<?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-10936530</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:58:22.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>freakyme</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10936530.post-112961844352395698</id><published>2005-10-17T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:44.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com"&gt;www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com"&gt;www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com"&gt;www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com"&gt;www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com"&gt;www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com"&gt;www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com"&gt;www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com"&gt;www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com"&gt;www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com"&gt;www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com"&gt;www.-eatmywords.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbye. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112961844352395698?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112961844352395698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112961844352395698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112961844352395698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112961844352395698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/10/moved.html' title='MOVED'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112944208817465256</id><published>2005-10-15T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:44.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain</title><content type='html'>i.love.sarra.manning.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;she is SO excellent! of course, far from being harry potter standard, but her way of writing just makes me wanna cry. so far i've only read &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pretty things &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;french kiss&lt;/span&gt; but they're both SUPERB. :)&lt;br /&gt;ergh, i cried while reading them.&lt;br /&gt;she is my favourite author of the week.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went to the library, and i borrowed&lt;br /&gt;*french kiss&lt;br /&gt;*the amulet of samarkand&lt;br /&gt;*naughts and crosses&lt;br /&gt;*the princess present(which is this really thin book that i managed to finish in an hour)&lt;br /&gt;also i bought blue and purple nail polish and spongebob stickers! they were really cheap! :D&lt;br /&gt;mum said spongebob is real ugly. but what can you expect from a woman who wears black all the time?&lt;br /&gt;mum and me ate at pizza hut cos dad was at a wedding then after the pizza i bought curry naan and chocolate muffins! they were supposed to be my breakkie for today but i ate them yesterday while reading ffs. :)&lt;br /&gt;mum is currently watching this hong kong show about china princesses and how they were wronged by sewing wrong messages on the fans. trust me, it is much more appealing than it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, off i go, then.&lt;br /&gt;bye-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112944208817465256?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112944208817465256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112944208817465256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112944208817465256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112944208817465256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/10/rain.html' title='rain'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112935894008886659</id><published>2005-10-14T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:44.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nonsensical entry</title><content type='html'>yay! this is an nonsensical entry! :D&lt;br /&gt;i have decided that my new favourite word is"yay".&lt;br /&gt;and also, that i am a purple goldfish. i have no idea what spurred me to realise that i really am a goldfish in disguise, but one day i was just resting-ahem-meditating in my bedroom when this unearthly voice coming from the ceiling said, "annie. you are a purple goldfish."&lt;br /&gt;and i went "oh, ok. purple is my favourite colour!" and the voice was like "good. remember, being a purple goldfish is your fate."&lt;br /&gt;YAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;i know what you're thinking. this is what you're thinking:&lt;br /&gt;"annie is a moron. if she's a purple goldfish then how can she type? she has no fingers."&lt;br /&gt;alas, my friends, i am an exceptionally CLEVER goldfish. so there.&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to "supergirl" by hilary duff. it is probably the only song i like sung by her. and i only like the lyrics.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am bored out of my wits.&lt;br /&gt;shall go to quizilla now and do nonsense quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what curse are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/W/WA/WAT/waterytart/1128123738_personality.JPG" alt="duel personality" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You were born with a duel personality.  Two totally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;different people reside within your body.  One&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;person is good; the other person, who is locked&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;away, is evil.  Unfortunately, there is a key&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;to unleash the evil within you.  If you tell a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;lie, your other personality takes over .&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;are you a mean girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/ifeellikerain/1098176421_sultjanis2.jpg" alt="Janis" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you are janis ian.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;what is your inner gothic name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/CU/CUP/CupHalfEmpty/1128284331_llenangle3.jpg" alt="aw" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;Girl Name: Mistress Acaia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;Guy Name:Sir Sebastain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt;* I see&lt;br /&gt;sadness in your heart* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font&gt; You carry too many&lt;br /&gt;secrets in your heart. You should really try&lt;br /&gt;and vent about things more often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112935894008886659?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112935894008886659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112935894008886659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112935894008886659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112935894008886659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/10/nonsensical-entry.html' title='nonsensical entry'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112928633042920303</id><published>2005-10-14T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:43.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures!</title><content type='html'>yay!&lt;br /&gt;pictures!&lt;br /&gt;everybody loves looking at pictures.&lt;br /&gt;they're actually quite overdue(12th oct) because i was too lazy to upload them then.&lt;br /&gt;i am typing one handed one as i am eating Corntos with the other hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my beautiful foolscap! i know you love it. noone else has foolscap like mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;feli in her costume for the play! :D she looks like the female lead in that korean show, DA CHANG JIN. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;feli is a pretty flower! :) the half-person beside her is Beryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jassie poo looking very pleased with herself. and feli is holding up that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;extra&lt;/span&gt; skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me smiling very cheesily. heheh. messy hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chloe is the 'dao' queen! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%200131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%200131.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;everyone is looking very attentive. right? jiamin looks very professional while everyone else is just slouching there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%200141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%200141.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;meizhen was fooling around with my camera and took a picture of her shoes after our footie practice.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;meizhen's megawatt smile! *blinded*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;W.E.T! but the picture is damn dark cos i didn't use flash. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and marilyn! :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;macho women jaslyn and feli! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/yeah%20photos%2012th%20oct%20020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and marilyn again, at the specs stand, after footie and table tennis practice. i can't believe how neat i look after running around on the field for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had no school today, cos it was PSLE marking day! :) spent the day watching MTV. am throughly sick of that stupid T.A.T.U. MV, where the girl with short hair gets molested by hariy-chested guy with red tattoo and the girl with long hair just goes around driving her car andlooking woebegone.&lt;br /&gt;and they're not really lesbians. it was all for publicity. how pathetic is that?&lt;br /&gt;finally finished re-writing the sing to the dawn script. barely did any changes to it. my fingers hurt.&lt;br /&gt;am going to go watch CADET KELLY on disney now. :)&lt;br /&gt;bye-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112928633042920303?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112928633042920303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112928633042920303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112928633042920303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112928633042920303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/10/pictures.html' title='pictures!'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112919799486638014</id><published>2005-10-13T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:43.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, today was fun, it was.&lt;br /&gt;GAMES CARNIVAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;miss lim gave us a LO-OOOO-NG speech about something i'm not even bother to try to remember, and then mrs goh announced the games carnival open! :)&lt;br /&gt;i'm in soccer, but cos i'm the reserve i didn't really get to play except for the last match against wisdom. the first match was disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;FIVE-ONE.&lt;br /&gt;guess who's the ONE.&lt;br /&gt;oh look, no gold star for you, cos the question was EASY -PEASY.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;chloe the IRON WOMAN was sick.&lt;br /&gt;OR ELSE I BET WE'D HAD WON.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;but loyalty was pretty good, to say the truth. i mean, at least the members TRIED to be nice, not like some classes i can mention.&lt;br /&gt;next was against..purity, i think.&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;THREE-ONE.&lt;br /&gt;oh how wonderfully FANTASTIC.&lt;br /&gt;we were really FRANTIC.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, we knew that we sucked, but surely not to this standard?&lt;br /&gt;apparantly, YES.&lt;br /&gt;well, then the losing went ON and ON until the FORTH match in which we actually had a DRAW!&lt;br /&gt;then for the fifth match jas told me to go on, so i went, as the GOALIE.&lt;br /&gt;oh GOD.&lt;br /&gt;goalie.&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;then chloe, even in her close-to-delirious state managed to draw out a pretty good plan.&lt;br /&gt;AVOID THE BALL FROM GETTING WITHIN TEN FEET OF MY PATHETIC BEING.&lt;br /&gt;which they did a pretty good job of, to say the truth. only the ball rolled over ONCE and i SAVED it!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, you'd better damn well belive it.&lt;br /&gt;ME! saved a goal!&lt;br /&gt;:)))&lt;br /&gt;and we got a DRAW again!!&lt;br /&gt;i know it sounds really pathetic to those other people, but for a team with THREE straight losses, it was a huge achievement. and wisdom was supposed to be a really strong team, cos THREE of the FIVE players were in track and one was the fastest runner or something. and when the game ended we ran around the field screaming and taking off our shirts and swinging them around our heads, gratified tears running down our cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;no actually we just hugged and GRINNE:D.&lt;br /&gt;like this: :DDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;our other teams weren't exactly very good either, but NEVERMIND. we did our BEST and TRAINED lots and that's what matters. so what if one justice is not BRILLIANT in sports? we'll all grow up to become famous authors and rocket scientists and exaclty how many poeple get discovered for their sport talent?&lt;br /&gt;exactly.&lt;br /&gt;then after the results me, jiamin, feli and jas went to MACS to CELEBRATE! :)&lt;br /&gt;don't remind me that we had nothing to celebrate about.&lt;br /&gt;we started play that weird number game. you know, the one where someone has to think of a number and you have to guess it? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;anyways the person who lost had to do a FORFEIT. OH THE HORROR.&lt;br /&gt;poor feli had to squash a tissue FILLED with BBQ sauce, and it dripped down her hands. and it was all captured on video.&lt;br /&gt;heheh, blackmail.&lt;br /&gt;and next i LOST. and JASLYN made this mad concoction of MACFLURRY and COKE and SPRITE and CHILLI SAUCE and i had to drink it!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ew.&lt;br /&gt;it was this murky brown colour and it tasted really bitter. and i had to take THREE spoonfuls!&lt;br /&gt;*gags*&lt;br /&gt;then poor feli lost AGAIN and she had to DRINK BBQ sauce. JIAMIN had to lick CURRY SAUCE, BBQ SAUCE and CHILLI SAUCE mixed together, out of the fries packet.my god.&lt;br /&gt;and the JASLYN, the evil mastermind behind all of these foul THINGIES had to do her forfeit, which we decided had to be the worst ever.&lt;br /&gt;heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;i got mayonaise and ketchup from the counter, and we mixed it with all the sauces, plus the mayonaise. because it was cold, it couldn't really dissolve with the other stuff and it was stuck in disgusting clumps. and there were bits of oreo floating around, from the mcflurry. and she drunk it!!&lt;br /&gt;she said it tasted sour.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;took bus home with jas and jiamin.&lt;br /&gt;*JOKE*&lt;br /&gt;once there was a pig who said:&lt;br /&gt;"i want to fly."&lt;br /&gt;so he pushed himself off a skyscraper and died and became pork.&lt;br /&gt;AND FLEW.&lt;br /&gt;-cos he became AIRPORK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this is when you laugh your head off*&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;oh, i crack myself up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112919799486638014?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112919799486638014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112919799486638014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112919799486638014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112919799486638014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/10/well-today-was-fun-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112908936385845587</id><published>2005-10-11T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:43.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLOOOOO</title><content type='html'>oh.my.god.&lt;br /&gt;MARILYN IS GOING TO BUY ME A BOOK FOR MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;: DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;we're going to Kino on friday and she's going to buy me any book i want!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yay!!&lt;br /&gt;i love marilyn and she's my favourite person in the whole wide world!!&lt;br /&gt;:)))))))))&lt;br /&gt;(added cos she told me to)&lt;br /&gt;she is also the prettiest person in the whole world and her new haircut does not make her look like a mushroom at all!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112908936385845587?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112908936385845587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112908936385845587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112908936385845587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112908936385845587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/10/hellooooo.html' title='HELLOOOOO'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112883778145016099</id><published>2005-10-08T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:42.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blahblah-</title><content type='html'>happy belated birthday to FELICIA-who turned THIRTEEN on friday! (:&lt;br /&gt;AND IT IS GOING TO BE&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; MY &lt;/span&gt;BIRTHDAY SOON! ONLY 13 DAYS, AND THAT'S LESS THAN A WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;oh, i love birthdays. that's when you can be all unreasonable and ass-hole like and noone can say anything cos it's your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;anyways there 's only THIRTYNINE days left to HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE!!&lt;br /&gt;i am so looking forward to the blast-ended skrewts, i tell you. :D&lt;br /&gt;anyways i keep on saying "YOU CLUMSY FOOL! THAT WAS MY SILK BLOUSE!" to myself in front of the mirror, to practice. but everytime i see my face in front of the mirror i burst out laughing. is that normal?&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS&lt;br /&gt;lucky colour for this week: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;lucky object: lipstick.&lt;br /&gt;well, i'll just have to settle for lip gloss.&lt;br /&gt;i'm reading this book called "the nine lives of chloe king" which is about this girl who developes cat-like abilties and starts scaling walls and acting like spiderman only without that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;passe&lt;/span&gt; costume. (:&lt;br /&gt;anyways i have decided to form a WHAS. it stands for the We Hate Abbreviations Society. erm, just felt like writing that.&lt;br /&gt;*you groan.* go on, do it.&lt;br /&gt;alright, a girl's gotta go do what a girl's gotta go do(eat lunch).&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112883778145016099?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112883778145016099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112883778145016099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112883778145016099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112883778145016099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/10/blahblah.html' title='blahblah-'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112866741068974966</id><published>2005-10-06T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:42.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sing to the dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;a bunch of secs fours have just turnt up beside the com i'm using in the library. here is their conversation:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIRL WIH SHORT HAIR: strictly no games?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*OTHERS TITTER*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIRL WITH SHORT HAIR:who cares?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*OTHERS NOD IN AGREEMENT*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIRL WITH BRACES:let's look at the harry potter pictures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIRL WITH PIMPLES(not me): he's so cute! like, totally-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIRL WITH SHORT HAIR SCROLLS DOWN THE LIST OF PICTURES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIRL WITH SHORT HAIR: oh, he's so cute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIRL WITH PIMPLES: oh look. here's the house.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we went to see miss lim about the cca changing thing, and she was all&lt;br /&gt;"i'm sorry girls, but i'm not free now. i'm in the middle of an important meeting."&lt;br /&gt;AAARRRAAAGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;she is set out to torture us before refusing us straight, i know it.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;DOESN'T SHE KNOW THAT WE ARE ALL FREAKING OUT COS SHE IS SO SCARY LOOKING???&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;today english was quite fun, for a change. we were debating about whether bloggers have the right to air their views in their blogs. and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;i was the only one who agreed.&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;but then later NATALIE, BONNIE, YI HSIN, MINDI, LENA, EUNICE and SUWEN decided to support me! EIGHT AGAINST THIRTY ONE!&lt;br /&gt;at least it's not one against thirty eight.&lt;br /&gt;and we had this debate and WE WON!!&lt;br /&gt;i mean, ms tan told us that we were equal, but our groups had more points, so WE WON!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ah, the look on chloe's face.&lt;br /&gt;: D&lt;br /&gt;anyways then during TEAMWORK AKA SLACKING AND DOING NOTHING period, jiamin held the &lt;strong&gt;sing to the dawn musical &lt;/strong&gt;tryouts. i wanted to be Nara! she was so EVIL and MEAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO MY SILK BLOUSE!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;BERYL is my husband, TESSA is my son(vichai), CHLOE is kwai, FELI(happy birthday feli!) is grandmother, IDIOT(steph) is dawan, TOOT is father and MARIYLN is mother! :D&lt;br /&gt;ah, the joy.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;bye-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112866741068974966?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112866741068974966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112866741068974966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112866741068974966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112866741068974966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/10/sing-to-dawn.html' title='sing to the dawn'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112851636483500827</id><published>2005-10-05T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:42.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dan's very good,working with him was wonderful. Poor guy, he had to be so patient.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I had to do all this waffling and talking about how I'm the Master of the Universe and how I'm evil and I'm going to kill him and he has to stand there all tied up, writhing around and groaning with pain while I'm monologuing towards him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The Evil-Genius monologue bit - no film is complete without it! I just love playing evil characters!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And with that, he was off to introduce the film, sporting, we thought, a slight sparkle of menace in his eyes. But not before he reminded us that Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire was out in November and we should, "Go and see it, you won't want to miss it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ralph fiennes, on working with daniel radcliffe in the graveyard scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112851636483500827?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112851636483500827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112851636483500827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112851636483500827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112851636483500827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/10/dans-very-goodworking-with-him-was.html' title=''/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112851588495744693</id><published>2005-10-05T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:41.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/EMMA%20WATSON.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/EMMA%20WATSON.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/fashion%20evolution1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/fashion%20evolution1.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/tough%20emma.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/tough%20emma.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/ronscared.jpg.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/ronscared.jpg.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/madamemaxime2.jpg.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/madamemaxime2.jpg.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MADAM MAXINE!! SHE LOOKS SO RETARDED!! :P&lt;br /&gt;ron looks adorable, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;and emma looks like a model!&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS WEQARING A 278 MOOLAH JACKET.&lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;br /&gt;NOT FAIR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112851588495744693?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112851588495744693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112851588495744693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112851588495744693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112851588495744693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/10/madam-maxine-she-looks-so-retarded-p.html' title=''/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112842995100058541</id><published>2005-10-04T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:41.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bully bottom</title><content type='html'>"what sayest thou, bully bottom?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that is totally my favourite line from a midsummer night's dream.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottom is so cute and stupid!!! he's stupid enough to think that everyone in the world is as stupid as him!!&lt;br /&gt;in case you didn't know, we're taking a midsummer night's dream for elit now.&lt;br /&gt;IT IS NOW MY FAVOURITE STORY IN THE WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;apart from hp, of course.&lt;br /&gt;DUH.&lt;br /&gt;*flutter fingers*&lt;br /&gt;gtg&lt;br /&gt;byebye:)&lt;br /&gt;marilyn's on the phone!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112842995100058541?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112842995100058541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112842995100058541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112842995100058541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112842995100058541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/10/bully-bottom.html' title='bully bottom'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112842953199262119</id><published>2005-10-04T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:40.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's something wrong with blogger. it's all weird and the box is frigging small.&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;MATHS TEST IS OVER!!&lt;br /&gt;FINISH!KAPUT!THE END! WAN LE!&lt;br /&gt;*overhead, angles sing and play the harp*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112842953199262119?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112842953199262119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112842953199262119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112842953199262119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112842953199262119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/10/theres-something-wrong-with-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112814615705114564</id><published>2005-09-30T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:40.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOF AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>OMG.&lt;br /&gt;NEW GOF PICTURES!!!&lt;br /&gt;INCLUDING A PICTURE OF DAN RADCLIFFE NAKED!!&lt;br /&gt;he looks really ugly, to tell the truth. what with all the hair plastered to his face and everything.&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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/harrybath.jpg.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/harrybath.jpg.jpeg" alt="" 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;TADAH!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;so pukey, bet you won't be able to sleep at night. (:&lt;br /&gt;and here's another picture of ICKLE RONNIKINS!&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/ron%21.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/ron%21.jpeg" alt="" 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;cute, i KNOW(:&lt;br /&gt;he's probably thinking about hermione and he has the krum figurine under his pillow!&lt;br /&gt;I HEART RON!!!&lt;br /&gt;and THIRDLY is a picture of KATIE LEUNG!!&lt;br /&gt;i know i hate her and everything, but i have to admit that she does look quite nice in this picture, in the cheongsam and everything.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/1600/choyuleball.jpg.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2225/867/320/choyuleball.jpg.jpeg" alt="" 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;there you go.&lt;br /&gt;EYE CANDY :DDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112814615705114564?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112814615705114564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112814615705114564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112814615705114564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112814615705114564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/09/gof-again.html' title='GOF AGAIN!'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112812874731258978</id><published>2005-09-30T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:40.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>again?</title><content type='html'>changed my skin.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;oh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i went to xiaxue's blog, seeing that she is the 'sexiest' blogger in the whole of singapore. it was quite nice, but she's really kinda self obsessed, to put a giant picture of herself as the skin?but she redeems herself, by liking harry potter and mentioning it a few times :D&lt;br /&gt; see for yourself at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xiaxue.blogspot.com"&gt;www.xiaxue.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;i have this sudden obsession with a series of unfortunate events, by lemony snicket(which i doubt is his real name. what parent would call their child LEMONY???). i am currently reading the hostile hospital, which i borrowed off marilyn.(:&lt;br /&gt;47 DAYS TO GOBLET OF FIRE&lt;br /&gt;47 DAYS TILL I SEE HERMIONE IN DRESS ROBES!&lt;br /&gt;47 DAYS TILL I SEE &lt;em&gt;RON&lt;/em&gt; IN DRESS ROBES!&lt;br /&gt;47 DAYS TILL I SEE THE INCREDIBLY FAKE DRAGON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warner bros should thank me for advertising HP so much on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112812874731258978?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112812874731258978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112812874731258978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112812874731258978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112812874731258978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/09/again.html' title='again?'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112788961127939638</id><published>2005-09-27T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:39.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>i'm in the library now, waiting for my dental appointment.&lt;br /&gt;oh the joy.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;i'm so bored.&lt;br /&gt;marilyn's next to me, doing the tickle tests.&lt;br /&gt;on my other side is a girl giggling to herself and looking at a gay-looj=king man with blond hair's pictures.&lt;br /&gt;WOW.&lt;br /&gt;that girl giggled again.&lt;br /&gt;today during class me and feli and marilyn and jiamin were bowing to each other and saying I'M SORRY and BAKA MOMO, which means stupid peach in jap. :)&lt;br /&gt;we're so lame.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for my birthday! 24 days! feli's promised to get me a goodie bag full of witchy stuff like wands and itching powder and things :) but she has to get me warheads too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 DAYS TO HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE.&lt;br /&gt;50 DAYS TILL I SEE DAN RADCLIFFE NAKED! :)&lt;br /&gt;50 DAYS TILL I SEE THAT IDIOTIC KATIE LEUNG KISS WITH DANIEL RADCLIFFE!!&lt;br /&gt;oh dont worry katie, dan is disgusting too. you can have him.&lt;br /&gt;:DDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112788961127939638?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112788961127939638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112788961127939638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112788961127939638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112788961127939638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post_27.html' title=':)'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112772677981978820</id><published>2005-09-26T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:39.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new skin!</title><content type='html'>changed my skin!&lt;br /&gt;oh, i know it's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;: DDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112772677981978820?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112772677981978820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112772677981978820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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seriously bored. i want to die of boredom. i do not feel like revising for maths but i probably should but don't bother because i am an lazy git. i also wanna change my blogskin but i cannot find anything nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oh well. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i got back my geog marks. : D it's ok, not really horrible but not very good either.&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL WHO GIVES A DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMM. LET ME THINK. MY PARENTS? IF I DO NOT DO WELL IT IS GOODBYE TO MY IPOD MINI.&lt;br /&gt;GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got myself a free watch cos mum bought a lip gloss and i got the lip balm. it's in strawberry flavour and i keep on smelling it halfway during class and passing it around so that others can smell it too.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S CALLED SPREADING THE JOY OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hafta go do the stupid music thingy. i bet ***** wouldn't do anything as usual and i have to do everything by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112772594298209952?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112772594298209952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112772594298209952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112772594298209952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112772594298209952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112752406935339908</id><published>2005-09-23T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:38.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am currently listening to 'nana' by superchick. it is such a nice song. :)&lt;br /&gt;it's what? 9.02 am now. i am online because i am a loser and i have nothing better to do. while other people are all doing eventful things like finding a cure for cancer i am merely sitting in the study, typing on my lousy keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;LALALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112752406935339908?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112752406935339908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112752406935339908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112752406935339908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112752406935339908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-am-currently-listening-to-nana-by.html' title=''/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112752352081395549</id><published>2005-09-23T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:38.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:DD</title><content type='html'>here's 17 ways to distract Voldie-poo while harry is searching for horcruxes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; 1. Choreograph an artistic dance interpretation of his life and struggle for power and then force him to watch it.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; 2. conduct a séance and pretend to channel the spirit of his mother. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; 3. Tell him he's been a "naughty boy." &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; 4. Pretend to be the Sorting Hat and apologize - apparently you were wrong, and he was meant to be in Hufflepuff. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; 5. Call him Ickle-Voldykins..and then run. Fast.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; 6. Ask him to guess which hand the last Horcrux is in.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; 7. Admonish him for cheating if he uses Legilimency. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; 8. Tell him you know where Harry is hiding, and Apparate before providing further details. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; 9. Dress up as Dumbledore and say you faked your own death. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; 10. Start an argument about Harry Potter shipping.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; 11. Tell him he's adopted and that he's really Hagrid's other half-brother. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; 12. Tell him Harry is his son and ask him if he's sure he wants to go through with Book 7 now, since it's become &lt;i&gt;"soooo Star Wars.&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; 13. Tell him one of his Death Eaters is actually a member of the Order using Polyjuice Potion - but refuse to tell him who it is. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; 14. If he gets rid of some Death Eaters in the process of figuring this out, then all the better for Harry! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; 15. Tell him that one of his enemies is plotting against him in the Forbidden Forest. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; 16. Tell him all about your enemy/rival and how he's nothing compared to them. Perhaps he'll go after them rather than Harry. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;17. Tell him his plastic surgeon did a terrible job with the "red-eyed snake look," and that he should've had the self confidence to age gracefully. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-mugglenet:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112752352081395549?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112752352081395549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112752352081395549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112752352081395549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112752352081395549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/09/dd.html' title=':DD'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112747634716893948</id><published>2005-09-23T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:38.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi.&lt;br /&gt;i changed my keyboard. now it is all hard and gross. the last one spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i dont even want to TALK about my maths marks. instead i shall talk about&lt;br /&gt;err.&lt;br /&gt;um...&lt;br /&gt;uhh...&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT IT.&lt;br /&gt;MY FAMILY.&lt;br /&gt;so apparantly I am the grandfather and jiamin is the mother and jassie-poo is the father and marilyn is my wife who is a lesbian with tessa and chloe is the family dog who insists she is an orphan.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;intersting i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! :DDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;i am in a weird mood today.&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to go swimming on sunday. : D&lt;br /&gt;chloe smsed me to tell me she bought my birthday present but she didnt tell me what it was.&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;-go listen to halo friendlies! : D LOVE THE SONG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112747634716893948?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112747634716893948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;i'm in the library now, blogging.&lt;br /&gt;ok, let me tell you about my wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;in the morning i was kidnapped by dragons and i went to the land of Remora where i battled my captors with a magic sword and killed the dragon by slaying off his gigantic head. then i went to the Twilight realm where i got sprinkled with faerie dust so i flew into the air and went to africa, where i saw a girrafe crossing the road.&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;HA!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;IT'S NOT TRUE!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'M LYING!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'M TAKING YOU FOR A RIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually all we did today is go to school and rot.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112737224653577150?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112737224653577150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112737224653577150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112737224653577150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112737224653577150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/09/hello.html' title='HELLO.'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112693333020946172</id><published>2005-09-16T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:37.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME AGAINST THE WORLD.</title><content type='html'>Hey boys, Hey girls, Hey anybody who will listen to me&lt;br /&gt;In case you havent noticed its just me against the world today&lt;br /&gt;I fell out of the wrong side of the bed and landed in the worst mood&lt;br /&gt;The stupid alarm clock screaming at me from across the room&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be nice im trying ot be reasonable but its oh so hard when i dont wanna be&lt;br /&gt;If your looking for that nice girl from the day before dont bother she dont live here anymore&lt;br /&gt;Cause its me against the world (oh what a stupid day)&lt;br /&gt;Yea its me against the world (just stay out of my way)&lt;br /&gt;and in case you havent noticed and in case you havent heard its just me against the world&lt;br /&gt;And the world is winning &lt;br /&gt;You should have let me stay in bed I've got this pounding in my head&lt;br /&gt;No nothings ok wont you stay out of my face today I'm slamming doors I'm slamming phones down&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for this temper tantrum&lt;br /&gt;Stay outta my way cause if you dont you'll be scared away &lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be nice im trying ot be reasonable but its oh so hard when i dont wanna be&lt;br /&gt;If your looking for that nice girl from the day before dont bother she dont live here anymore&lt;br /&gt;Cause its me against the world (oh what a stupid day)&lt;br /&gt;Yea its me against the world (just stay out of my way)&lt;br /&gt;and in case you havent noticed and in case you havent heard its just me against the world&lt;br /&gt;And the world is winning&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be impossible&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta tell you I'm seeing red [x3]&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make you believe what I say&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make you &lt;br /&gt;Cause its me against the world (oh what a stupid day)&lt;br /&gt;Yea its me against the world (just stay out of my way)&lt;br /&gt;and in case you havent noticed and in case you havent heard&lt;br /&gt;its just me against the world [x2]&lt;br /&gt;And the world is winning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112693333020946172?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112693333020946172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112693333020946172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112693333020946172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112693333020946172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/09/me-against-world.html' title='ME AGAINST THE WORLD.'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112686873884877904</id><published>2005-09-16T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:36.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead.</title><content type='html'>my blog is dead.&lt;br /&gt;BUT NOT ANYMORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;IT IS REVIVED!!!&lt;br /&gt;BY ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;today i went to marilyn's house to slack. we watched the series of unfortunate events( in which i didn't cry!) and went to friendster and drew all over a certain somebody's face..) i am still rather doubtful of friendster and i do not like it that much cos you can't really do ANYTHING with it, right? i mean, except begging people for testimonials, which is rather lame.&lt;br /&gt;today i was doing a CERTAIN SOMETHING outside the class and then suddenly this ANDES MOSQUITO flew onto my pinafore! OMG.&lt;br /&gt;i srcreamed like a headless hyena and went around flapping my arms.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;that was graceful, that was.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;alright. i shall go and read HARRY POTTER AND THE QUEST OF THE ROGUE WITCH which is an excellent fic even though the name is rather retarded. you can find this fic at HARRYPOTTERFANFICTION which is in my links section. :D&lt;br /&gt;byebye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112686873884877904?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112686873884877904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112686873884877904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112686873884877904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112686873884877904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/09/dead.html' title='dead.'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112631547861126859</id><published>2005-09-09T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:36.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME!</title><content type='html'>go here:&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Annie_zhou_yi_shu&lt;br /&gt;I MADE MY MARK IN THE UNIVERSE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112631547861126859?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112631547861126859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112631547861126859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112631547861126859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112631547861126859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/09/me.html' title='ME!'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112631490117015817</id><published>2005-09-09T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:36.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EWWW</title><content type='html'>you might not believe this.&lt;br /&gt;i don't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;EW.&lt;br /&gt;there is a band, in fact, called HARRY AND THE POTTERS.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;HARRY AND THE POTTERS.&lt;br /&gt;i knew from last year, but i kinda forgot about it, and now they're BACK!!!&lt;br /&gt;here is their webbie.&lt;br /&gt;visit it at your own risk.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.eskimolabs.com/hp/&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112631490117015817?l=loveyou-.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-10936530.post-112631371802214773</id><published>2005-09-09T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:35.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>uh.</title><content type='html'>good disney day to you!&lt;br /&gt;lame.&lt;br /&gt;i was just watching disney channel so i'm kinda weird. Disney tends to have that effect to people. Anyways i have realised that Walt Disney looks a bit like Hitler. Don't you think? i mean, they have the same mustache and the hair-plastered-to-forehead thing.&lt;br /&gt;i am completely, utterly and flatly broke.&lt;br /&gt;no money.&lt;br /&gt;why? you ask? (ok, maybe you didnt ask but i'm going to tell you anyway, cos this is my blog and i can do anything i want-MUAHAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;because i spent FOURTEEN DOLLARS on neoprints.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;*groans*&lt;br /&gt;but i have to give credits to the neoprints, they are quite nice, even the black one with the fish and the tadpole. hmm, jiamin?&lt;br /&gt;herbie was fantastic! but the ending was weird cos how can the yellow car move? :p and as jiamin says, the guy looks gay.&lt;br /&gt;we went to macdonalds and then this waiter gave us his autograph. siriusly. i mean, how thick can a person go? give him the peacock quill and he'll be Gilderoy Lockhart.&lt;br /&gt;i'm writing another story with Aditi! :D :D:D:D IF YOU HAVE ANY SUGGESTIONS FOR NAMES, PLEASE CONTACT ME VIA MY TAGBOARD. GIRL NAMES, PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;i blogged! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112631371802214773?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112631371802214773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112631371802214773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112631371802214773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112631371802214773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/09/uh.html' title='uh.'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112605519572224083</id><published>2005-09-06T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:35.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="HP1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Q: How many Rons does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A: Ron can't afford lightbulbs&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Q: How many Hermiones does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A: Lighbulbs don't work at Hogwarts, how many times do I have to tell you?!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Q: How many Snapes does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A: Zero. He gives Neville a detention and makes him do it instead.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Q: How many Harry Potters does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A: One. He holds the bulb and the world revolves around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q: How many Remuses does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Remus can't affor- um... let me get back to you on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q: How many Umbridges does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: She passes a decree making it illegal for lightbulbs to burn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q: How many Siriuses does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Sirius can't change lightbulbs! He's dead! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;(Advisory: joke funnier if you're Snape.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q: How many Centaurs does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: The lightbulbs are bright tonight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112605519572224083?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112605519572224083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112605519572224083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112605519572224083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112605519572224083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/09/stupid-jokes.html' title='stupid jokes'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112605429601694581</id><published>2005-09-06T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:35.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGLES.</title><content type='html'>i hate angles. i loathe them.&lt;br /&gt;ERRGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;i changed my blogskin! :D it's nice, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;jiamin, please can you just make me a blogskin? it would take you less then&lt;br /&gt;5 MINUTES.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;i was at the leaky cauldron just now, and there was this poll and most people think that harry's scar/harry is a horcrux. SEE? i'm right. but i dont think ravenclaw would have a tiara. a book, is more like. or maybe a wineglass?&lt;br /&gt;they have this potrait of JO here: http://www.mugglenet.com/viewer/?image_location=jkrportrait.jpg&lt;br /&gt;she looks very depressed. and the three boiled eggs are supposed to be her three children. why boiled eggs, of all food under the sun? why not chocolate muffins?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112605429601694581?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112605429601694581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112605429601694581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112605429601694581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112605429601694581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/09/angles.html' title='ANGLES.'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112589680372361231</id><published>2005-09-04T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:34.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got a new handphone! :D&lt;br /&gt;(i have just noticed that the smiley i have been using for so long looks very spastic. doesn't it?)&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A NEW HANDPHONE!!&lt;br /&gt;it has a camera and more importantly&lt;br /&gt;A MP3!!&lt;br /&gt;*happy happy happy*&lt;br /&gt;any moment now, i'd been dancing around a toadstool. of there were a toadstool, that is.&lt;br /&gt;i'm also thinking about changing my blogskin. if anyone finds any blogskins suitable, pls contact me via my guestbook, which i feel is rather dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112589680372361231?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112589680372361231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112589680372361231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112589680372361231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112589680372361231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-got-new-handphone-d-i-have-just.html' title=''/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112582126548591874</id><published>2005-09-04T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:34.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am drinking herbal tea now.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;but i still have to drink it, because there is nothing left in the fridge which is drinkable. there is no more orange juice or vanilla coke or yoghurt drink or even yoghurt, for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;sad.&lt;br /&gt;i went swimming today, in the morning. this little boy kept on tugging on my hair until i lost it and popped him one. then he cried and his father came and popped me one and the lifeguard had to come and tear us apart.&lt;br /&gt;actually i just got really annoyed and swam away. :/&lt;br /&gt;i feel like reading fanfiction.&lt;br /&gt;ok, now i shall go and red ffs.&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112582126548591874?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112582126548591874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112582126548591874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112582126548591874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112582126548591874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-am-drinking-herbal-tea-now.html' title=''/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112572829457541094</id><published>2005-09-02T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:34.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.fuuko.com/hpquiz.html&lt;br /&gt;this is a webbie you MUST go. it tells you how obsessed you are over harry potter. i am 62 percent obsessed. but alot of things do not qualify for me, as i do not live in London and i have never met Jo. :) i do own HP in more than one language, though. haha.&lt;br /&gt;just finished writing my book review. guess what book i wrote about.&lt;br /&gt;no gold star for you if you say harry potter. :p&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to the Big Splash on tuesday. hopefull feli and jas and tessa can come too. nut i'm quite sure tessa is coming. hoe can she not! :) and on thursday i'm off to watch Herbie: Fully Loaded with Jiamin. it's the first time i'm going out with her so..:D and later we're taking neoprints!! *getting excited* dad's paying for my movie cos i improved for my PPR. YAY top in LIT!!&lt;br /&gt;haha. but that's not really saying much.&lt;br /&gt;am off now, to revise for GEOG.&lt;br /&gt;bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTHER&lt;br /&gt;BOTHER&lt;br /&gt;BOTHER&lt;br /&gt;BOTHER&lt;br /&gt;BOTHER&lt;br /&gt;BOTHER&lt;br /&gt;BOTHER&lt;br /&gt;BOTHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. that felt good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112572829457541094?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112572829457541094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112572829457541094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112572829457541094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112572829457541094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/09/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112558383783946743</id><published>2005-09-01T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:34.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>idiot.</title><content type='html'>i drew a painting! or as i like to call it, a Masterpiece. with the capital M.:)&lt;br /&gt;here:&lt;br /&gt;http://artpad.art.com/artpad/painter/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112558383783946743?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112558383783946743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112558383783946743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112558383783946743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112558383783946743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/09/idiot.html' title='idiot.'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112546999501981627</id><published>2005-08-30T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:33.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;I was your girl&lt;br /&gt;Gave you my world&lt;br /&gt;My everything&lt;br /&gt;But you wouldn´t see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had your back&lt;br /&gt;I backed you up&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I did&lt;br /&gt;Was never enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just you&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;That’s all you ever thought about&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;No one matters like you do&lt;br /&gt;What goes around comes around&lt;br /&gt;You should know by now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet you never thought that I could break you&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that I would look the other way&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you had it all figured out&lt;br /&gt;But tell me who’s the one who’s crying now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The palm of your hand&lt;br /&gt;That was your plan&lt;br /&gt;Gave me no time&lt;br /&gt;But now you want mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about take&lt;br /&gt;You took too much&lt;br /&gt;Nothing inside&lt;br /&gt;I’m all used up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else matters like you do&lt;br /&gt;You know what I’m talkin’ ‘bout don’t you&lt;br /&gt;What goes around comes around&lt;br /&gt;You should know by now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet you never thought that I could break you&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that I would look the other way&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you had it all figured out&lt;br /&gt;But tell me who’s the one who’s crying now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On your one night stands&lt;br /&gt;(should’ve thought about that)&lt;br /&gt;Says she’s just a friend&lt;br /&gt;(should’ve thought about that)&lt;br /&gt;Are you satisfied now?&lt;br /&gt;(should’ve thought about that)&lt;br /&gt;Cause you can’t hold me down&lt;br /&gt;Not now&lt;br /&gt;I wanna thank you ‘cause now I’m free&lt;br /&gt;I can breathe again and I’m never going back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet you never thought that I could break you&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that I would look the other way?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you had it all figured out&lt;br /&gt;But tell me who’s the one who’s crying now&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet you never thought that I could break you&lt;br /&gt;(Bet you never thought that I could break you)&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that I would look the other way&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you had it all figured out&lt;br /&gt;But tell me who’s the one who’s crying now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112546990172681501</id><published>2005-08-30T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:33.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went back!!!!! to my primary school, i mean. on account of teachers day and everything.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw most of my teachers. actually the whole point of going back to your pri school is just to check out how everyone else looks and how the've grown.&lt;br /&gt;and everyone is so damn shallow. i mean, give me a BREAK. and all the guys are so damn TALL. and thir voices so DEEP.&lt;br /&gt;HULLO.&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;DEEPDEEPDEEPDEEEEEP.&lt;br /&gt;i saw alcina and xiangyi and qiaoyin and weilin and WGR and OZC and JQ and NLF and michelle tay and JH and michelle ho and vivian and myrna and everyone. even another michelle who didn't even graduate from nbps but came along for some weird reason. i saw MRS TOH and our chinese teacher!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;i walked around with xiangyi for a bit, and we went to see our teachers and gave them last-minute-bought fake flowers. but hey, it's the thought that counts. right?&lt;br /&gt;ok, i updated. am off to watch mean girls..&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112546990172681501?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112546990172681501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>depressed.</title><content type='html'>i am depressed. that, and unwanted.&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY LIKES ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;i need chocolate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112514923027689891?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112514923027689891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112514923027689891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112514923027689891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112514923027689891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/08/depressed.html' title='depressed.'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112514128088275644</id><published>2005-08-27T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:33.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mrt man called alan</title><content type='html'>today i was taking the mrt to the woodlands library, and then i caught a glimpse of the old MRT uncle. he was wearing a blue shirt and a blue cap. and his name... was alan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alan was born in a poor chinese family. he was the second son, and had a pompous older brother named Steven.  poor alan was frequently the object of scorn in him family, for he always failed his tests and all he did was play with toy trains.&lt;br /&gt;but alan had dreams, he had. he knew, deep down in his heart, that he was fated to become a MRT driver. wearing a smart blue cap and a crisp blue shirt. Oh! how SAUVE!&lt;br /&gt;but people scorned. alan ignored their mockings and continued to work hard. he went to the MRT drivers academy, where he trained hard. breakfast was worms and gruel every day, and teachers tortured the students, but alan persisted. and finally, he did it.&lt;br /&gt;he wore his blue cap and drove a big shiny mrt. while his brother steven worked in a hawker store selling hokkien mee wearing a white singlet and black ugly slippers.&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112514128088275644?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112514128088275644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112514128088275644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112514128088275644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112514128088275644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/08/mrt-man-called-alan.html' title='mrt man called alan'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112506596298664693</id><published>2005-08-26T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:32.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CLASS TEE</title><content type='html'>i.love.my.class.tee.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it is the most buautiful thing in existance on all of earth.&lt;br /&gt;it is more beautiful than ten mars bars put together.&lt;br /&gt;it is, even more stunning then a butterfly, fluttering it's frail wings.&lt;br /&gt;ok, lemme go check up BEAUTIFUL in the thesaurus. hold on.&lt;br /&gt;*rustle rustle*&lt;br /&gt;admirable, alluring, angelic, appealing, beauteous, bewitching, charming, classy, comely, cute, dazzling, delicate, delightful, divine, elegant, enticing, excellent, exquisite, fair, fascinating, fine, foxy, good-looking, gorgeous, graceful, grand, handsome, ideal, lovely, magnificent, marvelous, nice, pleasing, pretty, pulchritudinous, radiant, ravishing, refined, resplendent, shapely, sightly, splendid, statuesque, stunning, sublime, superb, symmetrical, taking, well-formed, wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH I LOVE IT&lt;br /&gt;it is also FULLY personalised, which means it has my NAME on it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am off to admire it, now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112506596298664693?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112506596298664693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112506596298664693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112506596298664693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112506596298664693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/08/class-tee_26.html' title='CLASS TEE'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112469244661992181</id><published>2005-08-21T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:32.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOATHE HER.</title><content type='html'>YOU SHOULD KNOW WHO YOU ARE.&lt;br /&gt;Iihave never wanted to go public about anything on my blog before, but this is fuc**** well different.&lt;br /&gt;*** **** ***, I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I LOATHE YOU WITH EVERY FIBRE OF MY BEING. I DETEST, DESPICE AND HATE YOU. I WOULD BE VERY GLAD TO STRANGLE YOU WITH MY BARE HANDS.YOU PETTY IDIOT.&lt;br /&gt;YOU STUPID PATHETIC IDIOT WITH ALL YOUR BLOODY TALK.&lt;br /&gt;GO BACK TO WHERE YOU ******* BELONG AND DON'T COME BACK.&lt;br /&gt;you slimy fugly biach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112469244661992181?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112469244661992181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112469244661992181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112469244661992181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112469244661992181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-loathe-her.html' title='I LOATHE HER.'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112417569312121086</id><published>2005-08-15T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:31.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>me.</title><content type='html'>i think i might have a personality disorder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112417569312121086?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112417569312121086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112417569312121086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112417569312121086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112417569312121086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/08/me.html' title='me.'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112417526063508992</id><published>2005-08-15T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:31.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>GREETING EVERYONE. i am severus snape, the potions master. i have usen a uber difficult spell to invade annie's blog and to confess of my sins.&lt;br /&gt;i am an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;yes, that is true. sad, i must admit, but true, all the same.&lt;br /&gt;i am also a shrivelling git with no manners and charm to speak of, i have bad hair days every eight days of the week and nostrils like little tunnels which trains could go through. i have not wahed my armpits for my whole life and my hobby is playing with snot-balls and torturing poor little harry potters.&lt;br /&gt;thanks you for you time and attention. now as a conclusion, i--&lt;br /&gt;annie: hey! snape! what are you doing in my blog?&lt;br /&gt;snape: i...i...&lt;br /&gt;annie: go away.&lt;br /&gt;snape: how dare you day that to ME, potions master and most faithful servent to the dark lo--&lt;br /&gt;annie: snapeboy, read my lips. GO AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;snape: egad! you said it again!&lt;br /&gt;annie: go away.&lt;br /&gt;snape: and again!&lt;br /&gt;*this continues for quite a while*&lt;br /&gt;snape: you have weakened me geatly but i will not give up, for i have the dark lord by my side.&lt;br /&gt;*sings* stand by me, stand by me___&lt;br /&gt;annie: snapeboy, go wash your hair.&lt;br /&gt;snape: no, that would ruin the handsome charm that i pose to my fans.&lt;br /&gt;annie: locomoto mortis!&lt;br /&gt;snape: PETRIFIED.&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112417526063508992?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112417526063508992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112417526063508992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112417526063508992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112417526063508992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112385570996692706</id><published>2005-08-12T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:30.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA</title><content type='html'>omg, this is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;http://jerrythefrogproductions.com/HarryPotter.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112385570996692706?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112385570996692706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112385570996692706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112385570996692706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112385570996692706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/08/haha.html' title='HAHA'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112385451026947812</id><published>2005-08-12T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:30.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLEH</title><content type='html'>sirius: this can't be! it absolutely CANNOT! but...the signs, they cannot be wrong. * runs hand across hair, looking worried and baffled*&lt;br /&gt;james: but...it hasn't happened for years now. there's no news about this at all! but the signs must be right. they have never lied. only this..&lt;br /&gt;wormtail:*stupidly* what?&lt;br /&gt;sirius:*ignores wormtail the weasel* but, why me?&lt;br /&gt;james: *shakes head* i don't know, mate. i don't know. but, your skin, your hands...there's no mistaking it.&lt;br /&gt;sirius: *wails* I HAVE TURNED INTO A GRAPEFRUIT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112385451026947812?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112385451026947812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112385451026947812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112385451026947812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112385451026947812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/08/bleh.html' title='BLEH'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112324334124467918</id><published>2005-08-05T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:30.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one sock left</title><content type='html'>just now i was reading the FUNNIEST fic! it's called one sock left, and here's an excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;*the one italics is sirius, and the one in blod italics is remus*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, lemme get this right: You *doubted* Remus!? I thought we already talked about this James, Remus is all-knowing! Do not doubt the Remus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ye of little faith! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, okay, he *doubted* you Remus – he didn’t say “Remus talks like a weirdo now”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s an expression!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh, sure, sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAH! I don’t know why I put up with either of you!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s because we’re good looking. You can’t help but be swayed by our devilishly good looks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;… I’m just not going to say anything.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh! Look! He’s swaying! Silence is agreement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Since when?!?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking is agreeing even more! Remus lurrrrrrrrvessss us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What the- what kind of word is “lurve”?!?!?!?!?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! He said it! He said “lurve”, he admits it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I DON’T GET THIS TWISTED LOGIC!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have to get love, Remus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’M NOT IN LUR- I MEAN LOVE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moony luuuuuuurvvessss me and James! He thinks we’re right stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO MORE BUTTERBEER FOR YOU! GIVE ME- I’M TAKING THE JOURNAL!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112324334124467918?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112324334124467918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112324334124467918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112324334124467918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112324334124467918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/08/one-sock-left.html' title='one sock left'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112324064237348679</id><published>2005-08-05T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:29.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ESCAPE</title><content type='html'>did you read the editorial on the HBP?? it is absolutely excellent and i have to take me hat off to that genius who wrote it. for those who do not know what i am talking about, please go to WWW.MUGGLENET.COM and all will be revealed.&lt;br /&gt;malay tikit barat on monday! we're apparantly supposed to wear this really flowery piece of cloth on our waist, and i'll be doing the drumming. oh god. on a PAIL. those big red ones.&lt;br /&gt;oh god. i mean, COME ON.&lt;br /&gt;how gross. but then again,at least i'm not doing the hand movements, which is grosser.&lt;br /&gt;i love SUGARCULT!&lt;br /&gt;*i'm bouncing off the walls again&lt;br /&gt;WOW WOW&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking like a fool again&lt;br /&gt;WOW WOW*&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i asked my mum if she liked Yuki or Kyo(from Furuba) and she said Kyo. :(&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE RIN!&lt;br /&gt;byebye_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112324064237348679?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112324064237348679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112324064237348679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112324064237348679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112324064237348679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/08/escape.html' title='ESCAPE'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112316228550939906</id><published>2005-08-04T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:29.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lala.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;today in school marilyn was freaking out because noone was practising their hand movements like they SHOULD be, but playing and drawing on the board like what we usually do when it is a free period or the teacher is absent. the national day thing it just MONDAY, but noone cares. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i would have to use a pail for my drum, which is just pathetic. i mean, come on.  A PAIL? but then again the rest of the cohort is using pails as drums too, so...&lt;br /&gt;here's a funny thing, just now when i was typing pails, i kept on typing apils. isn't that funny? ok, no, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;here's funny thing no.2: one day a bear and a bunny were pooping in the forest and then bunny asked:&lt;br /&gt;'don't you have the problem of having poop stuck to your fur?'&lt;br /&gt;and then the bear said 'no' and WIPED HIS BUTT WITH THE BUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;ok now, i have to go. at least i updated!&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112316228550939906?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112316228550939906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112316228550939906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112316228550939906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112316228550939906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/08/lala.html' title='lala.'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112262082252084987</id><published>2005-07-29T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:27.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>invasion :D&lt;br /&gt;haha!! :) HELLO YISHU :D&lt;br /&gt;hmph. angry with you. change my lovely dovey blogskin HMPH. &gt;:( tsk. tsk. and this is SCARY :D kay. BYEBYE :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112262082252084987?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112262082252084987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112262082252084987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112262082252084987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112262082252084987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/07/invasion-d-haha-hello-yishu-d-hmph.html' title=''/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112246856778330756</id><published>2005-07-27T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:27.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lindsay and project superstar</title><content type='html'>hello(:&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to lindsay lohan's 'anything but me' right now. i have her cd, so i'm listening to her songs a lot, cos it's the newest one i have. dad is watching project superstar and a guy is singing that idiotic song by energy. you know, the one that goes'&lt;br /&gt;hey, come on,&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;hey, come one,&lt;br /&gt;bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh...'&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm listning to disconnected. it is seriously the nicest song. the first time i listened to it, i CRIED. EVERYONE GO BUY THE LINDSAY CD!!! it is worth your $18.95 just to listen to that song. and you get the picture book. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;broken up again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;when i'm only not lonely when i'm lonely by myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;numb in pain again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;always backtracked forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;cos all in all i'm disconnected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;today school was fairly boring. i did well for my book reviews, though. after school, me and jocelyn went to mariLYN's house. (: i saw PUDDING!!! he was being a dear, as usual, shitting on the tables and etc. we edited the powerpoint slides and did a bit of lit.&lt;br /&gt;you know, i was just wondering what i would think of my posts if i were an outsider. probably that this girl needs an attitude adjustment.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;borrowed the 'who wants to be a millionaire?' book from the library today. i would fully win the one million bucks, i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;chinese spelling tomorrow, bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112246856778330756?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112246856778330756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112246856778330756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112246856778330756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112246856778330756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/07/lindsay-and-project-superstar.html' title='lindsay and project superstar'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112236734455943676</id><published>2005-07-26T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:27.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>alice</title><content type='html'>before you say anything, don't.i like my  new skin and i'm not going to do anything about it, so THERE.&lt;br /&gt;*sticks tongue out in an entirely immature manner*&lt;br /&gt;i'm in CCA again now, and it's boring. we spent 2 and a half hours learning how to use microsoft word without using your mouse.&lt;br /&gt;um, hello. if there was a mouse, then why not USE it, for god's sake???&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting my new glasses on friday, can't wait! (:&lt;br /&gt;gtg, bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112236734455943676?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112236734455943676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112236734455943676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112236734455943676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112236734455943676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/07/alice.html' title='alice'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112175843090163871</id><published>2005-07-19T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:26.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello&lt;br /&gt;today i lost my notebook during recess!!!!!!!!!!!!!the one with all my ... STUFF. i was going to DIE.imagine if this ignorant person set eyes on my book and she'll be all 'hmmph. what an idiot.' and she'll throw my notebook away !!!!!!!!!!!! i don;t think i can stand that. luckily i managed to get it back.&lt;br /&gt;during the free period fiona and the rest were preparing cheers.i don;t know why, but i let marilyn drag me into writing a cheer for the class. it went like this:&lt;br /&gt;(to the tune of that dumb cadbury ad)&lt;br /&gt;justice is going to win the champion&lt;br /&gt;no doubt that we will be number one&lt;br /&gt;eww. i don't even feel like writing the rest of the song down, it's so cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;****** waggled her finger at me today. i was throughly disgusted. somehow accio me a puking bag, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP DUMBLEDORE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112175843090163871?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112175843090163871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112175843090163871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112175843090163871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112175843090163871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/07/hello-today-i-lost-my-notebook-during.html' title=''/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112156100750455958</id><published>2005-07-16T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:26.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh.my.god.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygodohmygodohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;the hbp is in my hands at long last, and i have already finished reading it.&lt;br /&gt;*deep breath*&lt;br /&gt;ARAAGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;finally, this is OVER, and the next book would probably take another 2 or 3 years. THE AGONY!!!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;i have to admit, this book is not what i expected.&lt;br /&gt;****spoiler warning*****&lt;br /&gt;i mean, SNAPE is the half blood prince?? i had never expected that. i didn;t really know who would. but i thought, 'just not crookshanks or snape'. and now it turns out....&lt;br /&gt;xiangyi actually got it right! shows she's not that dumb, though i still can;t forget when she said hagrid would turn into a beetle. :D&lt;br /&gt;and bill and fleur is getting married!!!!!!!!!i think it's pretty exciting, actually.&lt;br /&gt;harry's quidditch captain and he can use the special bathroom. :)&lt;br /&gt;ok, i have to go re-read the book, can't get enough of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF BLOOD PRINCE&lt;br /&gt;on a scale of one to ten: 12&lt;br /&gt;on a jk scale of one to ten:8&lt;br /&gt;i have to admit though, i expected a bit more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-10936530.post-112117645062583634</id><published>2005-07-12T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:26.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>recarnation</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;i have decided that when i recarnate, i shall become a sheep. that would be the life, wouldn't it? so carefree and everything. all you do all day is just eat grass and baa. wait, do sheep eat grass? i suppose so..but i think they eat flowers more. ok anyways...&lt;br /&gt;if not, i will be a platypus. people would marvel at me and i will swim in swamps all day. basically, i wanna be anything but human. it is just too torturous.&lt;br /&gt;there is also the possibility that i would attain Nirvana, only without the big ears. i know it's supposed to be good luck and a sign of intelligence, but still...&lt;br /&gt;please, no offence. it is honestly what i think.&lt;br /&gt;also, i have decided that i hate my skin and am going to change it back to a hp one. there's a nice hippogriff one that chloe has...&lt;br /&gt;FOUR DAYS TO HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF BLOOD PRINCE!!! there's a new clue: when mrs wealey was taking care of the boggart and it was turning to all those dead bodies,(in ootp) have you noticed that it didn't turn into GINNY??&lt;br /&gt;there must be something going on with this, i'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;and alcina lee, just in case you're reading this, don't you dare tell me what happened in the end like you did with american idol and OotP. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112117645062583634?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112117645062583634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;THE CUT&lt;br /&gt;the cut is deep inside&lt;br /&gt;i cannot stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;too weak, too frail to fight&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing left to gain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're battling with our lances&lt;br /&gt;i fall off my gallant horse&lt;br /&gt;it's like i'm surrounded by fences&lt;br /&gt;there's no more driving force&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bleeding and not stopping&lt;br /&gt;the blood is at full flow&lt;br /&gt;my tears are never drying&lt;br /&gt;my past i can't let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cut goes even deeper&lt;br /&gt;wedged firmly in my heart&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i feel anger&lt;br /&gt;paralysed by fear like a dart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i know, i know. what. a. sadist.&lt;br /&gt;but then i was feeling depressed like how i am most of the time now, so...&lt;br /&gt;i wrote the poem in class, during english.  then there was this passage about how all the forest creatures were trapped in a forest, and then chloe, who is much of of a sadist than me, started saying ' ooh, what a nice smell. their welcoming squeals of pain.' then i rolled my eyes and went, 'oh yeah. the acrid smell of burning flech, and welcoming squeals of pain.' she thought it sounded poetic so i wrote it down, to finish my poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;the acrid smell of burning flesh,&lt;br /&gt;welcoming squeals of pain&lt;br /&gt;we are all left here to die&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing left to gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ok, i shall go eat some chocolate and reading ffs to cheer meself up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112081885895738749?l=loveyou-.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-10936530.post-112071771095437206</id><published>2005-07-06T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:25.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the case of the disgusting straws</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;i know that the title sounds stupid and nancy-drewish, but i was completely blank of inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;anyways, on to the topic, which is, surprise! disgusting straws.&lt;br /&gt;marilyn and tessa were telling me yesterday about how the straws in the drinks stall in school, vendored by mr mobeen, (incidentally, it is called the mr mobeen stall.or something.) is using RECYLCED straws. that is to say, they use the straws again. oh wait, i think that's reuse. anyways.&lt;br /&gt;have you heard of such an atrocity?????&lt;br /&gt;using the saliva coered straws again and again?????? just to save a few measly cents???&lt;br /&gt;if i get a deadly disease, i will fully sue the stall.&lt;br /&gt;ok now, bye.&lt;br /&gt;ps: NINE DAYS TO HBP!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112071771095437206?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112071771095437206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112071771095437206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112071771095437206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112071771095437206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/07/case-of-disgusting-straws.html' title='the case of the disgusting straws'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-112045350225412118</id><published>2005-07-03T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:24.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pig.</title><content type='html'>hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;i am a pig.&lt;br /&gt;this is the sole reason i can think of to why i have not updated for so long. i mean, i know noone comes to read it, but it is still a responsibility to myself.&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;i changed the skin, cos the maurauders thingy was kinda tiring to the eye after some while. this is my first NON-HP skin, like, EVER.&lt;br /&gt;i was, (am) feeling very depressed, so that skin looked so good. i changed the little moving thing at the side to 'disconnected' by lindsay lohan.i am not a very great fan of hers but that song is siriusly nice. i cried listening to it.&lt;br /&gt;L-A-M-E.&lt;br /&gt;it's weird, but i keep on thinking about the house of wax. and the woman in the window. i hardly dare to comb my hair now, so you can imagine what i look like now. oh wait, DON'T; you might die.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i am off now...&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-112045350225412118?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/112045350225412118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=112045350225412118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112045350225412118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/112045350225412118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/07/pig.html' title='pig.'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111612675715021794</id><published>2005-05-15T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:22.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spellmaker :D</title><content type='html'>i went to &lt;a href="http://www.harrypotterfans.com"&gt;www.harrypotterfans.com&lt;/a&gt; just now, and there was this spell maker game.&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO FUN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the spell i made----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;From the Standard Book of SpellsGrade Three&lt;br /&gt;The gilderoy lockhart Potion&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:One-half ounce harry potter powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;One spider tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Two vials essence of hermione granger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;seven drops oil of purple ron weasley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;17 hairs from the leg of a twenty eight annie zhou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Three silver hogwarts&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:In a cauldron, combine harry potter powder, spider tongue and essence of hermione granger. Brew over low heat, dance once every eight minutes until mixture is twenty eight and orange. Add the annie zhou hairs; stir twice. Drop in the silver hogwarts, one at a time.&lt;br /&gt;When mixture has boiled down, take the resulting cinders and pick your nose crossly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Incantation:Rumble fumble toil and gilderoy lockhartle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Whispius hermione grangerius flispiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it cute??&lt;br /&gt;make your own spell at &lt;a href="http://www.harrypotterfans.com/cgi-bin/spellmaker.pl"&gt;http://www.harrypotterfans.com/cgi-bin/spellmaker.pl&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111612675715021794?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111612675715021794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111612675715021794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111612675715021794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111612675715021794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/05/spellmaker-d.html' title='spellmaker :D'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111572910778741274</id><published>2005-05-10T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:21.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GoF posters...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;OMG. i just saw the GoF poster thingy. and let me tell you, it is totally WORSE than the PoA one. they didn;t even feature ron and hermione!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com/viewer/?image_location=gof/gofposterhuge.jpg"&gt;http://www.mugglenet.com/viewer/?image_location=gof/gofposterhuge.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;go and see for yourself. seeing is BELIEVING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111572910778741274?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111572910778741274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111572910778741274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111572910778741274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111572910778741274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/05/gof-posters.html' title='GoF posters...'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111547550289200583</id><published>2005-05-07T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:21.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm sorry about not posting for so long.. I was up to my nose with all the bloody projects and all.&lt;br /&gt;today i read an article about KARMA. i am growing to be fascinated with all these thingys... so i pasted the article here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 3 types karma:&lt;br /&gt;karma created in this life which results are experienced in this life&lt;br /&gt;karma created in this life which results are experienced in the next life&lt;br /&gt;karma created in this life and which results are experienced after many lifetimes&lt;br /&gt;Karma that is repeatedly done becomes very powerful. Karma that is done in relation to a powerful object such as one’s parents, etc. also becomes very powerful. This is true of even small harmful or disrespectful actions on the one hand, or small actions of service and respect on the other. This is especially true of actions done in relation to the guru, Buddha, Dharma, and Sangha. These are very powerful objects. Consequently, one can experience in this life the suffering results of negative actions committed in relation to the guru, Buddha, Dharma, and Sangha, as well as experience in this life the favorable results of any small virtuous actions done in relation to the objects of refuge.&lt;br /&gt;The four general outlines of karma are:&lt;br /&gt;1) Karma is definite. This means that having committed an action, one will definitely experience the appropriate result according to the kind of action done: virtuous actions bring positive results and non-virtuous actions bring suffering results.&lt;br /&gt;2) Karma is expandable. This means that once karma is created, its results will be experienced in many, many future lifetimes. Thus, the suffering result of a non-virtuous action will be experienced many times, not only in this life but in hundreds or even thousands of lifetimes to come. It is said by Nagarjuna - the great pandit who is like a second Buddha and who propagated the Mahayana teachings, especially those on emptiness - that if one cheats one sentient being, then the result will be that one will be cheated for a thousand lifetimes by others. This is from Nagarjuna’s text Letter to a King. One shouldn’t be careless even in doing one small negative karma thinking this wont hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;It is mentioned by Buddha in the sutra Dul lung, one small fire spark can burn piles of hay mountains high. Same, one shouldn’t think one small virtuous will not benefit me. Like the example, by collecting drops of water one a large bucket can be filled! Therefore one need to, by practicing remembrance and awareness, one should abandon even the smallest negative karma and practice even the smallest virtue.&lt;br /&gt;3) Karma always has a cause. If one hasn’t created the karma, that is, if one has not done the action that is the cause, one can never experience the result of that.&lt;br /&gt;4) Karma created is never lost. This means that once karma is created, it will not disappear of its own accord. If virtuous or non-virtuous karma is not interrupted, then it will never get lost. However, if karma is interrupted, then it can be destroyed. For example, by purifying a non-virtuous action, you can interrupt the potential to experience the suffering result. In order to interrupt negative karma, one must purify it through practices such as strong confession. If one has created negative karma such as the ten non-virtues or other negative actions, just living one’s life being scared, upset, and depressed, that alone is not a solution. The solution is to do something to purify the negative karma immediately. If negative karma has been created, then it can be purified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so cool, right? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111547550289200583?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111547550289200583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111547550289200583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111547550289200583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111547550289200583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/05/karma.html' title='Karma'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111495288273698077</id><published>2005-05-01T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:20.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I have just finished making the pictures for Aditi's CD. They are so nice i feel like keeping them for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So anyways, my story(for pple who don;t know, i am writing another book about heaven and hell&lt;only&gt; and AM still writing it. It was due two weeks ago. But then again, my editor is really weird. She wears black stockings with open toed sandals. Why is it that all editors have such a weird sense of fashion? I know, you can't judge a book by it's cover and all that, but still_________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111495288273698077?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111495288273698077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111495288273698077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111495288273698077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111495288273698077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/05/blah.html' title='blah.'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111495305337278024</id><published>2005-05-01T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:21.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>imcomplete</title><content type='html'>i have jsut realised that my previous post was incomplete. so _____&lt;br /&gt;my story is still stuck on chapter five, can i can;t get past the bit about Cameron struggling in hell. Why does thes things come so naturally with pple  like Jo, and with me?&lt;br /&gt;NIL.&lt;br /&gt;there. Now the post is complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111495305337278024?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111495305337278024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111495305337278024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111495305337278024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111495305337278024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/05/imcomplete.html' title='imcomplete'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111469728518934338</id><published>2005-04-28T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:20.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you know today i was so bored, i typed lalalala into the yahoo search engine. And then one of the results was 'lalalala. Poems etcetc' so i clicked that, and _______&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i saw this fantastic poem. it went like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah&lt;br /&gt;blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah&lt;br /&gt;blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blahblah blah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Isn;t this the BEST poem you have ever seen??? The author should be as famous as Shakespeare. And speaking of hime, i can;t get what ms kuan said about him out of my head--that he is just a dirty old man who has nothing better to do than to write poems about private parts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oh my god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111469728518934338?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111469728518934338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111469728518934338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111469728518934338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111469728518934338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/04/lalalala.html' title='lalalala'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111469598269440877</id><published>2005-04-28T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:20.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>da vinci</title><content type='html'>i am so sorry i haven't posted for so long, i had so much work and projects.... I WAS SERIOUSLY GOING TO DIE.&lt;br /&gt;i loaned the Da Vinci Code from JiaMin, and it is so totally creepy. Leonardo Da Vinci is GAY!!!!!! the mona lisa is actually a picture of himself. He just donned the hair and stuffed oranges under his shirt or whatever and drew the picture !!! i am so disgusted. And generally, the right side of things always represent men, and the left women. But right is always better than left! So Da Vinci as a goddess worshipper, drew Mona Lisa's left profile bigger than her right deliberately. That's why she has that secertive smirk on her face.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD. I am rambling, i know, but whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111469598269440877?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111469598269440877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111469598269440877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111469598269440877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111469598269440877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/04/da-vinci.html' title='da vinci'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111442885441114950</id><published>2005-04-25T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:20.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SURVIVOR</title><content type='html'>i survived!!! they put slime all over me and sprayed water, but i managed to SURVIVE.&lt;br /&gt;it seems i have no need for a will after all!!!&lt;br /&gt;chinese test tomorrow.*gulp*&lt;br /&gt;aditi is still away..i miss chatting with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111442885441114950?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111442885441114950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111442885441114950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111442885441114950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111442885441114950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/04/survivor.html' title='SURVIVOR'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111415582734864449</id><published>2005-04-22T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:20.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>adventure camp?</title><content type='html'>tessa and marilyn are now outside, trying t plan an adventure camp for me. They are determined to shock me into death. or at least watch me scream.&lt;br /&gt;so now i am going to write out my will, for fear that i will not survive this day.&lt;br /&gt;To Aditi: My discman and all my cds. ;), all my storybooks&lt;br /&gt;To my parents: My entire life savings and my furniture&lt;br /&gt;To Xiangyi: My clothes---------&lt;br /&gt;oh sh**. They're ready.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go. goodbye, everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111415582734864449?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111415582734864449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111415582734864449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111415582734864449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111415582734864449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/04/adventure-camp.html' title='adventure camp?'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111382919237302774</id><published>2005-04-18T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:19.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pop-ups</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;89 days to HBP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today when i was surfing mugglenet and there was this pop up thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it showed porn.&lt;br /&gt;i am seriously disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;this is kind of thing that tarnishes the mind of a poor, innocent child and brings the downfall of the society.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111382919237302774?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111382919237302774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111382919237302774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111382919237302774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111382919237302774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/04/pop-ups.html' title='pop-ups'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111365987145518675</id><published>2005-04-16T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:19.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hogwarts, a history</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i am bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;went to the library with chloe today...the books i borrowed are pretty ok...not particularly g8. I saw some FANTASTIC mugs!!!they had cute messages on it like'if mums were flowers, i'll pick you first!' and 'best grandma in the world' and stuff. i am going to buy mugs for EVERYONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Chloe bought a new wallet. It's about time. it's quite nice, but i think the white one was better. oh well. then we were broke so we just window shopped, we went to isrida and tried on all their tiaras:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;when i got home i had to do my crappy MATHS. have i mentioned that i HATE maths? after that i chatted with Xiangyi and Jiahao,the guy in my old primary school who never looks at the ground. he is still the same annoying idiot. he fuc*** me. How PATHETIC. then aditi came online!!!!! she sent me photos of herself, writing, thinking:), reading and stuff.SO CUTE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;haha..aditi will blow if she hears this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;we chatted a bit then i read hogwarts, a history. GO READ IT!!!! it is seriously a great fanfiction. (it's by some person called steve34)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oh yeah, and yesterday i went to &lt;a href="http://www.darkmark.com"&gt;www.darkmark.com&lt;/a&gt;, and i downloaded LOTS of cool fonts!!! ok, so technically chloe downloaded for me, but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111365987145518675?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111365987145518675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111365987145518675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111365987145518675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111365987145518675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/04/hogwarts-history.html' title='hogwarts, a history'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111338275393032540</id><published>2005-04-13T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:19.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homewok Overload!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>i'm sorry i haven't updated for so long...for the people who even come to my blog anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i have too much homework.&lt;br /&gt;i'. working on my story for the buddign writers competition. It's coming along nicely. i think.&lt;br /&gt;We have a new project to add to our numerous projects. board game. Yes, it seems that we cannot escape from the evil clutches of the board game, even in secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;i am going to sue the school for having a project fetish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111338275393032540?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111338275393032540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111338275393032540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111338275393032540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111338275393032540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/04/homewok-overload.html' title='Homewok Overload!!!!!!'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111302960625415030</id><published>2005-04-09T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:18.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, Prongs,&lt;br /&gt; Four friendships, true and strong&lt;br /&gt; Noble Gryffindors each one,&lt;br /&gt;How did we go so wrong?&lt;br /&gt;The times we spend at Hogwarts School,&lt;br /&gt;I knew you all so well&lt;br /&gt;But one was never what he seemed,&lt;br /&gt;Could any of us tell?&lt;br /&gt;Another two were strong and true,&lt;br /&gt; Brash, perhaps, but good&lt;br /&gt; So keen to help each other out,&lt;br /&gt;Do anything they could&lt;br /&gt;I was Moony, last one left,&lt;br /&gt; How strange that it should be&lt;br /&gt; When all of this was over with,&lt;br /&gt;The last one there was me.&lt;br /&gt;Not all of us are dead and gone,&lt;br /&gt;But I mourn all the same&lt;br /&gt; For two dead and one who tarnishes&lt;br /&gt;The good Marauder name&lt;br /&gt;First went Wormtail, filthy rat,&lt;br /&gt;Who turned from early on&lt;br /&gt;Though still alive, he’s better dead&lt;br /&gt;And from my heart is gone&lt;br /&gt;Dear Prongs fell next, at paw of rat&lt;br /&gt; Defending to the end&lt;br /&gt;A noble stag with life cut short&lt;br /&gt; By one he called a friend&lt;br /&gt;Now Padfoot, too has joined his friend&lt;br /&gt;And left me here alone&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I’d see the day&lt;br /&gt;When all my friends had gone.&lt;br /&gt;Now what of Moony, last one left,&lt;br /&gt;Just what can he do now?&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is sit and cry,&lt;br /&gt; And wonder, simply, how?&lt;br /&gt;Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, Prongs&lt;br /&gt;Four Gryffindors of old&lt;br /&gt;Where once I felt your warm embrace,&lt;br /&gt;There now is naught but cold&lt;br /&gt;The best of friends, the worst of foes&lt;br /&gt;It now is all the same&lt;br /&gt; Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, Prongs&lt;br /&gt;We have ourselves to blame&lt;br /&gt;We should have seen, we should have known,&lt;br /&gt;Now I just sit and sigh&lt;br /&gt;Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, Prongs,&lt;br /&gt; It's time to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;By Seven87Eight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111302960625415030?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111302960625415030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111302960625415030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111302960625415030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111302960625415030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/04/nice-poem.html' title='nice poem'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111278771122770669</id><published>2005-04-06T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:18.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah blah blah.......</title><content type='html'>hi.&lt;br /&gt;ok, this is weird. Who says hi to a blog?i am pathetic. But maybe not, if you think of it in another perspective. I mean, i'm actually indirectly saying hi to the people that would be reading this entry, right?&lt;br /&gt;so, hi people-reading-my-blog.&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;i downloaded this wallpaper from scholastic, harry potter o  course. It counts down and shows a harry potter fun fact every day. And it remembers all the hp characters' birthdays. :)cool, i know.&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE GO AND DOWNLOAD THAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha...i did the wizards challenge thingy, and i got, like, 48 marks. i should go and re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re(times around 15) the hp books again.&lt;br /&gt;well, bye.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, bye people-reading-my-blog.&lt;br /&gt;lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111278771122770669?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111278771122770669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111278771122770669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111278771122770669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111278771122770669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/04/blah-blah-blah.html' title='blah blah blah.......'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111245152829215423</id><published>2005-04-02T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:18.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS OVERLOAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i am doing my history, geography and chemistry thinking questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;what is the school's problem? why so many thinking qustions? can't they think for themselves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i am sick and tired of writing"i find 'insert subject u are writing thinking question on' interesting and enriching. i always look forward to'blahblah' lessons, and i hope the school will allow more more time for'blahblah'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i wanna puke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ah...the xi you ji script is with wei qi!!!no more worring about that for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hey!i did my fair share of work ok?i even did some of the props!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today i went to Chloe's house..at Kovan. it is practically at the other end of the planet. i took the wrong mrt there..I'VE NEVER TAKEN NORTH EAST LINE B4 OK? even though my dad designed the dobey ghaut thing...or at least he had something to do with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We went to take neoprints..the first one we took i looked HIDEOUS!!!!!!!! i mean, even more hideous than usual.omg...you DON'T want to see that picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;then the second one we took was fairly ok..i looked quite nice, actually. :)*gasp* seven $ gone!!!my poor, poor wallet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;then we went to Chloe's house to watch cheaper by the dozen..STARRING HILARY DUFF! i have to admit that she is not the greatest singer in the wrold, but she can act. :) it was soo nice, and i only cried a little bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;after that Chloe helped me fix my blog, so now you can read this.i repayed her with chips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;chloe's sister is really cute! she doesn't say much, though. all the talking gene went to Chloe..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ok..gtg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;byebye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ps only 99 days left to HBP! GASP... 2 digits now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111245152829215423?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111245152829215423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111245152829215423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111245152829215423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111245152829215423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/04/stress-overload.html' title='STRESS OVERLOAD'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111236090251173638</id><published>2005-04-01T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:18.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what have i done??????</title><content type='html'>oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to change my blog, but since i ma no good at these kind of things, it is now a mess.&lt;br /&gt;ideas, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;but it is kinda nice, right?&lt;br /&gt;once you ignore all the weird stuff.&lt;br /&gt;oh, god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111236090251173638?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111236090251173638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111236090251173638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111236090251173638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111236090251173638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-have-i-done.html' title='what have i done??????'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111233946585838845</id><published>2005-04-01T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:17.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>APRIL FOOLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>happy happy happy april fools!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;omg, i'm so happy. April's fool is the most important holiday of the year, besides halloween and christmas. and my birthday, of course.&lt;br /&gt;have you gone to mugglenet? they've got this april fool joke thingy. omg, it was so scary. they were all, mugglenet has been closed down permanently due to copyrighted issues related to warner bros. i was seriously going to die. So there i was, clutching Yu Heng's arm(we are in school you see) and then suddenly, GLORIOUS MUGGLENET WAS RESTORED!!!!!!!!!!! thank god.&lt;br /&gt;now thalia wants to use the com.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;haapy birthday to our favourite twins fred and george!!!!!!!!!*sniff*they're all grown up....&lt;br /&gt;lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111233946585838845?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111233946585838845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111233946585838845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111233946585838845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111233946585838845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/04/april-fools.html' title='APRIL FOOLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111210146382903513</id><published>2005-03-29T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:17.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maths Horoscope</title><content type='html'>i was searching for the meaning of friendship bands, you know, as reasearch, when i saw this thing, mathematical horoscope. it was pretty cool so here:&lt;br /&gt;http//.helmet.stetson.edu/~efriedma/horoscope/&lt;br /&gt;it's really cool, as even if most of you propbably arn't interested anyways..i'm a libra. or a e-bar, in matholang.(ha!i invented a word!)&lt;br /&gt;Libras are supposedly sweet, charming and chubby. If you've seen my photo, you'll know that i'm neither.&lt;br /&gt;Libras are patient and senimental. They get along with aries pple, aquarius pple, leo pple, gemini pple and capricorn pple.&lt;br /&gt;they don't get along with cancers, in particular.&lt;br /&gt;like you'd care.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111210146382903513?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111210146382903513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111210146382903513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111210146382903513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111210146382903513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/03/maths-horoscope.html' title='Maths Horoscope'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111184070823747430</id><published>2005-03-26T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:17.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DUH cube</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hey-llo people! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;only 110 days to The Big Day.i cannot wait. Siriusly.(haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i am currenting listening to my yahoo radio, and it is playing good charlotte's "the anthem"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*sings* don't wanna be youuuuuu..don't wanna be just like you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;neighbour yells:SHADDDUP!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Fine. i give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i am so bored..i was just working in the xi you ji script.. then i went around the house looking for stuff that i can use as props.came up with nail polish, glitter, this odd scarf, a fluffy pen which can be used as a magic wand and etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i finally finished reading blind beauty by k.m.peyton.it is soo sweet. ahh...now i'm reading the da vinci code, which jiamin lent me. i was barely ten minutes into the book, and it got gross already.but it fasinates me, in a morbid kinda way, so i'm going to keep reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ooh.now my yahoo radio is playing what i like about you by lillix.LILLIX RULES!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i watched the video yesterday, and it was soo cute! just go and suscribe to mtv, and you can get regular doses of such cute-ness.well, or you can just watch it on the net.but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;byebye, am off to read the excellent fanfiction, ONE SOCK LEFT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111184070823747430?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111184070823747430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111184070823747430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111184070823747430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111184070823747430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/03/duh-cube.html' title='DUH cube'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111171899260959362</id><published>2005-03-24T18:43:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:17.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>april fool..and harry potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i was just surfing mugglenet(what else?)when came across SUCH a cute article that i simply HAD to tell you about it.it would be against the law if i didn't. and besides, this is my blog, so i can do anything i want!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com/viewer/?image_location=4-05natgeo-hpspoof.jpg"&gt;www.mugglenet.com/viewer/?image_location=4-05natgeo-hpspoof.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111171899260959362?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111171899260959362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111171899260959362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111171899260959362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111171899260959362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/03/april-fooland-harry-potter_24.html' title='april fool..and harry potter'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111171899048775551</id><published>2005-03-24T18:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:16.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>april fool..and harry potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i was just surfing mugglenet(what else?)when came across SUCH a cute article that i simply HAD to tell you about it.it would be against the law if i didn't. and besides, this is my blog, so i can do anything i want!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com/viewer/?image_location=4-05natgeo-hpspoof.jpg"&gt;www.mugglenet.com/viewer/?image_location=4-05natgeo-hpspoof.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111171899048775551?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111171899048775551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111171899048775551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111171899048775551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111171899048775551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/03/april-fooland-harry-potter_111171899048775551.html' title='april fool..and harry potter'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111158583624893606</id><published>2005-03-23T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:15.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DANCE?MOI?OH NO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the new term. that always signifies something special. doesnt it? And appparantly for me, it meant that we'll have to DANCE. now if you've seen a picture of me, you would have known that i ma not  the dancing type. AT ALL. although i did do a bit of ballet when i was  five, but i was still in grade one.*sheepish look*i was the best grade one-er, though. We had this concert and i was the river, and i wore this blue dress with ripples on my head and i was the BEST RIVER IN THE WORLD. i mean, the other rivers couldn't hold a RIPPLE  to me.ok, fine, lame.But whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;um, what was i talking about before again? Oh yeah. the dancing.so anyways, i had thought that we'll be learning a new kind of english enrichment, like poems, or something, but NO they want us to dance.and it just so happens that my dancing skills are exactly nil.need a river?i'm yours. but hip-hop?give me a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;our teacher was this woman, who seemed particularly fond of blue(the boy band) and gazing into the mirror and then touching her forehead. Like she might faint from the beauty she sees, or something.but she was a pretty good teacher. we did a few steps and then she let us go. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;thank god. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111158583624893606?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111158583624893606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111158583624893606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111158583624893606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111158583624893606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/03/dancemoioh-no.html' title='DANCE?MOI?OH NO...'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111129679374537257</id><published>2005-03-19T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:15.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>harry potter. what else?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ok, so i was surfing mugglenet(as usual) and i saw this post about the covers of hbp. so, me being a potterhead, i'm gonna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com/viewer/?image_location=hbpadult.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; paste all these here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analyzing the HBP Cover Art&lt;br /&gt;The release of the cover art for the US and UK children and adult editions of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince on March 8th, 2005 has sparked debate over possible plot hints the covers may give. This page contains random notes and observations about the art.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;US Edition  by Mary GrandPré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com/viewer/?image_location=harrypotter6_HR.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The basin on the cover looks like a Pensieve, a very very old one.&lt;br /&gt;2. But a sharp reader emailed with the scholastic press cutting saying it was a "basin." Could it be some sort of basin to brew ancient potions in?&lt;br /&gt;3. Dumbledore looks knowledgeable, whilst Harry looks inquisitive. This probably means Dumbledore is showing Harry something.4. The colour of the mist is green, a colour associated with magic and also to the Slytherin colors of green. It is also associated with the killing curse Avada Kedavra.5. Dumbledore appears on this cover and also on the UK children's edition. Could this mean Harry and Dumbledore develop a closer relationship and have more contact in the sixth book?&lt;br /&gt;6. Is there a possible error in this picture? In PS/SS, Harry said his wand arm was his right hand. He is holding his wand in his left hand. (Thanks Jess!) However, Harry was also holding his wand in his left hand in OOTP&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;UK Children's Edition by Jason Cockcroft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com/viewer/?image_location=hbpchild.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The book is similar in colouring to COS, just a darker shade of blue. This could be a link to Jo Rowling's spoiler that COS is one of the most crucial books to the series. JK has also said the first chapter of HBP is the similar to the one she was going to use to start off the second book.2. Dumbledore is protecting Harry, who looks scared and vulnerable. It's possible he's in a threatening situation with Voldemort.&lt;br /&gt;3. The swirling fire looks like a pretty complex spell coming out of Dumbledore's wand. It could be some form of protection for them both.4. It is interesting to observe the faces of Harry and Dumbledore. Depending on your interpretation, Dumbledore looks angry, scared, or just fierce and powerful. If Dumbledore has a glimmer of fear in his eyes, what could possibly make him scared? (Thanks Jess!)&lt;br /&gt;Here is a close-up of the cover:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UK Adult's Edition  Photograph by Michael Wildsmith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com/viewer/?image_location=hbpadult.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The photo is a very old and battered copy of "Advanced Potion Making," which could mean Harry is somehow studying NEWT level potions!&lt;br /&gt;2. Because the cover is tatty, and Harry can usually afford to buy his books new, it might be a clue to the history behind Snape - in what way did he save Voldemort? Could this tattered book be a clue?&lt;br /&gt;3. With Snape being the potions master, this cover is clearly about him. When introducing the book, editor Arthur Levine specifically mentioned rumors about Snape being the Half-Blood Prince, but wouldn't say anything either way. This certainly makes it more likely that he is.&lt;br /&gt;3. The author of the book is Libatius Borage. Libatius means "libation" (liquid offering) in Latin, and Borage is a medical plant. Whilst this could be one of JK Rowling's interesting names, could the name be a hint to what type of potions are inside (medical potions)?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111129679374537257?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111129679374537257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111129679374537257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111129679374537257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111129679374537257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/03/harry-potter-what-else.html' title='harry potter. what else?'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111129647744899140</id><published>2005-03-19T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:15.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i am very insulted by the results of my quiz. Why does so many people think that my IQ is so low? i happen to be a very intelligen person, just that i don't look it. anyways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'M GOING TO EARN MONEY FROM THE YOUNG AUTHORS' SCHEME!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;omg.this is so totally cool. These are the things i am going to buy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*the good charlotte cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*bonnie mckee cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*eragon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*the thief lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*all gerald morris books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*at LEAST 100 chocolate frogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*freaky friday dvd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;* new shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*this HUGE  set of glittery pens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;that's the present plan anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oh yeah, and i suppose i have to buy something for my parents. i'll buy dada a proper apron. the one he's wearing now is an insult to the eyes. and mum a nice bracelet.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ooh. and i suppose i also have to save up, if i really want to live in a castle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;go and do my quiz ok? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111129647744899140?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111129647744899140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111129647744899140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111129647744899140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111129647744899140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-quiz.html' title='my quiz'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111111035048422541</id><published>2005-03-17T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:15.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my very own quiz</title><content type='html'>hihi! :)&lt;br /&gt;i made a Quiz for You on QuizYourFriends.com&lt;br /&gt;CLICK on the link below or PASTE it into your browser.&lt;a href="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=050317073424-32425" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=050317073424-32425&lt;/a&gt; it's super easy.. REALLY! :)&lt;br /&gt;it's very fun.. go take it!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111111035048422541?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111111035048422541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111111035048422541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111111035048422541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111111035048422541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-very-own-quiz.html' title='my very own quiz'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111111011144211242</id><published>2005-03-17T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:15.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my day</title><content type='html'>ok, today we had the young authors thing. it was pretty ok, i guess. Chloe told me that i should wear a skirt(there was a photo shoot) but then everyone there was wearing jeans~!!!!!!i was ready to kill her.&lt;br /&gt;the photo shoot was totally weird. The photographer, Sam, was this old guy and he kept on saying stuff like"ooh, this one is a nice candid shot,", then he'll keep on shouting out loud"don't look at me!!!!"i mean, who won't look at a guy when he's bellowing at the top of his lungs? Geez.&lt;br /&gt;we gad this illustrstor coming over to teach us to draw the stuff. His name is Fandi or something like that. I thought he looked a bit like Taufik. horrible grammer sense, though.&lt;br /&gt;After that me and chloe went to Toa Payoh. i bought the Kelly Clarkson cd!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*sings* Joy to the world...&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111111011144211242?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111111011144211242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111111011144211242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111111011144211242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111111011144211242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-day.html' title='my day'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111075744552473155</id><published>2005-03-13T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:14.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>this has to be the best day of my life. i mean, really. BECAUSE I PREORDERED HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF BLOOD PRINCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;even the exclamation marks are not suffice to express my feelimgs right now. It's bloody 7.30 in the morning, but i don't care. EEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;when i got hold of that purple card, which was  my ticket to HARRY POTTER, i really wanted to cry. Half because, well, i finally got my hands on that card, but also because 2 years ago, my best friend was still in Singapore and we could have went to preorder together...but now......&lt;br /&gt;ok. i am not going to pull a dampener. i just wish aditi was still here. :)&lt;br /&gt;only 125 days to the enlightenment....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111075744552473155?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111075744552473155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111075744552473155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111075744552473155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111075744552473155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post.html' title='!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111060635225171781</id><published>2005-03-11T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:14.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>grades</title><content type='html'>i got my report card. It sucked. Need i say more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111060635225171781?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111060635225171781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111060635225171781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111060635225171781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111060635225171781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/03/grades.html' title='grades'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111035884692858196</id><published>2005-03-09T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:14.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i have grown quite fond of the colour purple. it's like, i feel really calm when i see it. and i'm not really calm often nowadays. i swear, the teachers are trying to kill us.oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;         2 days to holidays!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that is like, my only source of consolation. if not, i would totally be writing my suicide note by now. Sorry, i'm feeling very dramatic right now. FIRE!FIRE!FIRE! hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;       not funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111035884692858196?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111035884692858196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111035884692858196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111035884692858196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111035884692858196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/03/bored.html' title='bored...'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111008417205056709</id><published>2005-03-05T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:14.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>simple plan/harry potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oh my god!!!!!!!i just discovered the cutest song!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it's to the tune of simple plan's 'addicted'. if you haven't heared that song, you might as well as stick your head in a barrel of slime and never resurface again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the tune of Addicted by Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;I know you're coming again&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;I'm connec-I'm connected to you&lt;br /&gt;You have tried to count me out&lt;br /&gt;And even tried to kill me&lt;br /&gt;Do you think it'll work?&lt;br /&gt;I was just a little baby, but you cursed me anyway&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to forget that I'm connected to you&lt;br /&gt;And I hate it, cause I feel youI'm connected to you&lt;br /&gt;It's not overCan't forget what you did&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never be an ordinary kid&lt;br /&gt;Scar-maker! scar-maker! scar-maker..&lt;br /&gt;Since the night you broke in&lt;br /&gt;And turned me into an orphan&lt;br /&gt;Still connec-Still connected to you&lt;br /&gt;I think you know that I see&lt;br /&gt;What makes you mad or angry&lt;br /&gt;Can't you feel me in your head?&lt;br /&gt;I was just a little baby,&lt;br /&gt;They did all that they couldJust to save me&lt;br /&gt;But 'cha cursed me anyway&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to forget thatI'm connected to you&lt;br /&gt;And I hate it, 'cause I feel youI'm connected it you&lt;br /&gt;It's not overCan't forget what you did&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never, be an ordinary kid&lt;br /&gt;Scar-maker! scar-maker!&lt;br /&gt;When will you go away?&lt;br /&gt;Can't I live a normal life?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm so patient..&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you just die?&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to forget thatI'm connected to you&lt;br /&gt;And I hate it, 'cause I feel youI'm connected to you&lt;br /&gt;It's not over,Can't forget what you did&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never, be an ordinary kid&lt;br /&gt;Scar-maker! scar-makerScar-maker!&lt;br /&gt;I'm connected to you&lt;br /&gt;Scar-maker!I'm connected to you&lt;br /&gt;Scar-maker!I'm connected to youScar-maker!&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Tuyen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this is seriously the cutest song. i've got it stuck in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*SCAR- MAKER!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111008417205056709?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111008417205056709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111008417205056709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111008417205056709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111008417205056709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/03/simple-planharry-potter.html' title='simple plan/harry potter'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-111008355199824281</id><published>2005-03-05T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:13.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>china</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;it's confirmed- i'm going back to china during the june holidays!!!!! i totally can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;                                      ~~~annie's list of stuff to bring to china~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;books:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;* harry potter and the prisoner of Azkaban(it's so small, right? and i have to have at least one hp bk with me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;*harry potter and the chamber of secrets(paperback. it's practically MINISCULE.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;*harry potter the pilosopher's stone(can you give me a gd reason why NOT to bring it?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;*harry potter and the goblet of fire(i might as well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;*harry potter and the order of the phoenix( well... just because!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;and princess diaries, inkheart, the exciles, redwall, switchers, lord of the rings....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;oh god. i give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-111008355199824281?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/111008355199824281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=111008355199824281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111008355199824281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/111008355199824281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/03/china.html' title='china'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-110991402729022627</id><published>2005-03-05T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:13.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>voldie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;yes, yes...i know i said i won't paste up any more hp stuff, but this is just too cute to resist!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;103 Ways to Annoy, Harass, Confuse or Generally Scare Lord Voldemort&lt;br /&gt;Sure-fire ways to get yourself killed, or at least Crucio'd round the block and back again&lt;br /&gt;by Amanda Lack (stars_planets_clocks)&lt;br /&gt;1. Ask him why he 'doesn't have such a cool scar?'&lt;br /&gt;2. Laugh at him.&lt;br /&gt;3. Wake him up by singing Beach Boys songs in his ear. 'Round, round, get around, I get around...'&lt;br /&gt;4. Knit him things. Really hideous things.&lt;br /&gt;5. Give him kangaroo-ears for a month.&lt;br /&gt;6. Smile during Death-Eater meetings and say you taught him everything he knows.&lt;br /&gt;7. Chew bubblegum all the time. Should he address you, your only response will be a series of huge bubbles in quick succession, the last of which will burst everywhere and make a mess.&lt;br /&gt;8. Dance the Funky Chicken.&lt;br /&gt;9. Ask him when was the last time he took a bath.&lt;br /&gt;10. Pat him on the head and give him flowers when his plans are foiled yet again.&lt;br /&gt;11. If you ever need to say 'Like taking candy from a baby', be sure to add 'Of course, SOME of us might find that harder than others.' Stare pointedly at him.&lt;br /&gt;12. Play 'knock-&amp;amp;-run' at his bedchamber door late at night.&lt;br /&gt;13. Call him 'The-man-who-let-the-boy-live'&lt;br /&gt;14. Ask why the Dark Mark couldn't look like something 'more socially acceptable?'&lt;br /&gt;15. Insist that you have met chunks of cheese with more cunning plans than his.&lt;br /&gt;16. Pinch him. Make sure he squeals.&lt;br /&gt;17. Be cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;18. When he tries to impress you with his powers say 'Awwwww, lookit. Voldie's got a twiggle!'&lt;br /&gt;19. Try to teach him to play a mouth organ.&lt;br /&gt;20. Roll your eyes during plotting sessions and say things under your breath like 'You're the boss, boss' or 'It's your funeral.'&lt;br /&gt;21. Greet him in the mornings with a sarcastic 'My sir, you look particularly menacing today.'&lt;br /&gt;22. Taunt him about his middle name. 'Marvolo? Whats that, a washing detergent?'&lt;br /&gt;23. Keep a 'good-behaviour chart'. Award points and give out gold stars.&lt;br /&gt;24. Magic-marker Potter-style glasses on him while he sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;25. Apparate into and out of his room rapidly. Do this non-stop for an hour. *poof* there *poof* gone *poof* there....&lt;br /&gt;26. Play cards with him. Tell him he has no poker-face and how does he expect to rule supreme without one?&lt;br /&gt;27. Let off party-poppers in his face whenever the urge strikes you.&lt;br /&gt;28. 'Did you even HAVE a girlfriend? Like, ever?'&lt;br /&gt;29. Get a pair of finger puppets closely resembling himself and Harry Potter. Re-enact all of Harry's victories over him in a spectacularly childish way. Be sure to give them both squeaky voices.&lt;br /&gt;30. Anytime he enters any room, insist on entering first and announcing him grandly.&lt;br /&gt;31. In these announcements, fake a trumpet noise and give him an equally fake drumroll.&lt;br /&gt;32. Exclaim sarcastically 'You're breakin' my little heart here, o dark one' whenever he starts to talk of what has caused to become who he is.&lt;br /&gt;33. Encourage him to 'think happy thoughts!'&lt;br /&gt;34. Ask him to give you written summaries of his sinister plots for revenge and war. Correct his spelling.&lt;br /&gt;35. Mock his choice of Quirrel as a 'host'.&lt;br /&gt;36. Tell you think a yoga class could 'cure him of his wicked ways'&lt;br /&gt;37. Get the song 'Mr. Tambourine Man' stuck in his head.&lt;br /&gt;38. If he's having evil-plotter's-block in one of his scheming sessions 'Wingardium Leviosa' a light bulb to float above his head. Turn it on. Look offended when he gets angry and say you 'thought you were helping!'&lt;br /&gt;39. Tell him constantly to stop repressing his anger.&lt;br /&gt;40. Buy him a stress ball.&lt;br /&gt;41. Hint that he is only a character in a book and will never triumph.&lt;br /&gt;42. Call him Tommy-boy.&lt;br /&gt;43. If you're feeling gutsy, call him Voldie-poo.&lt;br /&gt;44. Whack him in the arm and say 'mosquito' - every few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;45. Say he 'looked better under the turban'&lt;br /&gt;46. Eat his pet snake. Offer him some.&lt;br /&gt;47. Endeavour to teach him to steeple his fingers, lean back and say 'Eeeexcellent'.&lt;br /&gt;48. Start drawing outlandish parallels between his life story and 'Star Wars'. Talk at great length.&lt;br /&gt;49. Be generally in awe of him and never look away.&lt;br /&gt;50. 'Imperius' his Death Eaters into a rousing chorus of 'All Things Bright And Beautiful'&lt;br /&gt;51. Shower him with confetti and rice, anytime you think he needs to make a 'grand entry'.&lt;br /&gt;52. Paint all the Death-Eater masks with bright colours and glitter.&lt;br /&gt;53. Throw him a 'care-bears' themed birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;54. Tell him what Snape's really up to.&lt;br /&gt;55. Politely exclaim now and again that you 'don't know how he can be so afraid of dear old Dumbles'&lt;br /&gt;56. Sing 'California Dreamin' at the top of your lungs when he's trying to have an 'evil moment'&lt;br /&gt;57. Should you ever be eating with him - drum tunes with your cutlery, play with your food and blow bubbles in your chocolate milk.&lt;br /&gt;58. Ask him to dance a polka with you.&lt;br /&gt;59. Work cutesy phrases like 'pushing-up-daisies' and 'smooth-as-a-baby's-bottom' into conversation as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;60. Ask him if he's sure 'the whole evil-maniac-out-for-power-and-revenge thing isn't getting a bit old?'&lt;br /&gt;61. Get him to play 'Twister' with you.&lt;br /&gt;62. Tell him you know this great therapist in London....&lt;br /&gt;63. Throw tupperware parties. Insist he sit through them.&lt;br /&gt;64. Tell him you've met plently of people more evil than he.&lt;br /&gt;65. Hide his teddy bear. That ALWAYS makes him cry.&lt;br /&gt;66. Get him a plant. Act mortally offended when he doesn't water it and it dies.&lt;br /&gt;67. Steal, snap and bury his wand.&lt;br /&gt;68. Tell him Lucius did it.&lt;br /&gt;69. Give Rita Skeeter full knowledge of his whereabouts and contact details.&lt;br /&gt;70. Remind him that he isn't even really alive.&lt;br /&gt;71. Write him a theme song. Start singing it whenever he is about to do or say something particularly clever and nasty.&lt;br /&gt;72. Offer to sacrifice Draco Malfoy 'to the cause'&lt;br /&gt;73. Insist on reading him bedtime stories. Include 'The Ugly Duckling'&lt;br /&gt;74. Make vague allusions to Harry Potter being his son.&lt;br /&gt;75. When he's done something particularly nasty - cross your arms, waggle a finger and say 'Now now, do you really think Salazar would have approved of that?'&lt;br /&gt;76. Ask him how he can possibly wish to harm a single hair on the head of 'that sweet, innocent, cute little boy.'&lt;br /&gt;77. Tell him Wormtail has a crush on him.&lt;br /&gt;78. Finish all your sentences with the words "in accordance with prophecy."&lt;br /&gt;79. Leave disgusting and rotting dead things near him. Insist that it is 'Aromatherapy'&lt;br /&gt;80. Begin any question you ask him with 'Riddle me this!' Emphasis on Riddle.&lt;br /&gt;81. Do not EVER act in the slightest way intimidated by him. Treat him as you would an eccentric aquaintance.&lt;br /&gt;82. Cuddle him at random moments.&lt;br /&gt;83. Sign him up for Little-League.&lt;br /&gt;84. Ask him why he's afraid of a frail old man with a beard the size of a beehive and can't fight babies.&lt;br /&gt;85. Throw biscuits at him. Constantly.&lt;br /&gt;86. Tell him you think evil master plans of world domination are 'kind of girlie'&lt;br /&gt;87. Quote Argus Filch. Insist HE will one day rule the wizarding world.&lt;br /&gt;88. Wonder aloud whether the name Voldemort commands as much respect as, say, Potter or Dumbledore.&lt;br /&gt;89. Mimic everything he says in a sing-song voice.&lt;br /&gt;90. Mimic everything he does with exaggerated limb-movements.&lt;br /&gt;91. Write sonnets for him.&lt;br /&gt;92. Insist he help you with the newspaper crossword every morning.&lt;br /&gt;93. Follow a few paces behind him, spraying everything he touches with a can of disinfectant.&lt;br /&gt;94. Tell people he's 'really just a big softie'&lt;br /&gt;95. Psychoanalyze him. Conclude that he is 'mildy depressed' and 'a bit of a control-freak'.&lt;br /&gt;96. Mock his baldness.&lt;br /&gt;97. Smile and say loudly 'Who loves you, Volders?' at inopportune moments. (Ie: another of his attempted 'evil moments')&lt;br /&gt;98. Get him drunk.&lt;br /&gt;99. Drag out a banjo at Death Eater revels and start playing 'Kumbayah'&lt;br /&gt;100. Let him catch you trying on Death-Eater robes.&lt;br /&gt;101. Be Harry Potter. Be alive.&lt;br /&gt;102. As he's plotting dark deeds, pretend to cough and mutter things like "Not gonna work," or "stupid."&lt;br /&gt;103. Call him "Champ" or "Tiger." Refer to yourself as "Coach."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Cute, isn't it? I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-110991402729022627?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/110991402729022627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=110991402729022627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110991402729022627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110991402729022627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/03/voldie.html' title='voldie'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-110984675177701126</id><published>2005-03-03T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:13.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i jst came home from CCA, and i saw this cat. it had all her bones jutting out from her body, and her fur was so unkempt, it was worse than mine. Yeah, impossible, i know, but it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and the worst thing was, it was half-blind. one of her eyes were bright green, and the other was milky white. i wanted to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i called her Aradia(it means crow in old english, cos she's got black fur) and i fed her bits of my oreo.i tried petting her but she wouldn't let me. She was shying away, and let looking desolately at me, but i felt so useless. When mum called me up for Dinner, and i had to go, Aradia started to follow me around and i cried and cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-110984675177701126?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/110984675177701126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=110984675177701126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110984675177701126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110984675177701126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/03/cat.html' title='the cat'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-110975891889023050</id><published>2005-03-02T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:13.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>me!</title><content type='html'>i'm taking moi first step to becoming a famous author. The story i wrote a year ago is going to be one of the 40 short stories, compiled by that author, Catherine koo, who is frankly not very famous and kind of weird, cos she wears orange sunglasses and has this massive collection of flowery leggings. But still, i think she is the best person in the WHOLE WIDE WORLD, (Apart from J.K.Rowling, of course) flowery legging and all. SHE MADE MY DREAM COME TRUE!!!!!!!!!! thamk you, Catherine Koo. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;but Aditi, ny bestest friend, is in India now and she wouldn't be able to attend the thingy. Lucky her! Some weird pple are going to take picyures and frankly, i have to say that i am not exactly Miss Photogenic. Some people have all the luck. But still!&lt;br /&gt;i'll have to go to Anderson Primary on the 17 and 18th of March, to do all thsoes final preparations for our book. We have to illustrate it ourselves! Frankly, i am not looking forward to that bit either. i mean, i can't even draw a peanut right. When i draw humans, they look like cucumbers with dispoportioned heads and limbs. People will think i inspire ideas for the X-Men, or something. People will probably go blind with horroe when they see my pictures. Tyen i'll have to go to a girls home. Not the way i choose to go. Wjen i die, i'll be in this white dress, with all my hp books around me, and clutching a white rose in my pale, frail hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-110975891889023050?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/110975891889023050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=110975891889023050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110975891889023050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110975891889023050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/03/me.html' title='me!'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-110959246314048651</id><published>2005-02-28T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:12.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hp, duh...</title><content type='html'>halo!&lt;br /&gt;ok, all my friends told me tt the entry i posted about percy was way too long, so i've decided to stop pasting half of mugglenet into moi blog.&lt;br /&gt;today i went downsatairs to help my mum carry the groceries, and cos she said her feet were sore, i traded shoes with her. Never again. Let me tell you, it's way hard to walk around in2 inch heels. i have first hand experience.Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;i've made a resolution never ever to wear heels again--not even during my wedding. i'll just walk aroung in sneakers. And beside, the whole point of things are totally lame. Noone can see your feet under all those frilly layers of sash anyways. i mean, if heels were really that cool, men would be wearing them too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-110959246314048651?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/110959246314048651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=110959246314048651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110959246314048651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110959246314048651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/02/hp-duh.html' title='hp, duh...'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-110948443762876381</id><published>2005-02-27T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:12.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>halo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok,anyways, i was just reading this theory by bob s--something, and it's so fantastic i've decided to paste it here for all to see. We all know that Jo Rowling often chooses significant names for her characters, names that reflect on the character's, erm, character. Hagrid, for example, is often haggard -- that is, tired and put upon. Umbridge took umbrage at everything. Rita Skeeter was always buzzing around like a mosquito (in her case literally). And Gilderoy Lockhart was a Gilded Boy -- a fake Golden Boy -- who seemed to have a lock on every woman's heart.&lt;br /&gt;What are we to make, then, of Percy Ignatius Weasley?&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit that at first I thought he would be a noble hero. Until OotP none of us knew his full name, so I assumed "Percy" was short for Percival. Now, Sir Percival was one of King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table, one in fact who continued searching for the Holy Grail, the quest Arthur had assigned him, even after the others had given up. That is probably where the word "persevere" comes from. So I thought this boded well for Percy.&lt;br /&gt;Then I read OotP. On p. 139 (US) in the chapter, "The Hearing" it says:&lt;br /&gt;"'Court Scribe, Percy Ignatius Weasley-' '--Witness for the defense, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.'"&lt;br /&gt;Aha.&lt;br /&gt;We see from this that it is in fact Dumbledore, not Percy Weasley, who is heir to the legacy of Sir Percival. We already know "Albus" is a sort of shining white corona and "Dumbledore" is Old English for bumblebee. I just told you about good Sir Percival. I am sure "Wulfric" and "Brian" are important too, and maybe that is material for another article (which youcould write, no need to wait for me). But we were discussing Percy.&lt;br /&gt;The choice of "Percy" for this uptight prick of a Weasley is significant, and not just because it isn't short for Percival. "Percy" is British slang for the male procreative organ. Since this now gives me an excuse to quote Monty Python, I will:&lt;br /&gt;Your piece of pork, Your wife's best friend, Your percy, Or your cock, -- "The Penis Song" from the album Monty Python Sings&lt;br /&gt;I cannot think of a better name for Percy. What a d*ck!&lt;br /&gt;He may even live up to the less honorable implications of "Weasley." But it is his middle name - Ignatius - that I find most revealing. What does "Ignatius" mean? Was there ever a real Ignatius? Anyone famous we might get a clue from?&lt;br /&gt;You bet. The most famous Ignatius in history was Saint Ignatius Loyola (1491-1556), a Christian saint whose early life parallels Percy's quite closely. Taking that and running with it, I decided to examine the rest of his life for any suggestion of Percy's eventual fate.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of this article will quote liberally (hehe) from &lt;a href="http://www.newadvent.org/"&gt;The New Advent Catholic Encyclopedia&lt;/a&gt;, particularly the article on &lt;a href="http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/07639c.htm"&gt;St. Ignatius Loyola&lt;/a&gt; by J.H. Pollen. All misspellings are mine, as is the fault for any misunderstanding if I left too much out.&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with this whopper:&lt;br /&gt;At an early age he was made a cleric.&lt;br /&gt;Bingo. Percy is a cleric. For those who play fantasy games and think a "cleric" is a priest, well, that's half right. Actually a cleric is a clerk, someone who writes things down and keeps records - a scribe, that is. Priests were called clerics in the Middle Ages because they were often the only people who knew how to write, although not always. By 1500, when Ignatius was 9 years old, there were non-Priestly clerics.&lt;br /&gt;He was affected and extravagant about his hair and dress, consumed with the desire of winning glory, and would seem to have been sometimes involved in those darker intrigues, for which handsome courtiers too often think themselves licensed.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Now that's interesting. This passage actually describes another character almost perfectly: Gilderoy Lockhart. It would be interesting to know what Percy thought of Lockhart in CoS, which I do not have handy. I don't recall Percy saying anything about him. Makes you wonder, though, if they might not join forces in Book 6 or 7.&lt;br /&gt;Does the description fit Percy? Sort of. He certainly has no love of hand-me-downs, having accused his father of embarrassing him. He was always very proud of being a Prefect, and of presiding over the Tri-Wizard Tournament in place of his boss, Mr. Crouch. As for intrigues, look no further than OotP. After concealing the fact that his boss was bonkers so he could run the office himself, he was made an assistant to Cornelius Fudge. As such, he had inside knowledge of the back-stabbing the Ministry gave Dumbledore, and while he warned Ron obliquely, he joined in the back-stabbing with the letter he wrote condemning Harry and praising Umbridge. Intrigues, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;How far he went on the downward course is still unproved. The balance of evidence tends to show that his subsequent humble confessions of having been a great sinner should not be treated as pious exaggerations.&lt;br /&gt;Eeek. I don't wanna know. But "downward course" suggests Percy is going to get a lot worse before he gets better. Would he go so far as to become a Death Eater?&lt;br /&gt;In 1517 Velasquez died and Ignatius took service in the army.&lt;br /&gt;Juan Velaquez de Cuellar was an officer in the Royal Spanish court and was Ignatius' patron, just as Crouch and later Fudge were Percy's patrons. Entering the army is a huge switch, so I would say the HP analogue to Velasquez must be Fudge, not Crouch. Whether Fudge will die or not, we don't know, but he will certainly be sacked, and that will probably lose Percy his job as well.&lt;br /&gt;But entering the army? Which army? The British Army? We've seen nothing of the sort so far, and one would assume that's just for Muggles, but you never know. Anyway, with the loss of his patron Ignatius was forced to make a drastic change, and we can expect Percy to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;Sometime after his enlistment in the Army, on 20 May 1521 (Whit-Tuesday) Ignatius was injured by a cannonball which opened his left calf and broke his right shin. As a result he was operated on and spent several weeks or months in the hospital at Loyola (the exact time is unknown). During this time, his life was transformed:&lt;br /&gt;So far Ignatius had shown none of the ordinary virtues of the Spanish officer. Then in order to divert the weary hours of convalescence, he asked for the romances of chivalry ... instead they brought him the lives of Christ and of the saints, and he read them in the same quasi-competitive spirit with which he read the achievements of knights and warriors. "Suppose I were to rival this saint in fasting, that one in endurance, that other in pilgrimages." He would then wander off into thoughts of chivalryand service to fair ladies, especially to one of his rank, whose name is unknown."&lt;br /&gt;So, if Percy follows his namesake he will be wounded but still a seriously pretentious prat, and still intent on impressing fair ladies, particularly "one of his rank."&lt;br /&gt;Erm, Penelope Clearwater, perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;Then all of a sudden, he became conscious that the after-effect of these dreams was to make him dry and dissatisfied, while the idea of falling into rank among the saints braced and strengthened him, and left him full of joy and peace. Next it dawned on him that the former ideas were of the World, and the latter God-sent; finally, Worldly thoughts began to lose their hold, while heavenly ones grew clearer and dearer.&lt;br /&gt;WOW. If Percy follows Ignatius here, it means he has to give up both Penelope and his ambition. Something tells me Penelope won't miss him much. More importantly, it would finally make sense that Percy was in Gryffindor and not Slytherin, where many fans think he belonged. After all, it takes some serious bravery to give up your sweetheart and turn your back on your heart's desires.&lt;br /&gt;One night as he lay awake, pondering these new lights, "he saw clearly," so says his autobiography, "the image of Our Lady with the Holy Child Jesus," at whose sight he felt a reassuring sweetness, which left him with such a loathing of his past sins, and especially for those of the flesh, that every unclean imagination seemed blotted out from his soul, and never again was there the least consent to any carnal thought.&lt;br /&gt;DOUBLE WOW. This would mean a HUGE change, not only in Percy's life but in the HP Series. See, Jo has said before that she is a Christian, but she's never made religion part of the books. With Percy it appears she is going to. The question is, how will this be reconciled with magic, which is supposedly (as the Pentecostals would have us believe) evil and Demonic?&lt;br /&gt;I am just guessing here, but I expect that God - not necessarily the Christian version, but a Creator - will be revealed as being literal fact, and that Percy will dedicate his life to Him. It also makes sense that Dumbledore is aware of the Creator, and that all good wizards are, while the evil ones try to deny Him and turn themselves into virtual gods. Lord Voldemort, for example.&lt;br /&gt;If the above is true, then, it would make sense that not only is magic not evil, but that witches and wizards are more in tune with the Creator than Muggles. Not to say that they are more saintly - we've seen proof that isn't true - but that they are more "gifted" perhaps. It is their choice of what to do with the Creator's gifts that makes them good or evil - just like the Holy Bible says.&lt;br /&gt;His conversion was now complete. Everyone noticed that he would speak of nothing but spiritual things, and his elder brother begged him not to take any rash or extreme resolution, which might compromise the honor of their family.&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality, it looks like Percy will still be the same old boring, pretentious prat he always was - if anything even more insufferable, since he is all "holy" now.&lt;br /&gt;When Ignatius left Loyola he had no definite plans for the future, except that he wished to rival all the saints had done in the way of penance.&lt;br /&gt;Yep, same old Percy, except now his ambition is to be the saintliest wizard around. No doubt he will glom onto Dumbledore just as strongly as he once scorned him.&lt;br /&gt;But he soon fell in with a kind woman, Ines Pascual, who showed him a cavern where he might retire for prayer. But here, instead of obtaining greater peace, he was consumed with the most troublesome scruples. Had he confessed this sin? Had he omitted that circumstance?&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it's just like Percy to be a perfectionist in everything, even admitting his imperfections.&lt;br /&gt;At one time he was violently tempted to end his miseries by suicide, on which he resolved neither to eat nor drink (unless his life was in danger) until God granted him the peace which he desired, and so he continued until his confessor stopped him at the end of the week. At last, however, he triumphed over all obstacles, and abounded in wonderful graces and visions.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. It sounds like Percy is going to do a lot of suffering before he finally figures things out. But we don't mind; after all he's got it coming.&lt;br /&gt;It was at this time, too, that he began to make notes of his spiritual experiences, notes which grew into the little book of "The Spiritual Exercises."&lt;br /&gt;It is not clear if this was Ignatius' autobiography, from which we get all of our information about him. It was at least a book about his conversion, and we can expect no less from Percy Weasley, who is certainly full of himself enough to write about it.&lt;br /&gt;God also afflicted him with severe sicknesses, when he was looked after by friends in the public hospital; for many felt drawn towards him, and he requited their kind offices by teaching them how to pray and instructing them in spiritual matters.&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that's our Percy, always telling people what's right. As for "sicknesses" in the "public hospital"... St. Mungo's??&lt;br /&gt;Having recovered his health, and acquired sufficient experience to guide him in his new life, he commenced his long-meditated migration to the Holy Land.&lt;br /&gt;It will be interesting to see how JKR adapts this, if she does. We don't know of any "Holy Land" for wizards. But then, we haven't heard anything about their religion either. So far.&lt;br /&gt;The voyage was fully as painful as he had conceived. Poverty, sickness, exposure, fatigue, starvation, dangers of shipwreck and capture, prisons, blows, contradictions, these were his daily lot.&lt;br /&gt;Ewww. Contradictions?? Seriously, Ignatius suffered for his faith, and it appears Percy is going to suffer for his. Not that we mind. He deserves it, right?&lt;br /&gt;And on his arrival the Franciscans, who had charge of the holy place, commanded him to return under pain of sin. Ignatius at once submitted, though it meant altering his whole plan of life.&lt;br /&gt;There is no way to predict how this will find parallel in the life of Percy Weasley, but it would seem Percy is going to set a goal and then be denied that goal, at which point he will have to do something else.&lt;br /&gt;Ignatius left Jerusalem in the dark as to his future. Eventually he resolved to study, in order to be of greater help to others.&lt;br /&gt;Well it's about time!&lt;br /&gt;He also became thoroughly versed in the science of education, and learned by experience how the life of prayer and penance might be combined with that of teaching and study, an invaluable acquirement to the future founder of the Society of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Now we're getting somewhere. Percy as teacher? Maybe not at Hogwarts, at least until Book 7, but in another way, more like a spiritual guide. Once again, it would be just like Percy to found some sort of permanent society, since he thinks so highly of himself, no matter how "humble."&lt;br /&gt;(For those who don't know, the Society of Jesus still exists today; they are popularly known as the Jesuits.)&lt;br /&gt;The labors of Ignatius for others involved him in trials without number. At Barcelona, he was beaten senseless, and his companion killed, at the instigation of some worldlings vexed at being refused entrance into a convent which he had reformed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear. There is a lot to explain here.&lt;br /&gt;First off, the "worldlings" were men who were "worldly" in the sense that they enjoyed the pleasures of the world - sex, drinking, whatever drugs they had at the time, etc. Now, what were these party animals going to a convent for? Well, the clue is in the final word: reformed. If Ignatius reformed a convent then it must have been bad - bad in a way that Worldlings would want to visit. Bad in a way that the Worldlings would be upset when this House Of Bad Girls was reformed. And well, there are plenty of tasty young girls in a convent, so you figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;Gee, most modern people think Shakespeare's line, "Get thee to a nunnery!" was a veiled reference to another kind of house with lots of young ladies in it. Who knew he should be taken literally?&lt;br /&gt;As for the trials of Ignatius, well, I am starting to feel sorry for Percy. I sure hope our prissy prat is not going to be beaten senseless, or killed. Then again, he does deserve to suffer. Just not so much that it makes me squirm.&lt;br /&gt;In Paris his trials were varied -- from poverty, plagues, works of charity and college discipline, on which account he was once sentenced to a public flogging.&lt;br /&gt;The important thing here is that Ignatius a) traveled far and wide and b) made more "worldlings" angry, probably by trying to reform them - one gets the impression that discipline wasn't very popular in college, not even with the teachers. It sounds as if Percy will remain insufferably sure of himself and will irritate the heck out of people by telling them what's wrong with them. It's not nice to shove people's noses in their own failings, especially when they know you are right.&lt;br /&gt;There are several more paragraphs in the article detailing Ignatius' gathering of followers over the next few years. All I can say about this part is that, again, it sounds as much like Gilderoy Lockhart as Percy. Lockhart is the type who needs followers, and is also the self-righteous type who would get a movement going to reform society - really, to make it what he wants society to be, i.e. to reflect himself more perfectly. There is a huge amount of egotism in any saint.&lt;br /&gt;By the winter of 1537, it was time to offer their services to the pope.&lt;br /&gt;Aha! Now we are getting somewhere. Ignatius still had ambitions and visions of grandeur, obviously, and it is right up Percy's (and Lockhart's) alley to have them too.&lt;br /&gt;At La Storta, a few miles before reaching the city [of Rome] Ignatius had a noteworthy vision. He seemed to see the Eternal Father associating him with His Son, who spoke the words: Ego vobis Romae propitius ero. Many have thought this promise simply referred to the subsequent success of the Order there. Ignatius' own interpretation was characteristic: "I do not know whether we shall be crucified in Rome; but Jesus will be propitious." Just before or just after this, Ignatius had suggested for the title of their brotherhood "The Company Of Jesus." Company was taken in its military sense, and in those days a company was generally known by its captain's name. In the Latin Bull of foundation, however, they were called "Societas Jesu."&lt;br /&gt;For those without a military background, a company is the standard fighting group of any military outfit, and a captain is the leader of a company. In the U.S. Army a company is about four platoons, or about 140 men, and a captain is a fairly low-ranking officer, an O-3. In the Navy a company is the entire crew of a ship, often thousands of men, and a captain is a much higher-ranking officer, an O-6 - a colonel in the Army. The difference reflects the different mission and organization of the two services, but in both cases a captain is the guy who directly leads his men into battle. It is interesting that Ignatius didn't call his group "The Company of Ignatius." By naming Jesus as their captain Ignatius seemed to act humble while actually puffing himself up. On the surface he gives up captaincy to his Lord, but really, he is commanding them with Jesus' authority backing him up. Will Percy (or Lockhart) do something like this?&lt;br /&gt;[Pope] Paul III having received the fathers favorably, all were summoned to Rome to work under the pope's eyes. At this critical moment an active campaign of slander was opened by one Fra Matteo Mainardi (who eventually died in open heresy) and a certain Michael who had been refused admission to the order.&lt;br /&gt;Here it appears Percy and his band will be welcomed, but that certain jealous others will try to sabotage him. Now, "a certain Michael"... hmmm. I have always had my suspicions about Michael Corner, who never seemed like a very good chap to me. And he is the only Michael we know of in the books. And Ginny did dump him, and she is Percy's sister. I wonder if he will take it hard that he was "refused admission" by her?&lt;br /&gt;Hitherto without superior, rule or tradition, they had prospered most remarkably. Why not continue as they had begun? The obvious answer was that without some sort of union, some houses for training postulants, they were practically doomed to die out with the existing members.&lt;br /&gt;In other words, they began seeking legitimacy. They wanted a permanent home so they could add to their members and know that their work would survive them. This is to be expected for anyone starting anything new. Can we expect Percy, then, to start some sort of permanent society? And if they need a home... 12 Grimmauld Place?&lt;br /&gt;But when the question arose whether they should form themselves into a compact religious order, or remain, as they were, a congregation of secular priests, opinions differed much and seriously. They had done well without strict rules. The conclusion in favor of a life under obedience was eventually reached unanimously.&lt;br /&gt;Let me clarify here. "Secular priests" meant priests who served in churches, working with ordinary people - you and me. "A life under obedience" meant a life as monks, lived in a monastery, away from churches and lay people. This is significant because it suggests Percy (and Lockhart, darn it!) may choose to become some sort of Wizard monk - maybe not a religious man in the classic sense, but a wizard dedicated to studying magic in isolation, leader of a monastic order.&lt;br /&gt;In April 1541 ignatius was, in spite of his reluctance, elected the first general, and on 22 April he and his companions made their profession in St. Paul Outside The Walls. The society was now full constituted.,&lt;br /&gt;Huh! The first general?? I did not know the Jesuits were serious about being a military company, but I'll take that as confirmation. Will Percy (or Lockhart) become a general in his own Holy Army? We may have to wait until Book 7 to find out.&lt;br /&gt;These next few passages are the most fascinating of all, and really excite me, if I am right and Jo is going to lift from the life of the original Ignatius to fill out that of her own. After he founded the Society Of Jesus, Ignatius began writing books, the best and most popular of which is known as The Book Of The Spiritual Exercises.&lt;br /&gt;This work originated in Ignatius' experiences, while he was at Loyola in 1521, and the chief meditations were probably reduced to their present shapes during his life at Manresa in 1522, at the end of which period he had begun to teach them to others.&lt;br /&gt;Now this is something! A book? Who do we know that writes books? Who do we know that takes pleasure - an egotistical pleasure - in teaching others, even though this character didn't have much to teach? Gilderoy Lockhart.&lt;br /&gt;If Saint Ignatius is a model for Jo to base characters on in the next two books, it is almost certain that Percy and Lockhart will be connected in some way. They were already very similar - pompous, vain, full of themselves, superficial and personally gutless - but Ignatius' authorship of The Book Of The Spiritual Exercises and his own autobiography really clinches it. If Lockhart doesn't write more books promoting himself, maybe Percy will. Or maybe Lockhart will write about Percy? That sounds plausible.&lt;br /&gt;The question is, which will follow the other? I would guess Lockhart will follow Percy, since Percy possesses one thing Lockhart now sorely lacks, namely a working memory. Without his memory Lockhart is very simple-minded, and I am sure he will be easily led around. Those two could be as inseparable as Shaggy and Scooby, or Yogi and Boo-Boo - I don't want to say Art Carney and Jackie Gleason because I have too much respect for those two actors.&lt;br /&gt;The article says this much more about the book:&lt;br /&gt;The exercitant (under ideal circumstances) is guided through four weeks of meditations: the first week on sin and its consequences, the second on Christ's life on Earth, the third on His passion, the fourth on His risen life.&lt;br /&gt;This is, in other words, an instruction book for those seeking Holy guidance. If Percy or Lockhart wrote such a book, why would it be needed?&lt;br /&gt;Jo has told us that Books 6 and 7 are going to be even worse than GoF and OotP - she is going to kill quite a few more characters at the very least. So, it looks like the Wizarding World is going to descend into chaos and misery - remember, the Dark Lord is supposed to return and be "more terrible than ever he was" or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;Could Percy be our guide out of this horror?&lt;br /&gt;Let us suppose things did get very bad - and maybe Percy gets to be one of the baddest of all. Let us suppose there is no family reconciliation, but that he goes even further against his father and mother. I won't speculate on what that might mean, but we do know that St. Ignatius made "humble confessions of having been a great sinner." Perhaps it is his very own sins that will compel Percy to atone by going as far as possible the opposite way - by leading people away from Dark Magic and into grace with... what, exactly?&lt;br /&gt;I do not know. I have long believed that Jo was leading up to a spiritual, religious or philosophical revelation in the last books of this series. Nobody reaches adulthood without learning something of that nature, and surely Jo would tell us about Harry's spiritual development. What will Harry (and the Wizarding World) turn out to believe in? Some sort of magical version of Christianity, or something different? I have no idea. I am sure, however, that whatever it is will make us think, and will probably anger today's most strident religious figures for the same reason St. Ignatius angered the hypocrites of his time. And Lockhart will be in there too somewhere, I'll bet.&lt;br /&gt;ok, it's long and confusing, but if you actually take time to read it.... well, life will totally be more interesting. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;ps:oh god, j.k.rowling is actually a christian? I never knew! See? You Learn new stuff everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-110948443762876381?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/110948443762876381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=110948443762876381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110948443762876381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110948443762876381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/02/halo-okanyways-i-was-just-reading-this.html' title=''/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-110940210762132350</id><published>2005-02-25T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:12.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing</title><content type='html'>HA! jiamin, i just changed moi password and i'm not telling you so you can't pose as me anymore!!!!!!!!! (*evil laughter*)&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i don't really know what to do with a blog since i alredy keep a private diary(hear that jas? PRIVATE) and i am not about to let millions of people know about like, what brnad of toothpaste i use or whatever(not that you'll be interested, or anything. i was just giving an example. thus, i decided that this is gonna be a ....*drum roll* POTTER BLOG! oh god, i am just so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and remember to watch unfabulous on nick, and that's so raven on disney. if you're a girl, that is. If you're a boy, get yourself outta here.&lt;br /&gt;ps raven is at 5.30 and unfab. is at 7.00pm. :)&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-110940210762132350?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/110940210762132350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=110940210762132350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110940210762132350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110940210762132350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/02/nothing.html' title='nothing'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-110933125060973824</id><published>2005-02-25T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:12.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wormtail</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;you know, i was just admiring my blog, when i realised how cute wormtail looked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;that shouldn't be allowed! Wormtail is a sneaky, nasty traitor, and he look so cute, what with the hair flopping over his eyes and all that. jm, if you're reading this-- can u cahnge it for me? *sheepish look* i don't really understand how these things work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but then, what difference to thw world would it make? We're all just going to die anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; hp quote: " how nice to see you in the physical world at last"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-- prof. Trelawny...;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-110933125060973824?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/110933125060973824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=110933125060973824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110933125060973824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110933125060973824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/02/wormtail.html' title='wormtail'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-110933080999876146</id><published>2005-02-25T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:12.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, myself and I...</title><content type='html'>I have nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;mum got a new handphone! She is currently wrestling with it on the bed. OOPS she just knocked in the frame. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;dad is watching TV and eating peanuts. He's watching this stupid show that he tunes into faithfully every single bloody day. And guess what it's about? It's about a bunch of people who had this terminal disease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and are trying to make bread without their shirts on.(the men, i mean) honestly, how gross can you get? Sometimes i think i am the only sane person in the family. ok, fine. not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; sane. But when u compare me with my parents....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hp quote: "will you excuse me if i do not let you off from homework todae-- i assure you thatif you die, you need not hand it in."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-- professor McGonagall(did i spell that right?)nvm....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-110933080999876146?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/110933080999876146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=110933080999876146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110933080999876146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110933080999876146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/02/me-myself-and-i.html' title='Me, myself and I...'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-110931466293014441</id><published>2005-02-24T22:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:11.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>me again..</title><content type='html'>hey...&lt;br /&gt;i guess everyone knows by now that i am a harry potter fan(well, duh) so this entire blog-entry will be dedicated to hp.first off...&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;144 DAYS TO HBP!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For all those senseless people who've never read hp, hbp means half-blood prince, the 6th and second last part of ther GENIUS works created by j.k.rowling. Did i ention that she lives in a castle? OMG,when(note the when) i become a internationally famous writer, all my friends can come live in my casle, which will be situated right next to the sea, which i know is technically impossible, but whatever. Who cares for petty details?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyways.. again for those senseless people, i strongly advise you to immediately rush to the nearest bookstore and buy all 5 books(the BLOOMSBURY one. do not buy the scolastic one. they refused jo at first, but only offered to publish her books when she became so famous. But tthe other version, is pretty good too.)Anyways, you also have to go Straight to &lt;a href="http://www.jkrowling.com"&gt;www.jkrowling.com&lt;/a&gt; and be enlightened. Really. plus the site's so cool.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-110931466293014441?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/110931466293014441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=110931466293014441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110931466293014441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110931466293014441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/02/me-again_24.html' title='me again..'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-110929218943942004</id><published>2005-02-24T16:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:11.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>helloooo~</title><content type='html'>hi im yishu!!&lt;br /&gt;((right)) that was jiamin&lt;br /&gt;anyways... I'M SO EXCITED I HAVE MY OWN BLOG!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i don't really blog, you see, cos i keep my own diary,but jiamin went ahead to make this blog for me WIHOUT MY PERMISSON , but i gotta admit, the skin is too cute to resist, it would be an absolute crime not to write in this...so here it is, my first blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;though i don't think i can really write often, what with the teachers all trying to kill us with all the homework..&lt;br /&gt;gtg, bye~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-110929218943942004?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/110929218943942004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=110929218943942004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110929218943942004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110929218943942004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/02/helloooo_24.html' title='helloooo~'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-110929218130471362</id><published>2005-02-24T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:11.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>helloooo~</title><content type='html'>hi im yishu!!&lt;br /&gt;((right)) that was jiamin&lt;br /&gt;anyways... I'M SO EXCITED I HAVE MY OWN BLOG!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i don't really blog, you see, cos i keep my own diary,but jiamin went ahead to make this blog for me WIHOUT MY PERMISSON , but i gotta admit, the skin is too cute to resist, it would be an absolute crime not to write in this...so here it is, my first blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;though i don't think i can really write often, what with the teachers all trying to kill us with all the homework..&lt;br /&gt;gtg, bye~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-110929218130471362?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/110929218130471362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=110929218130471362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110929218130471362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110929218130471362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/02/helloooo.html' title='helloooo~'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10936530.post-110879543994808430</id><published>2005-02-18T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:19:10.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello!</title><content type='html'>heyy yishu;&lt;br /&gt;this is jiamin here! :D&lt;br /&gt;now, i created a blog for you, with the marauders as a layout! hahhha. quick! THANK ME!!&lt;br /&gt;haha. kidding alright?&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this one's for you. hope you like it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3; &lt;a href="http://touchofpink-.blogspot.com"&gt;jiamin-&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10936530-110879543994808430?l=loveyou-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/feeds/110879543994808430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10936530&amp;postID=110879543994808430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110879543994808430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10936530/posts/default/110879543994808430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveyou-.blogspot.com/2005/02/hello.html' title='hello!'/><author><name>yishu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08204735677071548574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
