doesnt know my blog&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet joel at bishan mrt&lt;br /&gt;we met, talked for w ahile&lt;br /&gt;then his friend came down&lt;br /&gt;so we acted like we didnt know each other(is it me or does that sound familair? ee dejavu)&lt;br /&gt;he went one side&lt;br /&gt;i went the other.&lt;br /&gt;joel smsed me and said he would try to get rid of his friend.&lt;br /&gt;but guess what&lt;br /&gt;my marvellously rebellious luck goes all pmsy(ie coach)and makes him get down at yewtee.&lt;br /&gt;like me&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;then MOST IMPORTANTLY OF ALL.&lt;br /&gt;i was walking to my house&lt;br /&gt;had already crossed the road.&lt;br /&gt;saw this guy in a black shirt and fbts cross(illegally) the road in front of the econ shop&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;then walked to my block&lt;br /&gt;passed a very cute baby that was scooting on a scooter&lt;br /&gt;he?she?it. kept staring at me till i was like 2m away from him.&lt;br /&gt;then it waved!&lt;br /&gt;aw how cute!&lt;br /&gt;no teeth!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then walked to my block lift&lt;br /&gt;then realized the guy in the black shirt was my neighbours son&lt;br /&gt;yeha the more shuai one&lt;br /&gt;but short.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then seeing as i make it a point not to take the same lift as him(we take turns. one day i walk slower he walk faster. the other i walk faster and viceversa)&lt;br /&gt;i walked faster.&lt;br /&gt;then realised he was closer to the lift.&lt;br /&gt;oops.&lt;br /&gt;i was going to pretend that i needed to take letters out.&lt;br /&gt;then this little girl and her maid walked to the lift&lt;br /&gt;so i thought&lt;br /&gt;okay, fine. one little girl and a maid and one girl/guy and one guy.&lt;br /&gt;can lah.&lt;br /&gt;so i went in.&lt;br /&gt;he had already pressed the 8 button(my floor too duh.)&lt;br /&gt;then the girl and her maid walked in.&lt;br /&gt;and pressed the button that said '2' on it.&lt;br /&gt;my first reaction was &lt;i&gt;WTF&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he looked like that too.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;stupid lady fortune.&lt;br /&gt;must have gotten sick.&lt;br /&gt;so sent her daughter&lt;br /&gt;miss. fortune(hint to those slow retards out there. link the words.)&lt;br /&gt;so when they got off.&lt;br /&gt;i slouched in one corner and he leaned against the wall in the opposite corner.&lt;br /&gt;then when the lift &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; reached my floor&lt;br /&gt;i chionged out.&lt;br /&gt;he leaned to one side&lt;br /&gt;like let me go out first.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;then while waiting for qy to open the door.&lt;br /&gt;heard him banging his gate.&lt;br /&gt;loll&lt;br /&gt;i told you today had bad timing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113922602166397930?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113922602166397930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113922602166397930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113922602166397930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113922602166397930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/02/damndamndamn-today-i-had-really-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113915230315771833</id><published>2006-02-05T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T07:11:43.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got this from joelkek.&lt;br /&gt;seeing as i dont feel that kind&lt;br /&gt;i shall be brutal aabout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you name 21 people you can think of right off the top of your head?&lt;br /&gt;Dont read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 21 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready, Start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) kailin&lt;br /&gt;2) joelkek&lt;br /&gt;3) nicholas han&lt;br /&gt;4) qiying&lt;br /&gt;5) baichi&lt;br /&gt;6) sarah(ho)&lt;br /&gt;7) ray&lt;br /&gt;8) erika&lt;br /&gt;9) phoebe&lt;br /&gt;10) yubo&lt;br /&gt;11) lingmin&lt;br /&gt;12) sam&lt;br /&gt;13) geovann&lt;br /&gt;14) bryan(so what if a lot of boys from my tuition class are here. i feel like it can.)&lt;br /&gt;15) julian(my cousin you nincompoop)&lt;br /&gt;16) emma&lt;br /&gt;17) jolene&lt;br /&gt;18) konglong&lt;br /&gt;19) pearl&lt;br /&gt;20) fik&lt;br /&gt;21) zhengyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now answer the questions according to the names listed below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE QUESIONS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did you meet 14: tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you had never met 6? &lt;br /&gt;uh i would have no baobei and kailin wouldnt have fallen down while laughing at us once.(she was so tickled by our height difference. and i was taller. yes i was.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 20 and 9 dated?&lt;br /&gt;theyre both girls. if they dated, i'll puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 4 and 12 make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;no. qiying deserves better. &lt;font color=black&gt;and sam deserves lingmin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe 8:&lt;br /&gt;pretty, sweet, tall, nice and loves bears. especially furry ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 13 is attractive?&lt;br /&gt;UM. yeah. but short for a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something humilating about 17.&lt;br /&gt;her toenails keep on dropping off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know any of 4's family members?&lt;br /&gt;yeha. her mum, her dad, and her. duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 21's favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;how i know. anything erik likes maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you say if 18 just confessed they liked you?&lt;br /&gt;uh ask him if he's on drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does 20 speak?&lt;br /&gt;um malay and english?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 9 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno. she wont tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What grade is 16 in?&lt;br /&gt;my class. what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the last time you talked to 13?&lt;br /&gt;last year, during aesthetics. smsing. duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date 7?&lt;br /&gt;if he gets rid of his super high socks. and acts less dumb. and more sarcastic. and grows taller. in other words. no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long have you known 5?&lt;br /&gt;since pri 5 i think. tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever makeout with 18?&lt;br /&gt;um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 11 single?&lt;br /&gt;yes but not for long. delilahs instincts are kicking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 19's last name?&lt;br /&gt;lee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever want to be in a serious relationship with 1?&lt;br /&gt;no. unless as best friends count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What school does 3 go to?&lt;br /&gt;acs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does 15 live?&lt;br /&gt;in new zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are number 7 &amp; 8 Best friends?&lt;br /&gt;they dont know each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like 4?&lt;br /&gt;duh. shes my godsister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you feel about number 11?&lt;br /&gt;shes too thin. but chio. and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did you meet 17??&lt;br /&gt;uh track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the coolest thing you've ever done with 19??&lt;br /&gt;um read comics in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you ever date 6?&lt;br /&gt;shes my baobei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would 10 make the best couple with??&lt;br /&gt;hong bo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If 2 was a crayon what color would they be?&lt;br /&gt;uh. purple for gayness and red for perverted. and in stripes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's hotter... 6 or 14??&lt;br /&gt;sarah duh. bryans not handsome. hes just average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what harry potter character is 16?&lt;br /&gt;voldemort! and i'm draco! btw there really was nothing sick about that play. dont believe anything a 213er tells you about the jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If 5 were a model... who would they poster for?&lt;br /&gt;UM no one sane would ask baichi to model. his face would make the camera lens shatter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and btw&lt;br /&gt;to the stranger from the past.&lt;br /&gt;i would like to ask you that if we meet each other face to face, pretend we dont know each other. that means that if someone introduces us, thats your prob. so please, try not to make friends with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=black&gt;damn why did you have to put it in such a cutting way? i really wished we could have been friends. i really wished maybe you'd been smarter to just ignore me from the start..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113915230315771833?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113898843655648035</id><published>2006-02-03T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T09:40:36.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay i not stupid too!</title><content type='html'>haha just went to watch it &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joshua ang looks nicer the second time&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because i wasnt so busy trying not to pee in my pants&lt;br /&gt;lesson learned.&lt;br /&gt;dont drink water before a movie&lt;br /&gt;esp a funny one.&lt;br /&gt;haha i feel weird saying a guy looks nice&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because i dont know him!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;but joshua ang does look nice!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i still think that the girl who got a 'perfect10'for her test looks nice.&lt;br /&gt;and the girl beside her who cant speak chinese looks like emma.&lt;br /&gt;she does!&lt;br /&gt;same hair, same white skin, same look.&lt;br /&gt;theyre like carolyn and laura.&lt;br /&gt;weird.&lt;br /&gt;when i watched the movie both times, both times got ppl say whats gonna happen next.&lt;br /&gt;and its always this really gay voice.&lt;br /&gt;guy one.&lt;br /&gt;real gay.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its the same person!&lt;br /&gt;o0oh thats freaky.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;hm after the movie, my sis was acting like such a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;i really hate her at times.&lt;br /&gt;like wtf.&lt;br /&gt;who ask her to push me.&lt;br /&gt;its her prob.&lt;br /&gt;both me and julian teased her abt clement&lt;br /&gt;but she pushes &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; because jules going back to nz tmr&lt;br /&gt;and she wants to keep a &lt;i&gt;favourable&lt;/i&gt; impression of herself&lt;br /&gt;like wtf.&lt;br /&gt;and she pushed me down the bloody stairs.&lt;br /&gt;while it was still in the movie theatre.&lt;br /&gt;and therefore dark.&lt;br /&gt;i bumoed into this poor little &lt;s&gt;short&lt;/s&gt; girl&lt;br /&gt;lucky she didnt fall.&lt;br /&gt;and then later&lt;br /&gt;some guy was walking behind her and accidently stepped on the back of her shoe&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; quite irritating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she thought it was me and kicked me in the shin&lt;br /&gt;WTFWTFWTF&lt;br /&gt;whats her fcuking problem&lt;br /&gt;bloody hate her.&lt;br /&gt;someday if i kill her, i wouldnt be charged for manslaughter.&lt;br /&gt;more like chickenslaughter.&lt;br /&gt;haha look at this&lt;br /&gt;me/julian: jackies born in the year of the CHICKEN. *squawk! go on! wheres your drumstick!&lt;br /&gt;j(my sis duh): i'm not born in the year of the chicken, i'm born in the year of the &lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;em&gt;rooster&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;(like thats a diff)&lt;br /&gt;me: nah. not chicken, not rooster. more like cock.&lt;br /&gt;hey, thats true what!&lt;br /&gt;cockfighting!&lt;br /&gt;never heard of is it!&lt;br /&gt;but what does she do?&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna make a guess?&lt;br /&gt;yeah so smart.&lt;br /&gt;kick me.&lt;br /&gt;there you go, a prize for you.&lt;br /&gt;a vaccination to gaurd against my sister.&lt;br /&gt;might catch bird flu&lt;br /&gt;okay more like cock flu.&lt;br /&gt;boys, watch out.&lt;br /&gt;no, joel, youre safe. you shouldnt have one. youre a GIRL rmb??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113898843655648035?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113898843655648035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113898843655648035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113898843655648035'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;THREE things you like doing&lt;br /&gt;-um reading[oho erik put hers as playing sims. she put reading in the place where i put sleeping(:]&lt;br /&gt;-sleeping, which i'm happily gonna do after i post this&lt;br /&gt;-throwing!&lt;br /&gt;FOUR things you wish for&lt;br /&gt;-3.4 GPA, so i can get an imac&lt;br /&gt;-C div nationals top 8 [almost impossible&gt;&lt;][erik! lets wish this together! but we can still hope!]&lt;br /&gt;-two cameras, one digi, another traditional, bulky kind&lt;br /&gt;-lose weight):&lt;br /&gt;FIVE things you want in a guy/girl[why always got this question one?][yeah why arh.]&lt;br /&gt;-money&lt;br /&gt;-muscles[lolx] [why lolx! muscles are good.]&lt;br /&gt;-macho&lt;br /&gt;-tall&lt;br /&gt;-nice to &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX things you cannot live without&lt;br /&gt;-my HANDPHONE&lt;br /&gt;-the library so generously provided for by the govt&lt;br /&gt;-my com[maple maple not so gross, mplae maple i love the most]&lt;br /&gt;-my bottle, or else i shall dehydrate&lt;br /&gt;-my pillow! who else can i &lt;s&gt;cry on&lt;/s&gt; talk to!&lt;br /&gt;-ee i dont like chocolate that much. erik! its FATTENING. you need it anyway. hah. i need myself to grow taller, so i can live and not die of humiliation&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN occupations you are considering&lt;br /&gt;-movie director&lt;br /&gt;-author&lt;br /&gt;-bill gates wife.(not for long though. i mean, the sooner the better right??)&lt;br /&gt;-talent scout(you know the kind that goes up to you in orchard and says'hi, i work for blahblahblah')&lt;br /&gt;-photographer&lt;br /&gt;-architect&lt;br /&gt;-eh..eh..MILLIONAIRE!profession thrower [LOLX][yeah lolx. look at coach.]&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT people you want to tag&lt;br /&gt;-erik!(i just did!(:)&lt;br /&gt;-joelkek&lt;br /&gt;-kailin!&lt;br /&gt;-um. qiying!&lt;br /&gt;-lingmin&lt;br /&gt;-sam&lt;br /&gt;-mark&lt;br /&gt;unlike erik, i go to many blogs. not like i tag though but heck&lt;br /&gt;-daniel&lt;br /&gt;yay 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title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113871312420461040</id><published>2006-01-31T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T05:14:04.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*WARNING. THIS POST IS &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; FUNNY. NEITHER IS IT NICE. I'M JUST SAYING A FEW THINGS THAT NEED TO BE SAID. DONT READ IT IF YOU DONT KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had originally written that i wanted a truce&lt;br /&gt;but it made me look like a snivelling coward or something.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm gonna not know you.&lt;br /&gt;just read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what made me try and be nice to you before.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was because you seemed so funny and sarcastic &lt;s&gt;and smart and athletic and nicelooking&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; wanted to be.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i kind of looked up to you.&lt;br /&gt;but now i look back&lt;br /&gt;and i acted like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;besides my family members&lt;br /&gt;you're the one who has the longest history with me so far&lt;br /&gt;even if half that history, we didnt know each other.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because you belong with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;or brother.&lt;br /&gt;but if she marries you&lt;br /&gt;i'll be in a different country.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not jealous.&lt;br /&gt;i just dont want to be near you.&lt;br /&gt;from after this post&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to dao you.&lt;br /&gt;i wont know you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;you dont know me either.&lt;br /&gt;would that suit you better?&lt;br /&gt;or do you still need punching bag to insult everytime your gf breaks up with you.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of our arguments.&lt;br /&gt;you act like i'm your inferior&lt;font color=black&gt;maybe i am&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you crush my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;if you're using me just to get her attention&lt;br /&gt;it only makes my point more valid.&lt;br /&gt;can you just explain why you rebutt my attempts to be nice?&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm not naturally the kind of sweet, simpering girl most guys call friends.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not really a girl to you, am i?&lt;br /&gt;you once said&lt;br /&gt;that i have been surrounded by girls and gays all my life.&lt;br /&gt;the only exception was me, that when i looked into a mirror, i saw a guy&lt;br /&gt;and you. that you were the only guy.&lt;br /&gt;do you remember my reply?&lt;br /&gt;i said that you were a girl too.&lt;br /&gt;that was one of the few times i've seen you stumped.&lt;br /&gt;besides in front of kailin and intan of course.(sorry kai)&lt;br /&gt;if we cant be friends, or even &lt;u&gt;NEUTRAL&lt;/u&gt; to each other.&lt;br /&gt;then i guess not knowing you would be better.&lt;br /&gt;so if you would be so kind as to grant your nemesis one last request before not knowing me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;please tag or something to tell me that yeah, from that point onwards, we dont know each other.&lt;br /&gt;we were never in the same class&lt;br /&gt;never in the same school&lt;br /&gt;never seen each other in the church before&lt;br /&gt;never argued and fought&lt;br /&gt;never disturbed my sister and your brother, even though your brother is already my brothers gay bf.&lt;br /&gt;never competed to get better results, marks, etc&lt;br /&gt;never &lt;font color=black&gt;i dont know why i'm doing this&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because we're obvious opposites.&lt;br /&gt;or because fire and water dont go together.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;tell me your decision.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have time to waste for strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=black&gt;i'm sorry. i wish we could have been friends.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113871312420461040?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113871312420461040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113871312420461040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113871312420461040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113871312420461040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/01/warning.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113844776966643505</id><published>2006-01-28T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T03:29:52.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>newyearsday</title><content type='html'>eh&lt;br /&gt;school celebrations were boring&lt;br /&gt;except for when kailin ganged up with emma to try and rape me&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;that was TRAUMATISING.&lt;font color=black&gt;yes it was&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and a bit of advice.&lt;br /&gt;dont try and rape sydney.&lt;br /&gt;when i tried&lt;br /&gt;she just came up to me later and raped me thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;WTFWTFWTF&lt;br /&gt;i am so..traumatised.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;it was CHAO sick.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;later went back to nhps&lt;br /&gt;its changed a &lt;b&gt;LOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm shall &lt;em&gt;catalogue&lt;/em&gt; my loot.&lt;br /&gt;1) a monkey from qiying that has married the monkey on my slingbag *wedding bells are ringing!*&lt;br /&gt;2)sweets from mdmmaylee(shes as chio as ever man. but she said i'd grown shorter!X() that i gave to tim and joel.&lt;br /&gt;3)eh this really nice thing from ms yim! i love it. its damn sweet. but you know what. i dont think she knows who we are. she gave kailin a GOLD. OBIANG. PURSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;me, qiying, rebecca(shes DAMN tall.) and kailin ganged up to squirt joelkek in his *ahem area!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;too bad his pants were waterproof.&lt;br /&gt;you think the ri teachers might have put them there for a REASON??&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i think it was because kailins gatorade hit that area or something.&lt;br /&gt;cant remamber really.&lt;br /&gt;then me and kailin were abandoned by qiying because she had to go for thirdlang.&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;then me and tkl went around squirting first each other, then other people.&lt;br /&gt;fun.&lt;font color=black&gt;not when you retaliated&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wet pinafore though.&lt;font color=black&gt;and a cut on my knee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to watch i not stupid too&lt;br /&gt;for details, look at joelkek's blog.&lt;br /&gt;i really cant be bothered to type it down.&lt;br /&gt;because i want to get back to maple.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;i like maple.&lt;br /&gt;but not to the point that i'll go buy so many maple cards till i need vitamin $&lt;br /&gt;nah&lt;br /&gt;i'm not that stupid.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to mention.&lt;br /&gt;joshua ang is shuai.&lt;br /&gt;really!&lt;br /&gt;ignore joel's biased comments.&lt;br /&gt;he's just biased.&lt;br /&gt;and jealous, may i add.&lt;br /&gt;went to watch with hm. tim, tkl, joel.&lt;br /&gt;kailin, then tim, then me, then joel.&lt;br /&gt;ended up sitting between tim and joel.&lt;br /&gt;wanted tim to change place with kailin.&lt;br /&gt;because that way, it looked too much like a double date.&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt want people to get the impression i had really bad taste.&lt;br /&gt;okayoy sorry if i hurt your feelings joel&lt;br /&gt;dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;you have volcanoes to help you through your identity crisis.&lt;br /&gt;when i next see you, pay me $5 or i shall edit this post to say her name. X)X)&lt;br /&gt;then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=black&gt;if you were hoping&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=black&gt;that i'd mention you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=black&gt;too bad. only if you read this. I HATE YOU FOR ALL YOU DID TO ME&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=black&gt;one scar on my nose, when you threw the basketball at me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=black&gt;one scar on my foot, when you pushed me off my float in &lt;s&gt;wetwetwild&lt;/s&gt; wildwildwet&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=black&gt;now scars running down my leg for when you let me fall down that day&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113844776966643505?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113844776966643505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113844776966643505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;that is SO lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in revenge...&lt;br /&gt;"and what kind of phrase is 'lalala'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time i heard that was when i walked past a day care centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were singing a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my ears threatened to split.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their singing sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'lalalalalalalala'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and over."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER already.&lt;br /&gt;so he goes around looking into little nurserys.&lt;br /&gt;TSK.&lt;br /&gt;one michael jackson is more than enough, dont you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113828258851684124?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113828258851684124/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate school&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;almost as much as i hate the idiotic freak.&lt;br /&gt;which is pretty bad, come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;poor school&lt;br /&gt;to be insulted along with HIm.&lt;br /&gt;yeahyeah.&lt;br /&gt;lol my and kailin were spamming nicholashan todayX)&lt;br /&gt;i think we were interrupting his daste or something.&lt;br /&gt;you know, he thought i was kailin&lt;br /&gt;and kailin was me&lt;br /&gt;and when we asked how he differentiated us&lt;br /&gt;he said&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not that short damnit!&lt;br /&gt;geez&lt;br /&gt;and thats why i sounded pissed at joelkek(sorry! :$)&lt;br /&gt;and a bit cutty with michael.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;he's very like phoebe.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;which ISNT good.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;yay maple rocks&lt;br /&gt;but i'm beginning to regret making my charac a bowman.&lt;br /&gt;should have made him a mage.&lt;br /&gt;or warrior.&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;no help for it&lt;br /&gt;at least with maple you can COMMUNICATE with others.&lt;br /&gt;unlike sims2&lt;br /&gt;someone tell me why i always get worked up over this matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and now for the quotes in my lovely icons that cant be put up because my com hates me&lt;br /&gt;-pull the trigger and the nightmare stops&lt;br /&gt;i'm&lt;br /&gt;Fuckedup&lt;br /&gt;Insecure&lt;br /&gt;Neurotic&lt;br /&gt;and Emotional&lt;br /&gt;just F.I.N.E&lt;br /&gt;=) how are YOU?&lt;br /&gt;-how can i stop &lt;em&gt;crying&lt;/em&gt; when the only one that can make me &lt;em&gt;stop&lt;/em&gt; is the one who made me &lt;em&gt;start&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a good friend will come bail you out of jail, a true friend will be sitting next to you saying, 'damn. we fucked up'&lt;br /&gt;-you asked what was wrong, i smiled and said &lt;u&gt;nothing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i turned around and whispered &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-34 muscles to frown&lt;br /&gt;only 4 to stick my middle finger up and tell them to bite me.&lt;br /&gt;-i'm not *random*, i just have many *thoughts*&lt;br /&gt;and best of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/font&gt; is eight letters....so's bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;its much nicer with the pics...but whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113810715329101245?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113810715329101245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113810715329101245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;now i have to go sleep&lt;br /&gt;and i'm pissed.&lt;br /&gt;eff.&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;i shall think of nicer topics.&lt;br /&gt;uh.&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT HAVE KARWEI-ISH HAIR damnit.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;someday i shall upload a pic of my hair and you'll see the vast difference.&lt;br /&gt;jeez.&lt;br /&gt;haha okay&lt;br /&gt;today damn shuang.&lt;br /&gt;1)no freak to give me nightmares during sunday school, excepting the teacher of course.&lt;br /&gt;2)we(cal, mel, ellise and yours truly) sat in front and cracked remarks about the people around us.&lt;br /&gt;did you know theres this guy who wore a BRIGHT &lt;font color=pink&gt;PINK&lt;/font&gt; shirt?!&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell i was so tickled.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;3)tuition. haha me and kailin were joking about with nicholashan and ray. sadly, baichi was sitting behind with konglong and some other guy, and therefore was indisposed to chat with us.&lt;br /&gt;i can do my maths okay!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;since there were so many people around&lt;br /&gt;i took out my donation card and started &lt;s&gt;bulldozing&lt;/s&gt; asking people to donate X)&lt;br /&gt;and since nicholashan also had one(for ACS to expand its campus or something.)&lt;br /&gt;we made kailin poorer by 4bucksX)&lt;br /&gt;and ms chong too&lt;br /&gt;the other teacher donated to ME but not him&lt;br /&gt;because she thought acs should be rich enough liao&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;OH me and kailin sneaked his numberX)X)&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but shall have to wait till next month then can spam him&lt;br /&gt;because i exceeded&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you think that people who go 'zzz' are so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;they give you the impression that they're asleep.&lt;br /&gt;and talking&lt;br /&gt;which is ANNOYIN.&lt;br /&gt;and he DOES like to insult people.&lt;br /&gt;so what if i blogged about the cats?&lt;br /&gt;duh so would anyone if they saw them too.&lt;br /&gt;for the first time i mean.&lt;br /&gt;and you neglected to mention the abdominal(i learned a new word from mark lol) hair&lt;br /&gt;dont have your own right?&lt;br /&gt;NYAHH.&lt;br /&gt;lalala is an indication of boredom&lt;br /&gt;just like you and yout 'zzz's&lt;br /&gt;gray's too good a colour for you.&lt;br /&gt;so's sims2&lt;br /&gt;who cares abt doom3&lt;br /&gt;and to irritate you&lt;br /&gt;i shant shaddup.&lt;br /&gt;sothere.&lt;br /&gt;and you're not taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;ONE.EIGHT.NINE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; cm tall OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YES&lt;/b&gt; i am.&lt;br /&gt;i am! really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;in my warped reality&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does that sound like you?&lt;br /&gt;see.&lt;br /&gt;now thanks to you&lt;br /&gt;i have a voice in my head.&lt;br /&gt;it irritates me&lt;br /&gt;bugs me&lt;br /&gt;doesnt let me concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;makes me look like a fool&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;font size=16&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;HATE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font size&gt; you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113793735410775214?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113793735410775214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113793735410775214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113793735410775214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113793735410775214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/01/bloody-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113767060262004824</id><published>2006-01-19T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T03:38:28.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i finally tried that 7 deadly sins thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 400px; background-color: #000000; border: 1px solid #110000;" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #440011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 146px; background: #770022;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Gluttony:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 66px; background: #660033;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Wrath:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 108px; background: #660033;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Sloth:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 94px; background: #660033;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Envy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 100px; background: #660033;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Lust:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #110022; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Very Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 2px; background: #110099;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Pride:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 86px; background: #660033;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/seven_deadly_sins.html" target="_top"&gt;Seven Deadly Sins Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH.&lt;br /&gt;wrath, expected&lt;br /&gt;gluttony, expected&lt;br /&gt;greed, expected(okay, so money smells nice. what! i'm not as bad as mr krabb from spongebob!...yet)&lt;br /&gt;UM.&lt;br /&gt;but still!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113767060262004824?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113767060262004824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113767060262004824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113767060262004824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113767060262004824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/01/okay-i-finally-tried-that-7-deadly.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113759191340696991</id><published>2006-01-18T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T05:47:04.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol&lt;br /&gt;twice in two days i saw joelkekruipeng!&lt;br /&gt;so amusing.&lt;br /&gt;and depressing.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care, i'm TALL.&lt;br /&gt;gee.&lt;br /&gt;lol okay&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOH you know today while waiting for the rj bus&lt;br /&gt;i went for a walk with erik&lt;br /&gt;and no, it wasnt six o'clock so dont think dirty.&lt;br /&gt;we were walking in the carpark when we saw these two cats...&lt;br /&gt;they were in a *ahem suspicious position.&lt;br /&gt;YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;i want to erase that memory(along with many others)&lt;br /&gt;like EW man. then when we walked closer(not out of morbid fascination or anything. we're not joelkek. it was in our path.)&lt;br /&gt;the cat at the bottom jumped out and ran into the drain hole&lt;br /&gt;the other cat chased it&lt;br /&gt;and they both came out of a different hole&lt;br /&gt;and went under a car.&lt;br /&gt;so cool neh?&lt;br /&gt;then at rj...&lt;br /&gt;i am even more traumatised.&lt;br /&gt;there were these rj rugby or track guys doing weights.&lt;br /&gt;there was this guy who did weights UPSIDE DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;he was like holding the bars and his feet were &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sticking straight up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how pro is that?&lt;br /&gt;very.&lt;br /&gt;but then&lt;br /&gt;later while keeping the weights.&lt;br /&gt;there was another guy(or was it the same one?) who was doing a similair thing on the floor&lt;br /&gt;and his shirt had fallen straight down.&lt;br /&gt;i got a (very unwanted) view of his faint 6pec and...&lt;br /&gt;this line of hair right down into his pants.&lt;br /&gt;UGH.&lt;br /&gt;am traumatised.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even know that was possible!&lt;br /&gt;later i asked joelkek&lt;br /&gt;he said it was because too much hair at the...groin...&lt;br /&gt;but i dont believe him&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;either way.&lt;br /&gt;i am traumatised.&lt;br /&gt;very traumatised.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;okay some nicer things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee5de;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Sleeping Position Says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#fff5ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have a passion for everything - including sleeping.Outgoing and brash, you tend to still shock those who know you well.You tend to be selfish. You are the most likely type to hog the covers.You gravitate toward comfort and don't like extreme situations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a&gt; href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so i sleep on my front.&lt;br /&gt;i like it that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In a Past Life...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/past-life.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You Were: A Jittery Warrior.&lt;br /&gt;Where You Lived: Poland.&lt;br /&gt;How You Died: Decapitation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Who&lt;/a&gt; Were You In a Past Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA emma see!&lt;br /&gt;i'm a WARRIOR!&lt;br /&gt;but a jittery one.&lt;br /&gt;heck&lt;br /&gt;yeahyeah&lt;br /&gt;i think poland is nice!&lt;br /&gt;got winter anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#f88b8b;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 60% Boyish and 40% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#a7ceff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH.&lt;br /&gt;no comment&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthrophobia - Fear of flowers&lt;br /&gt;Lachanophobia - Fear of vegetables&lt;br /&gt;Helmintophobia - Fear of being infested with worms&lt;br /&gt;Genuphobia - Fear of knees&lt;br /&gt;Blennophobia - Fear of slime&lt;br /&gt;Selenophobia - Fear of the moon&lt;br /&gt;Arachibutyrophobia- Fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of the mouth&lt;br /&gt;Bogyphobia - Fear of the bogeyman&lt;br /&gt;Chromatophobia - Fear of colors&lt;br /&gt;Mnemophobia - Fear of memories&lt;br /&gt;Sciophobia - Fear of shadows&lt;br /&gt;Ablutophobia - Fear of washing or bathing&lt;br /&gt;Mottephobia - Fear of moths&lt;br /&gt;Triskadekaphobia - Fear of the number 13&lt;br /&gt;COOL.&lt;br /&gt;lol gtg sleep liao&lt;br /&gt;not like anyone cares...X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113759191340696991?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113759191340696991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113759191340696991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113759191340696991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113759191340696991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/01/lol-twice-in-two-days-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113741799206913241</id><published>2006-01-16T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T05:26:32.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;went rj today&lt;br /&gt;sucked.&lt;br /&gt;effing mud.&lt;br /&gt;destroyed the pure unblemished beauty of the wood in my discus.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry discus dear! i shall protect you from the scum that threaten to invade your holy wooden grains!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;sprints was fun&lt;br /&gt;i cant do the mambo!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;gah&lt;br /&gt;my hands are a yucky ew orange colour.&lt;br /&gt;bleargh!&lt;br /&gt;is it me or do i sound hyper?&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;now for that se7en thingys&lt;br /&gt;i was REALLYREALLY bored&lt;br /&gt;so i did the thingy on erik's blog(on which i just posted a post.)&lt;br /&gt;i'm lame and yeah, i know it.&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER already dude.&lt;br /&gt;QUIZ. stolen from erik's blog(:&lt;br /&gt;se7en things that make me smile:&lt;br /&gt;1. sarcasm&lt;br /&gt;2. sleeping&lt;br /&gt;3. thinking of someone&lt;br /&gt;4. my pillow and my pillow's conversations&lt;br /&gt;5. when i see my neighbour's son playing the computer and going "DIEDIE! AHH!!"&lt;br /&gt;6. eminem song lyrics&lt;br /&gt;7. receiving smses&lt;br /&gt;se7en ways to win my heart&lt;br /&gt;1. understand me&lt;br /&gt;2. love me&lt;br /&gt;3. laugh with me&lt;br /&gt;4. make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;5. be sarcastic (i seem to be attracted to those who are evil. DRACOMALFOY!)&lt;br /&gt;6. act like a clown just to make me smile&lt;br /&gt;7. be tall!&lt;br /&gt;se7en things im afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;1. total utter failure&lt;br /&gt;2. turning into a person i dont even know&lt;br /&gt;3. being rejected&lt;br /&gt;4. being TOTALLY broke&lt;br /&gt;5. people crying(freaks me out man.)&lt;br /&gt;6. making them sad.&lt;br /&gt;7. losing control, like i did lastlast year.&lt;br /&gt;se7en things i do everyday:&lt;br /&gt;1. sleep&lt;br /&gt;2. wish singapore would snow&lt;br /&gt;3. listen to music&lt;br /&gt;4. look at my moneybox and say 'ohmygod is that really all i have left?!'&lt;br /&gt;5. sms kailin/joelkek/qiying&lt;br /&gt;6. think about what might have been&lt;br /&gt;7. wish i had a proper internet connection&lt;br /&gt;se7en people i want to see right now:&lt;br /&gt;1. erik&lt;br /&gt;2. kailin&lt;br /&gt;3. qiying&lt;br /&gt;4. joelkek, james kwong, james tan, ah heck. the nanhua boys.&lt;br /&gt;5. HIM. online or anything.&lt;br /&gt;6. the tuition class, excepting the teacher and mr peh, duh.&lt;br /&gt;7. can this be things? cos if it is: the DSL thing on the blue bar below turn GREEN for once.&lt;br /&gt; haha it turned green!&lt;br /&gt;actually...&lt;br /&gt;ITS MISSING!!&lt;br /&gt;arh!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i'm lame&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to meet cakeman&lt;br /&gt;but qiying dear wanted to go home&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;lots more oppurtunities to see.&lt;br /&gt;cos training at rj for rest of year.&lt;br /&gt;darn&lt;br /&gt;i hate the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;but got lots of pics to take of russell to show kailin&lt;br /&gt;too bad she cant come along.&lt;br /&gt;somethings wrong with my mouse&lt;br /&gt;its screwed.&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i still think i'm tall.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not delusioned!&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;its an after effect from towering over all the boys(well not all, but most anyway) in pri school.&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113741799206913241?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113741799206913241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113741799206913241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113741799206913241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113741799206913241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-blogskin-lol-went-rj-today-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113732453781301601</id><published>2006-01-15T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T03:28:57.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm really bored now.&lt;br /&gt;its sunday.&lt;br /&gt;i hate sundays.&lt;br /&gt;1)theres sunday school&lt;br /&gt;nothing like having got to wake up in the morning to your mother yelling at you, to go to sunday school to sit at the back and get freaked out by the gila teacher and then having got to go for mass and listen to the father's terrible pronounciation.&lt;br /&gt;you can learn sign language there though.&lt;br /&gt;i know how to say 'Lord', 'God', 'I', 'heart', oh and 'us'. how nice.&lt;br /&gt;2)math tuition.&lt;br /&gt;althought theres baichi and ray and nicholas han to laugh at.&lt;br /&gt;baichi's lame, nicholas han is too sweet, and ray is just dumb.(i'm better at math than he is, which is DEFINITELY saying something.)&lt;br /&gt;3)its the day i do homework.&lt;br /&gt;UGH.&lt;br /&gt;need i say more?&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i hate school.&lt;br /&gt;whats the point of it!&lt;br /&gt;i dont like my history teacher&lt;br /&gt;i dont like my mortal&lt;br /&gt;and i dont like the uniform.&lt;br /&gt;i like my english/lit teacher(she's fair. and willing to give second chances *ahem)&lt;br /&gt;i like&lt;br /&gt;erik&lt;br /&gt;kailin&lt;br /&gt;yubo&lt;br /&gt;qiying&lt;br /&gt;emma&lt;br /&gt;sarah&lt;br /&gt;phoebe&lt;br /&gt;charlotte&lt;br /&gt;and smsing joelkek when the teacher's not looking.&lt;br /&gt;although its usually to tell him that yes, aly's in my class, and no, i'm not asking her out for you&lt;br /&gt;(joking!)&lt;br /&gt;i find my math teacher's voice very...ponderous. ugh&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE the imacs they have at the magic lab!&lt;br /&gt;i want one!&lt;br /&gt;its super shiny, and cool&lt;br /&gt;no stupid big box below to topple over when you accidently kick too enthusiastically.&lt;br /&gt;HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that my mom uninstalled sims2&lt;br /&gt;me and my bro have nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;except play crimson skies&lt;br /&gt;that takes so long to load, i can go eat dinner and finish my hw before its done.&lt;br /&gt;bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;i want my neighbourhood back!&lt;br /&gt;and btw, in case you're reading this, freak.&lt;br /&gt;the sims2 belongs to my sister.&lt;br /&gt;she's the one who went and begged my mom to let her get it for christmas or something&lt;br /&gt;i dont bother about her affairs&lt;br /&gt;except to tease her about daveclementgabrielandkenneth&lt;br /&gt;very rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;if you can stand her shrill, horrible voice shrieking at you.&lt;br /&gt;she's a shoo in for the role of Pansy Parkinson&lt;br /&gt;EW.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just the one who plays it in return for letting her read my comics.&lt;br /&gt;so you can say you own HER.&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind.&lt;br /&gt;just make sure davegabrielandyourbrothers not around when you say it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113732453781301601?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113732453781301601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113732453781301601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113732453781301601'/><link rel='self' 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maple.&lt;br /&gt;its fun&lt;br /&gt;but waiting for your charac to gain health is BORING&lt;br /&gt;thats what i'm doing now&lt;br /&gt;whoops i think its done liao&lt;br /&gt;shall go&lt;br /&gt;and btw, 213 ROCKS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113698501871689284?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113698501871689284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113698501871689284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113698501871689284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113698501871689284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2006/01/whee-long-time-no-post.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113603492086909187</id><published>2005-12-31T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T05:15:20.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WTF i hate him.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted that damn university expansion.&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;besides.&lt;br /&gt;his version still doesnt own mine.&lt;br /&gt;i like mine just the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;but i still want it!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore the irritating part of me that thinks its so damn smart.&lt;br /&gt;and its not perfect till you get nightlife okay.&lt;br /&gt;and even then i dont believe you.&lt;br /&gt;i have to &lt;s&gt;play&lt;/s&gt; see it with my own &lt;s&gt;hands&lt;/s&gt; before i believe.&lt;br /&gt;so too bad&lt;br /&gt;NYAHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113603492086909187?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113603492086909187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113603492086909187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113603492086909187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113603492086909187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2005/12/wtf-i-hate-him.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113594169935372126</id><published>2005-12-30T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T03:21:39.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nicknames ar for those who cant pronounce others names properly.&lt;br /&gt;and sims2 is best in the UNALTERED, ORIGINAL, NATURAL condition.&lt;br /&gt;because once you fuse it with a santaclaus the dumb guy with too much money to spare, you get a combo that induces certain delusional people that they're the best&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;oh wait. that person always had an inferiority complex.&lt;br /&gt;i mean&lt;br /&gt;look at this!&lt;br /&gt;1)the person resorts to sarcasm because of a lack of social skills and an inner need for attention(aka attention seeker who doesnt know a better way to get attention)&lt;br /&gt;2)the person is so deprived of outside contact that a pair of shoes and a new hockey stick grip gives imnense pride. (hello?!)&lt;br /&gt;3)the person often uses feminine expressions aka 'whee' and 'zzz'&lt;br /&gt;okay so zz isnt really.&lt;br /&gt;but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and besides.&lt;br /&gt;g.g is NOT my nickname.&lt;br /&gt;i dont WANT a nickname given by such a person&lt;br /&gt;no one sane would.&lt;br /&gt;and i AM sane, besides all evidence to the contrary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113594169935372126?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113594169935372126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113594169935372126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113594169935372126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113594169935372126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2005/12/nicknames-ar-for-those-who-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113586413192440217</id><published>2005-12-29T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T05:48:51.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sims2 rocks.&lt;br /&gt;but only the original.&lt;br /&gt;after all&lt;br /&gt;who wants santa to visit their house?&lt;br /&gt;only deprived people who have always been convinced that a jolly round guy lives in the north pole and binges on money to buy children around the WORLD presents on a holiday that is stupid and boring and a waste of time. and money.&lt;br /&gt;oh and that the old guy likes cookies and milk&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;okay so anyone would like cookies and milk.&lt;br /&gt;but reindeer?!&lt;br /&gt;and anyone aged 10+ who actually believes in santa is either delusioned or mentally retarded.&lt;br /&gt;and based on that person's track record so far&lt;br /&gt;i'm willing to bet its the latter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113586413192440217?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113586413192440217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>FINALLY. the com is working.&lt;br /&gt;all hail my dad, who can fix it&lt;br /&gt;okay gtg in a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;just came to say&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME TO SINGAPORE ERIK&lt;br /&gt;okay a bit late but my com WASNT WORKING.&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;has anyone seen teh 1,2 step mtv?&lt;br /&gt;DAMN nice.&lt;br /&gt;wish i could dance like that.&lt;br /&gt;but it would look like the blue whale dancing the parapara&lt;----the stupid voice in my head that sounds suspiciously like SOMEONE. glares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113539974053955753?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113539974053955753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113539974053955753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113539974053955753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113539974053955753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2005/12/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113509161855406393</id><published>2005-12-20T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T07:18:48.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hope dangles on a string&lt;br /&gt;Like slow spinning redemption&lt;br /&gt;Winding in and winding out&lt;br /&gt;The shine of it has caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;And roped me in&lt;br /&gt;So mesmerizing, and so hypnotizing&lt;br /&gt;I am captivated&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vindicated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am selfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I am wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am right&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Swear&lt;/span&gt; I knew it all along&lt;br /&gt;And I am flawed&lt;br /&gt;But I am cleaning up so well&lt;br /&gt;I am seeing in me now&lt;br /&gt;The things you swore you saw yourself&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the diamond in your ring&lt;br /&gt;Cut to mirror your intention&lt;br /&gt;Oversized and overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;The shine of which has caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;And rendered me so isolated, so motivated&lt;br /&gt;I am certain now that I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So turn&lt;br /&gt;Up the corners of your lips&lt;br /&gt;Part them and feel my finger tips&lt;br /&gt;Trace the moment, fall forever&lt;br /&gt;Defense is paper thin&lt;br /&gt;Just one touch and I'd be in&lt;br /&gt;Too deep now to ever swim against the current&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip away&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip away&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip away&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip against the current&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip away&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip away&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip away&lt;br /&gt;So let me slip away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vindicated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am selfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am right&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Swear&lt;/span&gt; I knew it all along&lt;br /&gt;And I am flawed&lt;br /&gt;But I am cleaning up so well&lt;br /&gt;I am seeing in me now&lt;br /&gt;The things you swore you saw yourself&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;clear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the diamond in your ring&lt;br /&gt;Cut to mirror your intention&lt;br /&gt;Oversized and overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;The shine of which has caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;And rendered me so isolated, so motivated&lt;br /&gt;I am certain now that I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slight hope&lt;br /&gt;Dangles on a string&lt;br /&gt;Like slow spinning redemption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you lookin' at me like I got somethin' that's for you&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you stare, don't cha dare 'cause I'm not about to&lt;br /&gt;Just give it all up to you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there are some things I won't do&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not afraid to tell you I don't ever wanna leave you confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more you try, the less I bite and&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to think it through&lt;br /&gt;You'll know if I'm into you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a man to make it happen, I get off bein' free&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a man to make me feel good, I get off doin' my thing&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a ring around my finger, to make me feel complete&lt;br /&gt;So let me break it down, I can get off when you ain't around! Oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I've got my own life and I bought everything that's in it&lt;br /&gt;So if you wanna be with me it ain't at all about the bling you're bringin'&lt;br /&gt;I want a love that's for real&lt;br /&gt;And without that - no deal&lt;br /&gt;And baby I don't need a hand if it only wants to grab one thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more you try, the less I bite&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have to think it through&lt;br /&gt;You'll know if I'm feelin' you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...&lt;br /&gt;Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go&lt;br /&gt;Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go&lt;br /&gt;Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go&lt;br /&gt;Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a... I don't need a man, I don't, no&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a man to get me through&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm doin' fine I feel brand new&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a... I don't need a man, I don't, no&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a man to make it through&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm doin' fine without you!&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a man I'm over you, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a man (Oh oh I'm over you)&lt;br /&gt;Idon't need a manI'm without you I'm over you Oh!&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a man I don't need a man (I don't need ya, I don't need ya no!)&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113509161855406393?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113509161855406393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113509161855406393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113509161855406393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113509161855406393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2005/12/hope-dangles-on-string-like-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113439169941807225</id><published>2005-12-12T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T05:52:02.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GEE WHIZ.&lt;br /&gt;since i just had a super long post that could have a chance at being published on my blog but it got deleted and lost its only chance of ever seeing the pixelated light of computers, i shall sum it up succintly(i do try...)&lt;br /&gt;you know, actually. this WAS sort of a class gathering.  technically its a birthday party but class gathering sounds so much more interesting and serious, dont you think?&lt;br /&gt;1)got a bloster while walking around west mall looking for a suitable present for lennard&lt;br /&gt;2)met yubo at macs, took a bus and went into the function room&lt;br /&gt;3)met people.(james, both;alvan, sean, some ri guys including this fella named nabe; luwei, the idiot who came unfashionably late)&lt;br /&gt;4)went around looking for a place to play badminton since we got kicked out by the aforementioned &lt;s&gt;people&lt;/s&gt; morons *GLARES*&lt;br /&gt;5)went to playground to sit on the funny sproingy things, look like idiots, and discuss about the facts of life aka why were men ever put on earth&lt;br /&gt;6)got called to cut cake&lt;br /&gt;7)me and yubo watch while kailin and luwei try to kick each others ass off&lt;br /&gt;(you know, i wrote up until here then the thing disappeared so after this will have more details cos i'm too pissed at the front parts to bother rewriting them again)&lt;br /&gt;8)CAKE!!! actually i dont think any girl got her hands on the cake...especially since um. the &lt;s&gt;stampede of rhinos&lt;/s&gt; boys took it all...&lt;br /&gt;9)CHAMPAGNE!!!!!!!!!! fyi james, its pronounced, sham-PANE, not cham-pack-nee.&lt;br /&gt;10) you know, i think i got the champagne and cake mixed up. oh wells not like i got any...except for a bit i stole from some guy's cup while they werent looking. its his fault if he cant keep an eye on his own belongings! doesn't the mrt lady always tell you:"please keep an eye on your belongings, if you should see any suspicous article(in this case my hand grabbing the cup), please inform our staff(yeah? well WHO?) or call 911"(yes, do call. i'm sure they would be very interested)&lt;br /&gt;11)had a nice, mature argument with kenneth.  HE STARTED IT! *points finger*&lt;br /&gt;well he DID. he said my com was lousy cuz it couldn't play sims two. IT CAN PLAY KAY. grah. and then, since the ohsoknowledgeable me didn't know he had sims two, i said YOU DONT EVEN  HAVE IT.  how was i to know he had the friggin game? BLEACK. and the dunno what vacation thing. *makes noise that involves sticking out tongue and making funny faces.*&lt;br /&gt;12)went outside to laugh my head off at his expression.  &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; i realized he was taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;well logically speaking DUH he is.&lt;br /&gt;but gee i never really got it into my head.&lt;br /&gt;it could be just me blocking out facts.&lt;br /&gt;okay you know WHAT. i was the shortest person at the party&lt;br /&gt;excluding lennards brothers and his baby cousin of course.&lt;br /&gt;13)OHMYGOODNESS i just realised i forgot to mention the very adorable little american boy who stood outside the window/door and looked at me with his brother's keys in his mouth. and yeesss that was his brother because i saw them together in the pool.  ahem he's not bad looking. get his address from kailin or yubo. dont mention my name.&lt;br /&gt;14)helped clean up a little bit while the boys went outside to play soccer/basketball*rolls eyes* okay so we didnt exactly help much. but we tried...&lt;br /&gt;you know, i dont think any of lennards family was really happy over the way things turned out at the party. i mean, 80% of the time the invitees were outside playing some soccer game of badminton.&lt;br /&gt;not exactly very successful...&lt;br /&gt;15)kailin yubo, me, went off and got a red egg from lennards mom just outside the gate(heeyy i thought red eggs were meant for first month babies?oho) and met luwei later to catch a taxi ride to jurong.&lt;br /&gt;at first we wanted to go to library&lt;br /&gt;then changed our mind and wanted to go his house&lt;br /&gt;had an argument&lt;br /&gt;ended up going library(luwei's shoe sole fell off halfway through)&lt;br /&gt;then left yubo there(SORRY!!!) to go his house.&lt;br /&gt;i went to play xbox(prince of persia, sands of time. WAY fun.) and they two went upstairs for guess what...&lt;br /&gt;drum roll...&lt;br /&gt;no, it wasnt for anything dirty. get your mind out of the gutter already!&lt;br /&gt;MAPLE.&lt;br /&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;his brother and grandma came back(i think he called her laolao. like in fengyun! so oldfashioned!)&lt;br /&gt;i think his dog fell in love with my jeans&lt;br /&gt;he?she? was clinging on to them like crap&lt;br /&gt;TICKLISH&lt;br /&gt;then later it clung to kailins jeans.&lt;br /&gt;i think it has an obsession with jeans...&lt;br /&gt;luwei said the dog was humping kailin...&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get it at first&lt;br /&gt;and i still not very sure about kailin's explanation...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back&lt;br /&gt;now typing this&lt;br /&gt;BLEAGH&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113439169941807225?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113377567519468550</id><published>2005-12-05T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T01:41:15.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/255/1433/1600/ck%20165.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my blog is DEAD&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell does anyone even read this crap i write?&lt;br /&gt;doubt it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went penang.&lt;br /&gt;amazing right?&lt;br /&gt;i actually went out of the country.&lt;br /&gt;whoo.&lt;br /&gt;applause.&lt;br /&gt;me, my mum, my sis, aunt dimar, my aunt went on a shopping spree&lt;br /&gt;i bought---&gt;a O'reef(malaysian substitute for op?) black jacket&lt;br /&gt;-----------&gt;a pair of light brown and gray shorts that are way too big for me(surprisesurprise.)&lt;br /&gt;-----------&gt;a pair of shoes that are canvas, blue and have no support for the foot whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;-----------&gt;wangzibianqingwa soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;-----------&gt;best of 2006 r&amp;b tracks, parental advisory-violence and sexual innuendos&lt;br /&gt;if my mom realised that she'd flip.&lt;br /&gt;oh we bought meangirls too.&lt;br /&gt;regina george reminds me of someone. shant say who.&lt;br /&gt;i'd probably get sued or something.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if that person has a burn book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/255/1433/1600/ck%20165.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/255/1433/320/ck%20165.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this one. its of a church candle stand or something.&lt;br /&gt;taken by yours truly of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/255/1433/1600/ck%20141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/255/1433/320/ck%20141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee we went um. dunno whats the name.&lt;br /&gt;fun though. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/255/1433/1600/ck%20161.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/255/1433/320/ck%20161.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice view neh?&lt;br /&gt;by yours truly :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does the ends truly justify the means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you feel scared just looking at someone you hate&lt;br /&gt;is that a sign of going crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; despair and hope are the antithesis of each other&lt;br /&gt;so are black and white&lt;br /&gt;love and hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait did i say that?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;love and hate have but a thin line between them&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113151014384347046</id><published>2005-11-08T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T00:57:48.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm bored.</title><content type='html'>i'm BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BORED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LALALA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE&lt;br /&gt;okay fine&lt;br /&gt;um&lt;br /&gt;my current state of mind &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/255/1433/1600/1130886470_ownyourass.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/255/1433/320/1130886470_ownyourass.1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it cute?&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i am reading um. innocence killed.&lt;br /&gt;draco story&lt;br /&gt;DONTTHINK SICK&lt;br /&gt;the name doesnt really fit.&lt;br /&gt;oho i have a new pic of draco.&lt;br /&gt;WHEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/255/1433/1600/draco.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="191" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/255/1433/320/draco.png" width="173" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/255/1433/1600/hardra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/255/1433/320/hardra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so this isnt only draco. got harry too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/255/1433/1600/Charas12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/255/1433/320/Charas12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and namame!&lt;br /&gt;WHEE he's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;adorable!&lt;br /&gt;cuddly!&lt;br /&gt;squeakiful!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;---the living &lt;s&gt;limited&lt;/s&gt; thesauraus&lt;br /&gt;is it spelled that way?&lt;br /&gt;lol dunno lah&lt;br /&gt;gtg&lt;br /&gt;bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113151014384347046?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113151014384347046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113151014384347046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113151014384347046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113151014384347046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-bored.html' title='i&apos;m bored.'/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113109720876603814</id><published>2005-11-04T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T00:58:10.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>looong time no post liao.&lt;br /&gt;well at least it feels like a long time&lt;br /&gt;haha training today&lt;br /&gt;sweating like shit now.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for my dad to fetch me&lt;br /&gt;I AM BORED&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;lemme see&lt;br /&gt;um today went to far east for lunch with jolene(&lt;s&gt;h u3a7n g&lt;/s&gt;kua), pheobe the strawberry, erikA and me.&lt;br /&gt;how fun&lt;br /&gt;um we went to bk and waited for jolene to buy her subway.&lt;br /&gt;then since jo dear wanted icecream,&lt;br /&gt;brought her to the turkish thingy&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;so amusing&lt;br /&gt;oaky so most of the time jolene had NO EXPRESSION at all&lt;br /&gt;but at first&lt;br /&gt;when teh guy had clanged the bell&lt;br /&gt;she was so startled that she jumped back.&lt;br /&gt;VISIBLY&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then went window shopping&lt;br /&gt;OHO jolene's skin colour is um 20 and mine is &lt;b&gt;34&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeez&lt;br /&gt;at elast i have a tan&lt;br /&gt;SO THERE JOLENE&lt;br /&gt;wahaha&lt;br /&gt;um then went take neos!&lt;br /&gt;so amusing&lt;br /&gt;there was this DAO one&lt;br /&gt;i coloured in the background!&lt;br /&gt;i am GOOD at colouring&lt;br /&gt;yeahright&lt;br /&gt;then i discovered this heart deco thing&lt;br /&gt;and we used it like um...THREE times, in THREE of the four pics.&lt;br /&gt;vital statistics, dear&lt;br /&gt;haha the hearts one was so LES!&lt;br /&gt;um&lt;br /&gt;there was erik and phoebe hugging in the front&lt;br /&gt;while me and jolene hugged the background cloth&lt;br /&gt;EE!&lt;br /&gt;ooh i coloured that one in too&lt;br /&gt;WHEE&lt;br /&gt;um there was this act cute one.&lt;br /&gt;gtg now&lt;br /&gt;finish later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113109720876603814?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113109720876603814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113109720876603814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113109720876603814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113109720876603814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2005/11/looong-time-no-post-liao.html' title=''/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-113067790608829454</id><published>2005-10-30T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T05:11:46.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCANDALOUS</title><content type='html'>TSK abby!&lt;br /&gt;haiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;this post is dedicated to abby dear, my &lt;s&gt;darling ex&lt;/s&gt; laopo&lt;br /&gt;WHEE&lt;br /&gt;dont kill me&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should take to putting up the rights thingy like joel.&lt;br /&gt;uh&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand&lt;br /&gt;nothanks&lt;s&gt;myreputationisbadenoughalreadyandfollowingyouwouldmakeitworse&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i had quite a LOT of pictures of mingdao aka dangou aka shanjunhao&lt;br /&gt;but when i tried to upload them&lt;br /&gt;it SCREWED&lt;br /&gt;so i hope this works&lt;br /&gt;man&lt;br /&gt;i realized quite a lot of things&lt;br /&gt;and now i feel weird&lt;br /&gt;so i shall write my most pressing concerns while waiting for the damn thing to load&lt;br /&gt;um&lt;br /&gt;1) why do i have so little self control?!&lt;br /&gt;2)am i a bi?! gawd i hope not. really. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/255/1433/1600/PICT0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/255/1433/320/PICT0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY its done&lt;br /&gt;dont worry&lt;br /&gt;its not real&lt;br /&gt;just in case you are worried for your sanity&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;like anyone nowadays have&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113067790608829454?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113067790608829454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113067790608829454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113067790608829454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;argh&lt;br /&gt;our cheer so rocked lah&lt;br /&gt;i read their booklets&lt;br /&gt;they were like so prepared and everything&lt;br /&gt;but nvm&lt;br /&gt;yayye we &lt;fontcolor=red&gt;THRASHED&lt;/span&gt;112&lt;br /&gt;HAH&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm being mean&lt;br /&gt;shall change topic.&lt;br /&gt;besides.&lt;br /&gt;not much else to talk about anyway&lt;br /&gt;other than mr.tan being a uber lame dj&lt;br /&gt;and me falling in love with milo that tastes like chicken essence&lt;br /&gt;and the dumb mrs g o h l e e k i a n making us sit in the stoopid gym when we're all SWEATY and HOT and STINKY.&lt;br /&gt;ugh&lt;br /&gt;oh and the principal was damn toot lah.&lt;br /&gt;wth&lt;br /&gt;i broke my record for sleeping ther longest period of time&lt;br /&gt;previous record was 29min16sec, during assembly.&lt;br /&gt;we played truth, dare, doubledare, promise&lt;br /&gt;sydney kissed eunice on the cheek!&lt;br /&gt;i proposed to jean!and she accepted by the way&lt;br /&gt;and one more scandalou thing&lt;br /&gt;oh i realise i like the song behind these hazel eyes&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought kelly clarkson's voice was weird.&lt;br /&gt;but now i change my mind!&lt;br /&gt;gah luwei isnt playing gunz&lt;br /&gt;BAH&lt;br /&gt;i was playing with this funny guy who kept saying hi&lt;br /&gt;WEIRD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113050899067371422?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113050899067371422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113050899067371422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113050899067371422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;tkl is sick&lt;br /&gt;she got fever i think&lt;br /&gt;she missed the loose cannon thing&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;em&gt;funny! &lt;/em&gt;haha i like the part where the guy was acting all sissy&lt;br /&gt;and now i infer mabel looks up to him as her idol&lt;br /&gt;eh&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;after the show, during the break&lt;br /&gt;she kept on giving me that &lt;em&gt;ew&lt;/em&gt; voice.&lt;br /&gt;UGH&lt;br /&gt;it makes me wanna go toilet&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113014178986624840?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113014178986624840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113014178986624840' 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idiota&lt;br /&gt;he got scolded by the teacher&lt;br /&gt;and now is in denial&lt;br /&gt;HAH&lt;br /&gt;and he has lousy taste in blogskins&lt;br /&gt;he picked one that i chose and used for two days, then changed again&lt;br /&gt;but then&lt;br /&gt;i change so often&lt;br /&gt;so nvm&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;intan&lt;------his gf&lt;br /&gt;kenneth&lt;-----likes intan&lt;br /&gt;and since he also likes kailin&lt;br /&gt;you get a pretty screwed love triangle&lt;br /&gt;um&lt;br /&gt;lemme see&lt;br /&gt;kailin-&gt; likes someone else who doesnt appear in this post&lt;br /&gt;kenneth-&gt;like both kailin and intan(inferred from his actions to them. esp intan. O.o)&lt;br /&gt;intan-&gt;doesnt even know he exists beyond 'the guy in my sundayschoolclass'&lt;br /&gt;see?!&lt;br /&gt;its SCREWED&lt;br /&gt;like life.&lt;br /&gt;i think i feel like getting a new blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;whee&lt;br /&gt;i'm moulting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-113007401385355435?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/113007401385355435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=113007401385355435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/113007401385355435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;sorry syd!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;EOYS ARE OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;damn am i high or what.&lt;br /&gt;whoo.&lt;br /&gt;haha i added a new person to my contacts list.&lt;br /&gt;but its not correct&lt;br /&gt;cos on top&lt;br /&gt;it says&lt;br /&gt;'they're nice'&lt;br /&gt;but i put&lt;br /&gt;'an eternal source of irritation'&lt;br /&gt;loll&lt;br /&gt;nvm lah&lt;br /&gt;change it later&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;wangzibianqingwa ROCKS&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;whee!&lt;br /&gt;i like shanjunhao but qiying says ziqian is nicer.&lt;br /&gt;ee&lt;br /&gt;anyone who likes yunxi is an idiot&lt;br /&gt;so thats why i dont like ziqian&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;junhao is the exception&lt;br /&gt;cos she tricked him!&lt;br /&gt;okaysorry&lt;br /&gt;jeez.&lt;br /&gt;i hate her&lt;br /&gt;yunxi i mean&lt;br /&gt;whatta bitch&lt;br /&gt;haha i'm currently reading 'the dark'&lt;br /&gt;elissa intro one&lt;br /&gt;thanks girl.&lt;br /&gt;its nice&lt;br /&gt;i like arkarian!&lt;br /&gt;bloohair!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;phoebe and her punkrockerdudde thing&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i should really dye my hair blue&lt;br /&gt;should i????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-112999354041713832?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/112999354041713832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=112999354041713832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112999354041713832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112999354041713832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-112965068630026347</id><published>2005-10-18T08:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T18:43:25.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEE</title><content type='html'>ARGH i hate EOYS&lt;br /&gt;okay fine so i hate exams in general.&lt;br /&gt;jeezes&lt;br /&gt;lol was that thunder i heard???&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;darn i HATE HIM.&lt;br /&gt;really i do.&lt;br /&gt;how does he do it?&lt;br /&gt;i think of him as....a bitter sweet.&lt;br /&gt;or poison that tastes like honey.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;damndamn&lt;br /&gt;either i am going crazy due to eoys or i am crazy&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;i'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;HELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah.&lt;br /&gt;to that person(youknowwhoyouare)&lt;br /&gt;i'll always be there for you. if you need me call my name(or in this case, sms me) and i'll come over(okay not literally. virtual shoulder!)&lt;br /&gt;haha fine thats kinda obvious.&lt;br /&gt;but i needed to say it.&lt;br /&gt;sorry dear.&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh there's the lyrics for some eminem song!&lt;br /&gt;"i said i'm sorry mama&lt;br /&gt;i never meant to hurt you...&lt;br /&gt;i never meant to make you cry&lt;br /&gt;but tonight&lt;br /&gt;i'm cleaning out the closet"&lt;br /&gt;haha THREE more days to heaven&lt;br /&gt;lemme do an analysis&lt;br /&gt;english-i think i'll be okay...&lt;br /&gt;chinese- need i say anything?!&lt;br /&gt;history-hey. i'm mugging for it now. i HOPE.&lt;br /&gt;geog - damn i never get the IPO part&lt;br /&gt;math- no matter how many times i practice, the questions take me damn long to finish. whats the betting i wun finish the paper on time???&lt;br /&gt;oh i went to erik's blog&lt;br /&gt;nice quizzes!&lt;br /&gt;nerd results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerdtests.com/ft_nq.php?im"&gt;&lt;img alt="I am nerdier than 4% of all people. Are you nerdier? Click here to find out!" src="http://www.nerdtests.com/images/ft/nq.php?val=9513" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the love one (EW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Dark love" src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/ElisaDay/1126031122_dark-liten.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're fated to have a &lt;strong&gt;Dark love&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Probably a lover of things gothic, you're&lt;br /&gt;artistic and original. Although you are a loner&lt;br /&gt;and independent to a fault, all you will need&lt;br /&gt;is him, and he will feel the same... &lt;p&gt;Please rate aaaaand... eat chocolate bars?&lt;br /&gt;*cough*rate*cough* ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there was more but its screwed so yeah....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-112965068630026347?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/112965068630026347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=112965068630026347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112965068630026347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/em&gt;hanging clothes outside&lt;br /&gt;wearing a yellow shirt(funny that in my dream, the idiot was wearing a yellow shirt and &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; looks like the idiot, only much more shuai)&lt;br /&gt;and boardshorts.&lt;br /&gt;he IS taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;darn.&lt;br /&gt;okay shant elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN i hate my &lt;s&gt;so called&lt;/s&gt; father.&lt;br /&gt;bloody moron&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with going onto msn?!&lt;br /&gt;if you cant sleep its YOUR fault for putting the only com that has internet access right beside your bed.&lt;br /&gt;whatta idiot&lt;br /&gt;jeez&lt;br /&gt;man i forgot to print my quotes &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;paiseh&lt;br /&gt;oh and my sis is sick&lt;br /&gt;and my &lt;em&gt;loving and caring&lt;/em&gt; father blames it on me for passing it to her&lt;br /&gt;ohsowonderful&lt;br /&gt;i feel like jessica&lt;br /&gt;only there's no lorenzo&lt;br /&gt;i shall move on to nicer topics&lt;br /&gt;i had to go the idiots house on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;at least i din talk to him&lt;br /&gt;except a small part&lt;br /&gt;him: go away dont intrude onto my privacy&lt;br /&gt;me: this is a free country&lt;br /&gt;and yet i still walked away.&lt;br /&gt;well at least i din fight with him (for once)&lt;br /&gt;i kept my promise kay.&lt;br /&gt;and creepily enough i had a dream that had him inside.&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;the dream with the yellow shirt&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA&lt;br /&gt;that dream was spastic&lt;br /&gt;i had FIVE mummies in my room!&lt;br /&gt;and one of them was my father!&lt;br /&gt;ohman&lt;br /&gt;oh and whats most creepy&lt;br /&gt;was that&lt;br /&gt;i smsed my mom a &lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt; page sms that had a LOT of fwords inside&lt;br /&gt;too bad for her&lt;br /&gt;i was SERIOUSLY PISSED&lt;br /&gt;and either way&lt;br /&gt;i was so pissed that when i fell asleep i was muttering&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna get into a car accident tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;FREAKY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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days?!</title><content type='html'>i just realized.&lt;br /&gt;the 5 day workweek &lt;strike&gt;sucks&lt;/strike&gt; isnt as wonderful as it was shown to be&lt;br /&gt;that is so a politically correct sentence. not&lt;br /&gt;anw&lt;br /&gt;more hw is stucked onto us!&lt;br /&gt;ah!&lt;br /&gt;i got maths and history and science to do&lt;br /&gt;history file too.&lt;br /&gt;and if ui ask anyone from 110 its a lot of maths.&lt;br /&gt;geez&lt;br /&gt;anw&lt;br /&gt;i updated&lt;br /&gt;congratulate me&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be doing maths now&lt;br /&gt;what am i doing here?!&lt;br /&gt;i shall make a todo list&lt;br /&gt;1) find a new blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;2)think of a new question for my tagboard&lt;br /&gt;3) NOW i shall start on my maths&lt;br /&gt;4)then my history essay thing&lt;br /&gt;5)and finally go for tuition&lt;br /&gt;6)then get bullied into going for church....&lt;br /&gt;7)then go for dinner to celebrate my dads 47th birthday.(i thought he was 51&gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;8) come back home to get another hour of internet time XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-112761468950281888?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/112761468950281888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=112761468950281888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112761468950281888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112761468950281888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2005/09/why-cant-weekends-be-three-days.html' title='why cant weekends be THREE days?!'/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-112644484452978689</id><published>2005-09-11T06:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T20:23:28.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogsblogsblogssuckblogsblogsblogsblogsblogsblogsblogsblogsblogsblogsblogsblogsblogs</title><content type='html'>i went to lws blog tag...&lt;br /&gt;messy scene.&lt;br /&gt;apparently some 'curious' guy posted a comment to me&lt;br /&gt;qy answered&lt;br /&gt;i din ask her to&lt;br /&gt;i find it kind of irritating.&lt;br /&gt;it was meant for &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; why did she answer it?&lt;br /&gt;now the whole tagboard is full of them arguing&lt;br /&gt;so i put in individual comments&lt;br /&gt;i hope they calm down&lt;br /&gt;and lingmin.&lt;br /&gt;i think she was being reather harsh to qy&lt;br /&gt;and rather unfair&lt;br /&gt;even in her blog&lt;br /&gt;damn&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm beginning to see why they say blogs are condemning.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;and qy....i still cant get over the bbq&lt;br /&gt;i get the feeling she only went there cos someone was going&lt;br /&gt;and ever since that&lt;br /&gt;shes become so sensitive&lt;br /&gt;my question was meatn at noone in particular&lt;br /&gt;though it could have been influenced by my own life&lt;br /&gt;and absolute boyfriend(the comic book)&lt;br /&gt;jeez it wasnt meant AT her atall.&lt;br /&gt;man.&lt;br /&gt;and i still think lingmin is pisseda t her or something&lt;br /&gt;why the sudden influx of pissed-of-comments to her?&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;and tkl suddenly is trying not to like lars&lt;br /&gt;jeez&lt;br /&gt;its damn confusing&lt;br /&gt;i think that once you go into a singlesex sec school&lt;br /&gt;you should just completely forget about boys from other schools&lt;br /&gt;and treat your oldschoolmates as just schoolmates&lt;br /&gt;-cleanslate-&lt;br /&gt;wallah&lt;br /&gt;that way&lt;br /&gt;there will be no bgr probs&lt;br /&gt;and you can concentrate on studies&lt;br /&gt;and it would be okay if you just think some guy or other is hot&lt;br /&gt;but only if theres no chance of it becoming real.&lt;br /&gt;like a playboy?&lt;br /&gt;loll&lt;br /&gt;something like that i suppose&lt;br /&gt;and guys will be the same way&lt;br /&gt;and that way&lt;br /&gt;it will b nice and civilised&lt;br /&gt;no random arguments on tags etc&lt;br /&gt;damn&lt;br /&gt;not like anyones gonna read this and agree right?&lt;br /&gt;why am i writing this down?&lt;br /&gt;most likely people will think i'm a dork....&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;they already do&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll keep it this way&lt;br /&gt;i shall just save this draft and not publish it....&lt;br /&gt;yet&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;at least till i get some credibility among my schoolmates and exschoolmates&lt;br /&gt;like thats ever gonna happen&lt;br /&gt;oh and i think the bbq sucked.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when the guys start acting all smartypants and insult us subtly.&lt;br /&gt;jeez&lt;br /&gt;get a life will ya&lt;br /&gt;i HATE them&lt;br /&gt;i hate nanhua&lt;br /&gt;i hate rgs&lt;br /&gt;i hate boys in general....&lt;br /&gt;with a few exceptions i suppose :P&lt;br /&gt;i finally decided&lt;br /&gt;i shall post this.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope noone kills me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-112644484452978689?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/112644484452978689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-112619515012719170</id><published>2005-09-08T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T08:59:10.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new skin!</title><content type='html'>uh. i got a new skin but i'm not sure if its okay. gove comments kay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-112619515012719170?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/112619515012719170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=112619515012719170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;this never happens&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i saw leon w/out shirt tho&lt;br /&gt;mebbe it will be &lt;s&gt;interesting&lt;/s&gt; a &lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;unique&lt;/span&gt; experience&lt;br /&gt;but not as interesting as seeing lee without one.&lt;br /&gt;ohyarhs. i &lt;span colour="red"&gt;DONOT&lt;/span&gt; crush leon.&lt;br /&gt;too short thankyouverymuch&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;i went cycling with pqy and my siblings&lt;br /&gt;at first was not really into it&lt;br /&gt;cos stupid siblings kept on going wrong way&lt;br /&gt;then i guess its good&lt;br /&gt;cos too early he still havent take off shirt&lt;br /&gt;too late gone to sleep liao&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;oh yearhs&lt;br /&gt;i saw phoebe's love list.&lt;br /&gt;um.&lt;br /&gt;punkrockerduddeness???&lt;br /&gt;like uh.&lt;br /&gt;what punk?!&lt;br /&gt;what rocker?!&lt;br /&gt;dude i understand.&lt;br /&gt;after all&lt;br /&gt;i am like&lt;br /&gt;the guy in throwers sec ones&lt;br /&gt;not exactly a nice term&lt;br /&gt;loll&lt;br /&gt;what stunned me was&lt;br /&gt;"gonna dye my hair in novdec brown&lt;br /&gt;geraldinedearr wants to highlight it &lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;punkrockerdudde(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;um.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;"18.&lt;fontcolor="blue"&gt;&lt;u&gt;geraldine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; (love your cuteness when you squeal[yeah you do]and your punkrockerdudde-ness keeps my sexual orientation in check HAHAHA)"&lt;br /&gt;uh.&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;sexual orientation?&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;interesting&lt;br /&gt;this poses a unique question&lt;br /&gt;can bimbos be les?&lt;br /&gt;loll just kidding pheobe&lt;fon color="pink"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEARR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha forgot to blog bout teach day too&lt;br /&gt;hm&lt;br /&gt;nothing to blog bout tho&lt;br /&gt;um.&lt;br /&gt;all the guys are TALL dammit.&lt;br /&gt;i played cocacola w/ luwei&lt;br /&gt;fun!&lt;br /&gt;his butt stinks&lt;br /&gt;either that or he farted&lt;br /&gt;loll&lt;br /&gt;cavin and mark are nice i guess&lt;br /&gt;kenneth is still immature&lt;br /&gt;loll&lt;br /&gt;like i was gonna talk to him liddat&lt;br /&gt;no need to gimme that &lt;em&gt;dao&lt;/em&gt; look rigght?&lt;br /&gt;bahhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played badminton from 3pm to 8pm&lt;br /&gt;with my sis&lt;br /&gt;then pqy&lt;br /&gt;and finally sean&lt;br /&gt;oh an dmy mom and bro too&lt;br /&gt;oops&lt;br /&gt;sean is not a bad player&lt;br /&gt;he said i am better than kwong&lt;br /&gt;-drawls&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;oh and he said to me that i have bad color taste&lt;br /&gt;um.&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;just cos he saw my sportsbra was black&lt;br /&gt;and my shirt was yellow&lt;br /&gt;um.&lt;br /&gt;perv!&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;and i got pissed at him later&lt;br /&gt;no comment on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for trng&lt;br /&gt;was fun&lt;br /&gt;huijuen can NOT be serious at times&lt;br /&gt;i like the nonserious version&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;HuiJuen version 2.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loll&lt;br /&gt;copyrighted kayye&lt;br /&gt;went to eriks hse&lt;br /&gt;played sims2&lt;br /&gt;whoo!&lt;br /&gt;created the throwers family together&lt;br /&gt;loll&lt;br /&gt;phoebe's clothes are super revealing&lt;br /&gt;loll&lt;br /&gt;shall stop&lt;br /&gt;play gunz!&lt;br /&gt;whoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-112601249263774006?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-112546815875130035</id><published>2005-08-30T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T23:02:38.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>um. interesting</title><content type='html'>um. i got this idea from joel k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Why Boys are evil&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly,&lt;br /&gt;boys=time x money&lt;br /&gt;secondly,&lt;br /&gt;time = money&lt;br /&gt;therefore,&lt;br /&gt;boys= money x money&lt;br /&gt;money is the root of all evil&lt;br /&gt;therefore&lt;br /&gt;boys=root of evil square&lt;br /&gt;meaning&lt;br /&gt;boys = evil.&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-112546815875130035?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-112545972672044341</id><published>2005-08-30T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:42:06.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suteki Da Ne</title><content type='html'>whoots!&lt;br /&gt;i managed to get the lyrics of some songs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Suteki da ne&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaze ga yose ta kotoba ni&lt;br /&gt;Oyoi da kokoro&lt;br /&gt;Kumo ga hakobu ashita ni&lt;br /&gt;Hazu n da koe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsuki ga yureru kagami ni&lt;br /&gt;Furue ta kokoro&lt;br /&gt;Hoshi ga nagare kobore ta&lt;br /&gt;Yawarakai namida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suteki da ne&lt;br /&gt;Futari te wo tori aruke ta nara&lt;br /&gt;Iki tai yo&lt;br /&gt;KIMI no machi ie, ude no naka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sono mune&lt;br /&gt;Karada azuke&lt;br /&gt;Yoi ni magire&lt;br /&gt;Yumemiru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaze wa tomani kotoba wa&lt;br /&gt;Yasashii maboroshi&lt;br /&gt;Kumo wa yabure ashita wa&lt;br /&gt;Tooku no koe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsuki ga nijimu kagami wo&lt;br /&gt;Nagare ta kokoro&lt;br /&gt;Hoshi ga yurete kobore ta&lt;br /&gt;Kaku se nai Namida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suteki da ne&lt;br /&gt;Futari te wo tori aruke ta nara&lt;br /&gt;Iki tai yo&lt;br /&gt;KIMI no machi ie, ude no naka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sono Kao&lt;br /&gt;Sotto furete&lt;br /&gt;Asa ni tokeru&lt;br /&gt;Yumemiru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the english version...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Isn't it beautiful?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was swimming&lt;br /&gt;in words gathered by the wind&lt;br /&gt;My voice bounded&lt;br /&gt;Into a cloud-carried tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart trembled&lt;br /&gt;in the moon-swayed mirror&lt;br /&gt;Soft tears&lt;br /&gt;spilled with a stream of stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;If we could walk, hand in hand,&lt;br /&gt;I'd want to go&lt;br /&gt;to your town, your home, in your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I dream of being&lt;br /&gt;against your chest&lt;br /&gt; my body in your keeping&lt;br /&gt;disappearing into the evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words halted by wind are&lt;br /&gt;a gentle illusion&lt;br /&gt;A tomorrow torn by clouds is&lt;br /&gt;the voice of a distant place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart that had been&lt;br /&gt;in a moon-blurred mirror that flowed&lt;br /&gt;Those stars that trembled and spilled&lt;br /&gt;cannot hide my tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;If we could walk, hand in hand,&lt;br /&gt;I'd want to go&lt;br /&gt;to your town, your home, in your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream of&lt;br /&gt; your face&lt;br /&gt;that I softly touch&lt;br /&gt;melts in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW. isnt it beautiful???&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i shall go find Fukai Mori now...&lt;br /&gt;whee&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall change blogskins to one i made myself&lt;br /&gt;whee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-112545972672044341?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/112545972672044341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=112545972672044341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112545972672044341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112545972672044341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2005/08/suteki-da-ne.html' title='Suteki Da Ne'/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-112537521150595471</id><published>2005-08-29T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T21:13:31.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled is a nice song</title><content type='html'>um.&lt;br /&gt;i think the opening goes something like that.&lt;br /&gt;i open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;i try to see but i'm blinded&lt;br /&gt;by the white light&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember how&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember why&lt;br /&gt;i lying here tonight&lt;br /&gt;and i cant stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;and um. i dunno the rest.&lt;br /&gt;you see. thats what happens when you watch teh LOST ad too many times. the song just kinda stick&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;um.&lt;br /&gt;the last entry was wierd.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;erik cut her fringe!!!!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;it looks like a 1960s hairstyle!&lt;br /&gt;haha i just read jolene's macs entry.&lt;br /&gt;so darn funny&lt;br /&gt;like um.&lt;br /&gt;MACS WOMAN: Can I have your postal code?&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: Uh. I don't know what my postal code is!&lt;br /&gt;MACS WOMAN: What's your address then?&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: OY CARMEN WHAT'S OUR ADDRESS!&lt;br /&gt;CARMEN: 20 Anderson Road!&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: 20 Anderson Road.&lt;br /&gt;MACS WOMAN: Please hold on.[We wait for a very long time]&lt;br /&gt;CARMEN: Maybe she's checking where that is.&lt;br /&gt;US: Uh oh.&lt;br /&gt;MACS WOMAN: So that's Raffles Girls' School Secondary?&lt;br /&gt;US: *Snort*&lt;br /&gt;[We order stuff and ask the person to call before she comes so we can intercept her at the gate.]&lt;br /&gt;MACS WOMAN: What's your name?&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: Uh. Carmen. (Because it is Carmen's phone)&lt;br /&gt;CARMEN: !!!&lt;br /&gt;MACS WOMAN: Are you a member?&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: CARMEN ARE YOU A MEMBER?&lt;br /&gt;CARMEN: No.&lt;br /&gt;HUIJUEN: I AM I AM!&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE TO MACS WOMAN: Can I change my name?&lt;br /&gt;[Macs woman puts Carmen's name down anyway, and says that the food will be here in 45 minutes.]&lt;br /&gt;45 minutes later:CARMEN'S PHONE: Ring ring.&lt;br /&gt;SOME WOMAN ON PHONE: Hello may I speak to Carmen?&lt;br /&gt;[Because the number starts with 6 and is therefore not a handphone number, Jolene assumes that it is not the Macs people calling and hands the phone over.]&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: CARMEN I THINK IT'S YOUR MUM.&lt;br /&gt;[It turns out to be Miss Christina. The Macs people have landed! And in the General Office too. Huijuen and Carmen troop off to the GO to face the wrath of Miss Christina.]&lt;br /&gt;*We found out how Macs delivers ice-cream! They put it in a plastic bag full of ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's the meme thingy abt windows media player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think of me, Windows Media Player?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maroon 5- Harder to Breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am breathtaking. Yeah baby.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will I have a happy life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina Aguilera and Missy Elliot- Car Wash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will a)work in a car wash or b)make a movie about fish working in a car wash.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do my friends think of me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t.A.T.u.- All The Things She Said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I say a lot of meaningful things. Ok, maybe I just talk a lot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears- I Run Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uh, guess not?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls Aloud- Life Got Cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn the aircon off?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What should I do with my life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad Kroeger- Hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Save the world!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why must life be so full of pain?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Jay Chou song that I don't know the title of because my computer lost the ability to read Chinese words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because nobody knows what Jay is rapping about.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can I maximize my pleasure during sex?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamelia and Tiziano Ferro- Universal Prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uh. Not discriminate against potential partners? Nevermind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will I ever have children?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeAnn Rimes- Life Goes On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, someday I shall ensure the continuity of life by having several offspring. All of which shall contribute greatly to humanity because they have my superior genetic material.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will I die happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda Perez- Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will go to heaven and become an angel. Which doesn't really answer the question.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you give me some advice?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avril Lavigne- Losing Grip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I have to get a grip.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think happiness is?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las Ketchup- The Ketchup Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apparently, tomatoes = My True Happiness&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's my favourite fetish?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britney Speares- Baby One More Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Violence! *Bish*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL that was so damn funny. okay. im spasticating.&lt;br /&gt;random thoughts&lt;br /&gt;*Tidus rocks*&lt;br /&gt;*I like Sesshy*&lt;br /&gt;*the teacher is flirting with eliz. or the other way round. just like Mr Mah*&lt;br /&gt;*jolene is funny*&lt;br /&gt;*i finally managed to post on kenneth's blog*&lt;br /&gt;*joel kek thinks i crush karwei?!?!?! WTF*&lt;br /&gt;*um. i like random thoughts?*&lt;br /&gt;*alicia and eliz and jean are cazy.*&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah. READ MARK"S NEW ENTRY.&lt;br /&gt;lol that was quite a triumph.&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;he DID kiss cavin.&lt;br /&gt;and um&lt;br /&gt;joel kek's entry abt the wierd guy is GROSS.&lt;br /&gt;like what pelvis...&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;end of post. thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;bowsandleavestogoseemoreblogs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-112537521150595471?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/112537521150595471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=112537521150595471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112537521150595471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112537521150595471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2005/08/untitled-is-nice-song_29.html' title='untitled is a nice song'/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-112537393343846114</id><published>2005-08-29T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T20:52:13.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate this</title><content type='html'>i hate being stuck here.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm having someone in my head.&lt;br /&gt;and that someone keeps on insulting me&lt;br /&gt;i'm not alone anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;i hate him&lt;br /&gt;or her&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;nothing matters about IT.&lt;br /&gt;go awayy.&lt;br /&gt;i hate youu.&lt;br /&gt;really i do.&lt;br /&gt;i cant think straight.&lt;br /&gt;not even sleep.&lt;br /&gt;even my exams are afffected.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;FUCKYOU.&lt;br /&gt;got to HELL.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to u i got the lowest in class for maths.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;and now i also cant get any marks for my chinese pt.&lt;br /&gt;who asked you to do that?&lt;br /&gt;damnyou.&lt;br /&gt;its all your fault.&lt;br /&gt;why cant you go AWAY???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to stop.&lt;br /&gt;i hate this.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-112537393343846114?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/112537393343846114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=112537393343846114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112537393343846114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112537393343846114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-hate-this.html' title='I hate this'/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-112485194998436287</id><published>2005-08-23T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T19:55:04.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gagagah</title><content type='html'>booya!&lt;br /&gt;in com studs now.&lt;br /&gt;i think that the teacher likes his own voice.&lt;br /&gt;he just keeps on drooooooning on and on&lt;br /&gt;even when everyone is talking to the com&lt;br /&gt;whoots!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i need a pocket money raise!!!&lt;br /&gt;okay fine maybe i dont&lt;br /&gt;but i would &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; one&lt;br /&gt;*hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;kailin called me yesterday&lt;br /&gt;guess wadd for???&lt;br /&gt;jianhui&lt;br /&gt;hehh.&lt;br /&gt;she likes a guy whom she hasnt known for um. 3-4 years???&lt;br /&gt;mymy.&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;i think she's getting deprived.&lt;br /&gt;she crushes BOTH leon AND jianhui.&lt;br /&gt;bahh.&lt;br /&gt;wuliao&lt;br /&gt;i think the guys in our year are a bit....crazy.&lt;br /&gt;okay so not a BIT. more like a LOT.&lt;br /&gt;boys in our year are DISGUSTING. esp if u take spencer as reference&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;well, he IS gross, sick, perveted, disgusting, ego etc he thinks he's attractive.&lt;br /&gt;like EW.&lt;br /&gt;he's short, fat, rabbittoothed.&lt;br /&gt;BUT. he just &lt;em&gt;has&lt;/em&gt; to wear tight shorts and a shirt thats gonna burst at the buttons.&lt;br /&gt;but that may be just cos he's fat.&lt;br /&gt;thats insulting fat people.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;he should be called.....blimpie&lt;br /&gt;urgh&lt;br /&gt;we had pe today.&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting dizzy&lt;br /&gt;i can do a tripod stand!!!&lt;br /&gt;and a head stand!!!&lt;br /&gt;on my first try!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah. i rock. uhhuh&lt;br /&gt;(X(X&lt;br /&gt;egoness&lt;br /&gt;hms.&lt;br /&gt;today before pe&lt;br /&gt;we went to the hall to do aces day. yuckk&lt;br /&gt;luckily there were chairs EVERYWHERE cos of speech day.&lt;br /&gt;whew.&lt;br /&gt;i saw my library senior.&lt;br /&gt;shuyi&lt;br /&gt;the one who is super violent.&lt;br /&gt;so i hid behind erik.&lt;br /&gt;and she thought i was hiding from shiqian.&lt;br /&gt;the nice jumper sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;yupps.&lt;br /&gt;i'm wasting space.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall go now. byees&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-112485194998436287?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/112485194998436287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=112485194998436287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112485194998436287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112485194998436287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2005/08/gagagah.html' title='gagagah'/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-112462884493954637</id><published>2005-08-21T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T05:54:04.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why do guys wear extra big shorts???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lol this post is dedicated to this guy that me and pqy saw when we were going to jurong library. he was with his gf and when we got off the bus, we noticed that his pants were like, SUPER low.  i thought it was just low cut or something, than pqy said "wah lao his pants like gonna drop down lah. look! his pockets where got so low one..." i was like "ohyeah. whoops"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then right at that VERY MOMENT, his gf was like, put the hand on his BUTT and pulled up his pants for him.  i think she heard us. whoops. haha anw we saw him  pull up his pants like &lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; times!!!! omg we were so tickled.  we kept on laughing all the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha. that was funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;now on to more serious matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i recently found out that joel kek went to my blog.  actually, its my very first blog, which makes him kind of outdated but STILL?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i thought that since guys hated me, they should like, forget about me completely once we were in different schools. god knows i did that too. heh. they damn dumb eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-112462884493954637?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/112462884493954637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=112462884493954637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112462884493954637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112462884493954637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2005/08/why-do-guys-wear-extra-big-shorts.html' title='why do guys wear extra big shorts???'/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-112444422552434477</id><published>2005-08-19T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T02:37:05.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NONE</title><content type='html'>wahahas. i feel so wierded. just had training. waiting for pqy in my class now. hms. i just read luwei's post bout the cheating thing. sigh. so wierded. whyy cant he just like, write in in pencil??? and that jingxian guy so kaypo. go pick up TISSUE PAPER on the floor. what if it had been USED?!?!?!?!?! lol. heh. that idiot kenneth thinks that by using my name to write totally &lt;em&gt;idiota&lt;/em&gt; stuff, he can make me mad. get real.....u know, he can get jailed for this kind of thing. slander, forgery and umms. something else. yeah. sigh. i still dunno HIS last name. i only know his name....&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh i LOVE my new blogskin!! &lt;33 (&lt;---i cant believe i used that) i think it looks very...dreamy! and emma calls it SICK!!!! i cant believe it. hmph. its not kay. tidus and yuna are nice together. but i think yuna's a sissy. heh.&lt;br /&gt;man. i think i will create a sesshy one and see if it looks nice. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-112444422552434477?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/112444422552434477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=112444422552434477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112444422552434477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112444422552434477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2005/08/none.html' title='NONE'/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15464569.post-112416524748819591</id><published>2005-08-15T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T21:07:27.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whoots</title><content type='html'>um. how do i say this is a mew blog without sounding like mark? hms. forget it. not like i care lah. sigh. i shall TRY to blog. lol. and not sound like mark yeo, desoerately wanting ppl to go his blog to see his lame and corny jokes. or kenneth either. so poser man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15464569-112416524748819591?l=albireodraco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/feeds/112416524748819591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15464569&amp;postID=112416524748819591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112416524748819591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15464569/posts/default/112416524748819591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://albireodraco.blogspot.com/2005/08/whoots.html' title='whoots'/><author><name>:::emptyinside:::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14369786996925437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
