<?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-356825186760506275</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:51:17.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching; Watchful.</title><subtitle type='html'>i wonder what they're doing when im singing myself to sleep.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-3267466491424490726</id><published>2011-05-31T11:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T11:41:25.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG i blog is damn funny haha, the long ago posts. awww so sad, i feel so old. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha reading about the times when i was in unity.... and when i used to hang out with crystal :@ aye, miss her a lot man, like why she start going to church. so sad sia cause since sec 2 we splited then got all the shermae in truth then we used to go out on mondays and then she just started going church and then kinda now she's with the shermae sandra clique ahhh, then drift so far :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aww miss them, miss the time i rode the bike into shermae's swimming pool, and the time when we swam with our underwear then this guy said they were having a meeting upstairs and told us to put on clothes cause it was distracting, LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then i read to the part when me and crystals tried to sell our fries to another table, LOL. and we suceeded HAHAHA. shall go tell this story to peeps. hahaha. suddenly realising that i have many stories to tell, just many forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG SEE THE WAY IM BLOGGING? I GROW SO OLDD. and there's so many stuff to be embarassed about, and there's even this post: list 20 people on your mind right now, and there's this name that i put as ____ tan :) and apparently she's/he's VERY CUTE, BUT HONESTLY I DONT EVEN KNOW WHO IM TALKING ABOUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw need TO SLEEP NOW, ITSS 2.41AM AND I HAVENT EVENBATHE, GEE I SERIOUSLY NEED TO STOP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-3267466491424490726?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/3267466491424490726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=3267466491424490726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3267466491424490726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3267466491424490726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2011/05/omg-i-blog-is-damn-funny-haha-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-6894069285198052738</id><published>2011-05-31T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T11:19:26.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, today i went blog stalking. omg then i came to my blog, hahaha. i read and kinda missed it, all the crap :@ remember how i used to write lame stuff. haha then now i remember the blog i made for pear, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha and then the following days when i would scream to her in school that "I KNOW YOUR PASSWORD AND IM GONNA HACK YOUUU HAHAHA"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then she would shout back "JOLENE NG'S PASSWORD IS ******** hahaha everybody go hack her" hahaha geee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now many many people know my password, but thats not the point hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reading the posts are damn funny sia, about how i did so many stuff, and i was wondering since when did clim come over to my house to hang out, me and her only meh???? 0.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i read how i used to be so concerned about jamming and all that shizz hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and reading about my life when i was with you. but since i left you behind, guess its gonna get harder to fix it up now. glad that i smsed banana that day heh. :@ and on the other hand, there's still them. yepps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now i guess i should say about Veeejayysee, hahaha. quite a lot to say, and omg seriously, 5months of 2011 has passed :@ i guess not very long luh, counting the fact tht i was in veejay for only like 4months hahaha. but yes i made awesome friends, having a pretty awesome class and an interesting cca hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) IM IN SOCCER, yeah macho much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) I CUT MY HAIR SHORT, yeah really short. and i didnt even blog here that i rebonded it. hahaha. gee my rebonded hair was nice though, i liked it :@ felt like an abigail or gloria hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other than that, yes my friends have been pretty fun, and quite crappy uhh! haha but with all the hecticness of jc, i kinda hope time wont pass so fast. i know we're gonna have to leave really sooon, and its gonna fly. im gonna miss them :@ and kinda feeling like still in single sex school cause i dont really talk to the guys and i dont even care about how i sit lol! and gee im quite mean to some dudes but heyy, no intention sia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so when i go back to school i decided to be nicer. gah i offended many this year, haha according to my new friend, but anyway, she annoys me a lot cause she told this small kid that im crazy, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is to sum it up. haha the small kid came from a class community project cause SLV a.k.a service learning project :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then there's been many many other events that im too lazy to blog about, but point is, i have MYE after june hols, and im so dead at the rate of me not studying EVERYDAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but on a light note, im going to SCHOOL tomorrow with a soccer gal to study hahah. i live so far away and she lives so far away so i guess its a good place to go. cant believe im going back to school during a holiday. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i hope my short hair will grow well. yup thats bout it, and im wondering if i should publicize this blog hahahahha. GOONIGHT PEEPSSS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i hate my sister NOW cause she's smoking and her freaking smoke is entering my fucking room and its disgusting :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-6894069285198052738?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/6894069285198052738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=6894069285198052738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/6894069285198052738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/6894069285198052738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2011/05/haha-today-i-went-blog-stalking.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-7137320786149392897</id><published>2011-03-27T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T08:05:52.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHIFTED OFFICIALLY :) kinda private blog now. yup. for my own personal reading hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-7137320786149392897?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/7137320786149392897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=7137320786149392897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7137320786149392897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7137320786149392897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2011/03/shifted-officially-kinda-private-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-7254700240567742857</id><published>2011-03-20T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T07:44:10.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on a lighter note, what i did for the march holidays 2011 :)) been so long since i've last blogged.... lol, ard a year??? omgggg haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay here goes :DD&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY: church with wendy :DDD movies with merl! haha, we watched red riding hood and i am number four, damn awesome. so long since i watched a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY: met seow &amp;amp; sarah at STARBUCKS :DDD yay i miss the place we used to mug at for olvls tgt, and i miss them even more :) then i went for training, and went back at night! and wj was there too, awww &lt;3 hee hee, was so fun! had so much to catch up on, so much singing to do haha, :) and then i went to merl's hse to collect my soccer ball, played w buddy for a bit :) buddy's so cute, like ten million times better than snow, haha. reached home like 12 :D lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY: sleeeep, then went to meet wendy at orchard, SHOPPING! w our vouchers haha, bought some cool mango stuff, plus the people were so nice and we were literally dancing in the changing room, heh :D and then we went to amk central to collect my mail, haha reached just in time before the post office closed and the auntie was nice and allowed us to enter by the back door :) then there was some cute girl running around and she pretended to shoot us and we faked died, loll, and i collected my awesome mail from gmarket, apparently a cellulite roller (which i claim as muscle massager haha, and SHOWROOM TONYMOLY stuff, she's an awesome seller! she wrote a personal handwritten note, reminds me of my bananasticks shop when i wrote personal handwritten notes for my customers, heh) and then we went to eat nihon mura :D haha fun! ordered quite a  lotta crap like mushrooms hehe, and i ate prawn tempura! rare occasion that i do :) and then i ate tofu too! which is actually quite nice, lol. and then merl's mom picked me up at yck mrt and we drove to her hse, sleptover w moh there :) we watched black swan, honestly, its a ... twisted show, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY: chionged home at 11am :)) seow came to my hsee (a bit late cause i told her to come later lolll and she apparently ran 4.8 or something km??? siao luh, she measures herself like 24/7, LOL) and then i showed her my muscle massager, and then we played some guitar! and we sang "shorty is a melody in myhead there she dunno what blah" haha i honestly dont know the name of the song lols :D but still fun hee hee. and then i chionged off for training :) lol, anw i havent mentioned, training is soccer training, hehh :D im in VJSG (soccer girls) :DDDD haha, funn much luh, i suck anw, but yeah!  OH then they were having a match, against MI, loll. oh well, i didnt play heh, but anw, GO TEAM HAHA so bimbo :D aye, quite cool luh. they won, yeah. then we went out for dinner, lolll , quite funnaye :) yeps. and then we left at like 10.30 and then i went to find abi :)) weeee, i reached her house like 11++ and then kinda made friends with her friends haha they kinda cute! bettina or however you spell and MT lol! and they went to tapao food and we feasted in the living room , and some ghostly channel came on and we faster changed lol , and just slacked x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think those were the most awesome days, well, kinda decreased in awesomeness ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY: guitar rehearsal ... just rottedd there until night ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY: reached the rock audi at like 2++pm, lol. just plain late. then they went to like make up us, damn crazy can, lol, and they did our hair, which i highly resisted to, and i apparently washed off the hair fix, LOL. then we rotted, lol. had fun w maxime though, (the drummer in my band) lol he's damn tiny and naughty can, like i tried fighting him and we ran around, hahas. and then we tried to jump over this no entry sign, and apparently i failed, loll, but anw. then they said go touch up make up so i went and then they just spam lipstick on me, and i tried to wipe it off like mad lolls :) and then my guitar teacher left his DSLR w us while he went to like guard the door or something, and then we went to camera spam, and then the audi started filling up and i saw pear and all coming in &lt;3 :D then i went over to go CRAZEHH and we spammed camwhored w my teacher's camera haha hope he uploads :) and then we just crazied for about one hour and the show hadnt start and then weihing (2nd drummer) and samuel (guitarist) called me to go back, lol and then me and pear just laughed, HAHA inside joke, and seow was like LOL and anw, the show started. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda coool , and FINALLY WAS LIKE OUR TURN, and i think i just went crazy on stage. i didnt want to look like a fucking dead fish anw, so yeahhh i think i could have rocked better, but i guess i did rock. :) im kinda proud of myself cause i didnt just stand there, and yeahh i was like sweating when i ended my song, :) which was good luh! like wasnt so stiff, like ahems. so anyway, after that was teacher's performance and everyone ran around and jumped jumped jumped :) and then show ended, and we got to keep our costumes, heh :) and then i was lucky that my sis and her bf decided to help me bring my guitar home, then i went out w pear seow sarah wj wanyi rando erixa moh who made me an awesome poster :) and then we camwhored, and i went to rando's hse to stay over :) we bought snacks at 7-11 pasiris, and we were buying mashed potato and some stupid aunty claimed that we pressed the machine twice and even went down to check, lol. she said a lot of people do that dont think that she dont know??? cause the gravy was touching the cover?? and then she said we pressed the middle button, (which is??) but nvm, who cares abt her, lolls. then her nice mum fetched us to her CHIO hse, and then we talked and lol then slept at like 3am. :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAT: HAD TO WAKE UP AT 7AM had training ;@ but anyway, i like training, yeps. :) so i cabbed down to schoool, tired much, but anw, yeah! trained in a super tired fashion, hehe. had stomachache, felt like puking during training, so lucky we could leave first. lol but anw, yeahhh. then i left, chionged home, and slept on the bus, and overslept, lol until it reached YCK mrt and i was like ahhh shit. feeling hungry i went to the 7-11 there and bought taquitos! and the stupid aunty was like one taquito only uh, she was like suspicious that i actually took more stuff. :/ but anw, i dragged myself to the 76 queue, which was empty, (annoyance) then waited for what seemed like an hour, and finally boarded the bus :) bathed, chionged for violin lesson, yep. then met abi at scoopz, ate awesome waffle and awesome ice cream :) and talked awesome crap and recieved some sms from some stalker who came to the concert ystd and we were laughing while replying him, lol and he's like "can i add you on facebook? can i bed you? (:" LOL and then abi replied "you can go and bed yourself and pls stop smsing me. tyvm" and then he was like "sorry typo was can i *add you, sorry my english quite bad" HAHA, then we were like wtf lolling. and then anyway cant remember what crap we were talking heh, then we called emily! :))) i miss emily! haha! and then we talked until we were late for mass and then chionged for mass and she tried to throw my jacket and make me catch it with my head, but phail. but anw, damn lame luh! then i went to try awesome new salted caramel ice cream shop and ate their awesome salted caramel ice cream :) then we went home. haha, and then i did some work, while waiting for my movie, UP, to be downloaded, haha. yeah i know i lag, watching it so late since it came out, but anyway it finished downloading at like 12am! so i just huddled up, made some G7 coffee mocha mix hazelnut and cuddled a pillow and enjoyed the awesome movie w aircon. sounds shiok eh. yepps. saturdays never fail to make me happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY: rotted, rotted, rotted at home ...  screw luh cause got no guitar class, so i just rotted at home. . . lol. then i decided to finally move and go for the honoured invitation to jam with mizi HAHA. then i chionged down, reached at 6. jammed for one hour, hah. quite funny. :) and then we went to scoopz aft that and boo was like pasar malam ice cream still better and cheaper but i was like SCOOPZ FTW DUDES. :D so yep. and then we went homeee, which screwed the rest of my day up, just not gonna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, school tomorrow, planning to go on my own. seriously, the ending of sunday just sucked. got screamed at by my fucking mum. yerrrr, but thinking about my happy holiday makes me happy :) kinda wanted to remember what i did. :) cause was talking abt how i spent my holidays w abi and then i just forgot. haha, but yes it was a meaningful holiday &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-7254700240567742857?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/7254700240567742857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=7254700240567742857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7254700240567742857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7254700240567742857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2011/03/on-lighter-note-what-i-did-for-march.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-95255442627718999</id><published>2010-07-04T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T07:47:52.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy.</title><content type='html'>We are just plain crazy. Cornets rush through the sky. If airplanes were shooting stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this ever end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;had a pretty fun week. Shall blog them to remember.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - batam with church! weeee fun haha :) just one word : fun !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - study @ Pearlyn hse :DD long time nvr go there. heh. miss the smell, the colours, the feel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - skating with M :D we're MJ, not michael jackson! haha. skating then got called to church to act some thing ;x was half dead :O but pulled through, - Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - dry shoot :x lol and church act thingo again. haha anw i got into top ten shooting indivijuals. interesting huh. Im Atticus Finch in disguise :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - MY DAY &lt;3 guitar &lt;3 + studied in school .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - church rehearsal, then off to ZQ hse to watch soccer! hah. yet brazil lost so... . then slept over. camwhored, died on sunday cause woke up at 5.50am to go macs eat breakfast... lol then sports day. omg im a shag man. then had church. glad for the experience haha. hope some thing didn't happen though ;x okay nevermind then jamming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - back to rest day :) haha went guitar class and then jamming with KF lol. amusing. and felt pretty sleepy/dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome week. insulted, hurt, yet rejoicing and happy too. filled with jokes and crap, jumping around, spinning and running under umbrellas. I guess i made some new friends, experiences and hopes. I shall look forward to next week! Lifted higher with Jesus :D lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i have a tumblr - reason why i stopped blogging here... its kind of the place where i wrote more private stuff. broadcasting my tumblr to anyone who actually bothers to read my blog... its filled with my feelings in poetic form anw. people wouldn't understand ho - hum -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poems  - learnt from Nicea haha.&lt;br /&gt;poems. @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dreamalcatcher.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://dreamalcatcher.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeee ~ flicking cheerios in my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-95255442627718999?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/95255442627718999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=95255442627718999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/95255442627718999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/95255442627718999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2010/07/crazy.html' title='Crazy.'/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-8296753582854647579</id><published>2010-06-23T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T03:24:05.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I WANT THIS:::!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMG ZOOM G2.1NU EFFECTS PROCESSOR &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.citymusic.com.sg/webshaper/store/viewProd.asp?pkProductItem=508"&gt;http://www.citymusic.com.sg/webshaper/store/viewProd.asp?pkProductItem=508&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;LEGENDARY TONE EXTREME POWER&lt;br /&gt;30 AMP / STOMP BOX MODELS&lt;br /&gt;20 AMAZING PATCHES BY STEVE VAI&lt;br /&gt;83 EFFECTS HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOULD I :O any comments on it? heard it works on violin omg it'll work on my electric violin called elsie!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-8296753582854647579?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/8296753582854647579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=8296753582854647579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8296753582854647579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8296753582854647579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-want-this-omg-zoom-g2.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-7293722139047785767</id><published>2010-04-28T07:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T07:38:05.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>get mad, then get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i've never been posting for super long, and still i won't be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-7293722139047785767?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/7293722139047785767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=7293722139047785767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7293722139047785767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7293722139047785767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2010/04/get-mad-then-get-over-it.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-262697778025417395</id><published>2010-03-29T05:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T05:44:24.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha im back talking with nicea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay such a weird way to start a post over ages of not posting, and acutally i don't even have time but kinda guess i felt like posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol basically blah blah and blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh im chionging don't have much time...&lt;br /&gt;i pray i'll have time again after olvls haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im having physics and elit paper on my birthday. AWESOME :XXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i do like physics, hmmm but still its a test lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-262697778025417395?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/262697778025417395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=262697778025417395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/262697778025417395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/262697778025417395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2010/03/haha-im-back-talking-with-nicea.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-2026218813283033216</id><published>2010-03-08T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T06:05:39.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>current mood: stone haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-2026218813283033216?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/2026218813283033216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=2026218813283033216&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/2026218813283033216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/2026218813283033216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2010/03/current-mood-stone-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-7309413768580681951</id><published>2010-02-28T06:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T06:35:32.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;haha currently learning cannon rock. awesomeness :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=by8oyJztzwo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=by8oyJztzwo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;woohoo fun fun fun haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-7309413768580681951?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/7309413768580681951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=7309413768580681951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7309413768580681951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7309413768580681951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2010/02/haha-currently-learning-cannon-rock.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-1253017013495154304</id><published>2010-02-18T03:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T03:54:28.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh im not looking forward to jamming this week anymore for some unknown reason . SERIOUSLY LOL &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwwwww happy cny and valentine's day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone's pissing me off atm :(&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its regarding&lt;br /&gt;the hell song - sum 41 :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammn nevermind i'll be going somewhere else anw haha SO LONG SUCKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FUCKING teacher cut off my pinafore buckle for some fucking unknown reason cause she says its too messy. wth, i spent time to actually sew that. just cause the thread sticking out. anw its not in the school diary that thread can't stick out zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-1253017013495154304?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/1253017013495154304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=1253017013495154304&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1253017013495154304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1253017013495154304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2010/02/arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-im-not-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-2995735570102453276</id><published>2010-02-08T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:00:25.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg i fucking don't know how my phone got into this fucking cup of water on my table and now its not working. shit shit shit :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhhh i thought if it drops in it'll actually make a sound or smth. smart can -.- zzzzzzzzzz dieeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-2995735570102453276?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/2995735570102453276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=2995735570102453276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/2995735570102453276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/2995735570102453276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2010/02/omg-i-fucking-dont-know-how-my-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-1149819922807175205</id><published>2010-02-01T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T06:56:10.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i got this from the bible lol sunday's reading. @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is patient, kind, without envy. It is not arrogant or boastful. It is not ill-mannered nor does it seek its own interest. Love overcomes anger and forgets offences. Love does not take delight from wrong, but rejoices in the truth. Love excuses everything, believes all things, hopes all things and endures all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha lol :) yayyy pizza love haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time no post.&lt;br /&gt;skating tomorrow yay. omg i think i forgot how to do the left side moehog thing alr can x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and acoustic jamming on friday lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.                     :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long then world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that pisses me off is being unable to access the album to cca photos from kengyi. zz kengyi MAKE IT PUBLIC LA :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im using pics for cca blog shingz manz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and currently saving up money for guitar set up. and wow my guitar teacher's leaving. so i'll be left with some senior teacher. quite sad cause alr adapted to nick quite a lot then new teacher = weirdness again :X oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppt says artiff is good, so anw i do want a teacher that can actually push me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and gives you hell mv is freaking funny. love the part where everyone stands and screams omgggggg :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you see my face hope it gives you hell hope it gives you hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha &lt;#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-1149819922807175205?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/1149819922807175205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=1149819922807175205&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1149819922807175205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1149819922807175205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2010/02/haha-i-got-this-from-bible-lol-sundays.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-3118283883058890556</id><published>2010-01-27T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T03:27:39.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not sure of which one to get hahhaa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about ipod skins. lazy to upload. byeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-3118283883058890556?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/3118283883058890556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=3118283883058890556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3118283883058890556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3118283883058890556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-sure-of-which-one-to-get-hahhaa.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-3330171804729872690</id><published>2010-01-09T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:04:57.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol im finally recovered from that horrible stomach flu illness ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was pretty much fun this week haha.&lt;br /&gt;crapped a lot with m and l and sat at the outside gate there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and iceskating on tuesday yay! me and m got new skates so hahaha finally man ice skating is like fun fun fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have 3 tests next week :O physics, amath and geog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more or less dead for them cause they were teaching physics during the holiday extra lessons then like was totally playing ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then for geog during last years weather and climate lessons (which are what im tested on) i was practically drawing hibari and yamamoto and tsuna and gokudera(anime characters from reborn) on the geog notes lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for amath, i totally don't understand so yup lol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the other hand i've been listening for this whole one week and in fact i get everything so kudos to me ;D i think i feel smarter when sitting next to the person im sitting next to! i like sitting next to her cause its just comfortable and shit. and you know i sit at the back corner of the class so i hope i sit there for the rest of the year plzplz mans really wanna sit there forever :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jamming on sat was pretty fun, in fact super fun. guess got happy cause of church :D ran a lot with wendy (and jumped too) so anw i was thinking on friday that i would be so tired on sat cause of the whole campfire thing then we were sleeping over in school, (which me and kengyi decided to eventually not and went out for dinner with nicea then went over to kengyi's house to sleep) so then cca fair on sat then we were like forty five minutes late lol then i wasn't that tired haha but was kinda sunburnt. then somehow seemed to still have energy for jamming so yay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its quite sad about the whole thing in my band and in fact its pretty annoying ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but more or less im quite happy. i also dropped chinese tuition hooray :D and f&amp;amp;n (shit haven't emailed ms chan) and now i got like a good chinese teacher who drills and all so that means im gonna study really hard for chinese from now on. i mean like its the last year to learn it so yup after that no more chinese forever plzplz :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my life's sounds so boring hahaha not really sure cause there was this grp discussion in church yesterday they said state something you done this week and i totally don't really know what i've done ;x like nothing major but i like it lol happpy and slack ;D anw i said cca fair for that ans lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more or less i need to do chinese holiday homework. im not doing it during the holiday ;O is it still holiday homework?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yay i bought cup noodles and chips to bring to school :) can't wait for ice skating!!!!!!!!!!!! and to come back on next week to blog again hahaha hope next week will be crazy and high yay bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-3330171804729872690?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/3330171804729872690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=3330171804729872690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3330171804729872690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3330171804729872690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2010/01/lol-im-finally-recovered-from-that.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-3550317307853725085</id><published>2010-01-07T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T02:21:51.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha my new school location is pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;my new teachers are nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw lol HII i just read someone's blog WHICH SHE FINALLY REVEALED TO ME and its so funny hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwwwwww i have nothing much more to say except that im studying so hard this year lol. sitting at the back corner of the class is good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i saw a squirell hahaa me and my sitting partner, A saw two squirells the other day but today there was ONE squirel then there was a cat and it was black and white and since it was hidden by the trees maybe it was a skunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lol I WANNA ICE SKATE weoooeeoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i actually have a pretty cool chinese teacher and im listening in chinese lessons now so i can learn chinese and now i can be better and pass chinese hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i like chinese now &lt; @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i quit chinese tuition YAY :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and OMG I FORGOT DO ENG trial exams bye i go do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-3550317307853725085?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/3550317307853725085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=3550317307853725085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3550317307853725085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3550317307853725085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2010/01/hahaha-my-new-school-location-is-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-8465134838069405919</id><published>2010-01-03T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T03:30:42.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol im having some sickness of the stomach. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zz it caused me to vomit a total of 4 times alr &lt;&lt;&lt; thats a record i never vomitted like since primary school!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw doctor says either its food poisoning or stomach flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but actually i think its like gastric cause stomach flu is like some virus shit? and anwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam just asked me im okay lol so anw this reminds me of MCR - im not okay! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT WOAHHKAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-8465134838069405919?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/8465134838069405919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=8465134838069405919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8465134838069405919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8465134838069405919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2010/01/lol-im-having-some-sickness-of-stomach.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-1070827220954727141</id><published>2009-12-31T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T15:10:21.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi lol its 6.51am, 1st jan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just came back from LA, i think i didn't state that here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyway so yay i did it okay whatever where to start,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see one of the holiday goals were to sleep early but since i failed at sleeping early i decided to change it into a stay up all night and eat cup noodles lol so i did that hooray,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and LA is pretty cool, i went to disneyland and blah blah and blah and went to vegas too and grand canyon and blah and i went to errr a beach and a lot of stuff and im really lazy to tell what i did on my holiday cause that'll be pretty lame, and i won't upload the pictures yet cause im lazy to do so so yup, i'll just write about the parts that are interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) the traffic is cool, cause everything is reversed. like in singapore when jaywalking you turn your head right first then left but in here you got to turn left first then right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya i don't really know what to write here, and so i'll just type the places i went :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) mum's boss house&lt;br /&gt;2) disneyland&lt;br /&gt;3) las vegas downtown - inside the casino hahaha&lt;br /&gt;4) grand canyon&lt;br /&gt;5) m&amp;amp;m factory and factory outlet&lt;br /&gt;6) universal studios&lt;br /&gt;7) sea world&lt;br /&gt;8) driving around&lt;br /&gt;9) pismo beach&lt;br /&gt;10) factory outlet&lt;br /&gt;11) hearst castle&lt;br /&gt;12) santa monica downtown&lt;br /&gt;13) camarillo premium outlets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha okay lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-1070827220954727141?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/1070827220954727141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=1070827220954727141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1070827220954727141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1070827220954727141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi-lol-its-6.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-8906666716759889579</id><published>2009-12-10T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T03:49:16.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi lol i realised that i had comments on my posts that means people do actually read my blog. WOW lol and i realised i mentioned that i will be having a holiday schedule, and in fact i didn't sit down and plan one so ho-hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do have a list of holiday goals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(when its one week left till im flying and when im back school reopens)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Reformat Computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Pack my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) sleep early wake up early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) get walking shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) play guitar at least an hour a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) remember power chords names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) read 5 books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) do e lit hw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i've haven't accomplised any sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i think i'll do my elit hw on the airplane. since its a don't know how many hours flight so i can slowly do it woohooo. and there's no more space on sia so we're taking some shit plane without movie or anyth so yay i'll slowly do my elit homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that i don't think i even have time left to read 5 books considering the fact that im going for advent camp on tomorrow, sat, sun. dental tomorrow, jamming and ice skating mon, sleepover after jamming mon-tues, east coast park tues, ice skating wed, ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that leaves me with thurs? but i probably need to pack too so so long maybe i can read one book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and furthermore i've haven't managed to sleep early at all. shit la okay im going to sleep early tonight. sleeping late makes me tired and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and reformatting my comp. sheesh i think when i come back from holiday on the first jan then i'll go reformat it or smth. i'll learn from guitarist to ocassionally check my computer lol HI BENJA you even read my blog. nope you don't know i have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then packing my room, i was supposed to do it yesterday but then i opened my cupboard and stared and said that there wasn't any point cause even if i pack it it'll be that way again and i don't know what to do with all my notes i mean i can't throw them away i need them for olvls and shit so i thought it was pretty useless to pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thinking of it i do need to pack. x.x maybe i'll pack on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guitar is not bad but lol thats a different story. and right now i need to learn 3 songs if not i'll die cause i have no time if im going for camp tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't packed my bag for camp sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the last night i can sleep early, thinking if fri-sat-sun (camp), mon - tues(sleepover at drummer house)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so.............................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever bye world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-8906666716759889579?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/8906666716759889579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=8906666716759889579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8906666716759889579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8906666716759889579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi-lol-i-realised-that-i-had-comments.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-1082053223212210662</id><published>2009-12-06T07:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T07:27:09.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah the previous post was the 152nd, my favourite number haha "5" , "2".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went botanical garden with errr church class people lol. :D and got confirmed&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i can't bother to post about my day or whatever shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just want to say that its good that blood comes early so that i don't need to have it during advent camp or on my trip to LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im going LA woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now im going back to play maple after the long hiatus, guess that a mapler never quits :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and currently i learn ice skating yay with M.K hi M.K you got read this how are you lol see you tomorrow!!!! LOL DIAO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-1082053223212210662?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/1082053223212210662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=1082053223212210662&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1082053223212210662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1082053223212210662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/12/woah-previous-post-was-152nd-my.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-5906176199335663979</id><published>2009-12-02T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T05:38:10.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL read this:&lt;br /&gt;Pearl Krabs is a fictional character in the Nickelodeon animated series SpongeBob SquarePants. She is the daughter of Eugene H. Krabs and voiced by Lori Alan. Although she is a whale and her father is a crab, it is not given as a definite fact whether she was adopted, or if her mother is a whale. However, in "Whale of a Birthday", Mr. Krabs states that he has had an "It's a boy(crossed out) girl" banner since the day she was born, which indicates that she was not adopted.Even so, if her mother was a whale, wouldn't she at least have half the features of a crab?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS A WHALE HAHAHA whaleyy i went to west coast park today and slid weee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-5906176199335663979?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/5906176199335663979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=5906176199335663979&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/5906176199335663979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/5906176199335663979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/12/lol-read-this-pearl-krabs-is-fictional.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-4302515711877026297</id><published>2009-12-01T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T01:03:47.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrate 2010 with Carlsberg!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a Sponsored Post written by me on behalf of &lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/disclosure?slot_id=114822&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fmikeswishes" rel="nofollow"&gt;Syndacast&lt;/a&gt;. All opinions are 100% mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrate the upcoming year of 2010 differently this year with Carlsberg's wish in a bottle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlsberg hosts for Mike Teo the biggest and most spectacular countdown event ever at The Float @ Marina Bay on 31 December 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Teo has 6 wishes for his super hot New Year's Eve party, and Carlsberg's going to grant the best voted ones! Help him get his wish by voting for one of the super interesting shortlisted 6:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Disco Roller Girls! celebrate with beer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SxTYWV-JkfI/AAAAAAAAAcA/5hQTQQB2_KQ/s1600/CARLS09009+Wishes+T-shirt5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SxTYWV-JkfI/AAAAAAAAAcA/5hQTQQB2_KQ/s1600/CARLS09009+Wishes+T-shirt5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SxTYWV-JkfI/AAAAAAAAAcA/5hQTQQB2_KQ/s1600/CARLS09009+Wishes+T-shirt5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SxTYWV-JkfI/AAAAAAAAAcA/5hQTQQB2_KQ/s1600/CARLS09009+Wishes+T-shirt5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 353px; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410186930745348594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SxTYWV-JkfI/AAAAAAAAAcA/5hQTQQB2_KQ/s400/CARLS09009+Wishes+T-shirt5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- GI Janes with Beer Soakers! get beer soaked with them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SxTYYlevBkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/lA7UDcuKtBw/s1600/CARLS09009+Wishes+T-shirt3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410186969268291138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SxTYYlevBkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/lA7UDcuKtBw/s400/CARLS09009+Wishes+T-shirt3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Beer Fountain with Your Mates! Dream of beer spurting out from everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SxTaHLilU-I/AAAAAAAAAc4/sC0F5AmOMfI/s1600/CARLS09009+Wishes+T-shirt6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410188869270590434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SxTaHLilU-I/AAAAAAAAAc4/sC0F5AmOMfI/s400/CARLS09009+Wishes+T-shirt6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Beer Foam Party with Your Mates! Party in foam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SxTYZ7WarQI/AAAAAAAAAcg/dmjdcr6Bgho/s1600/CARLS09009+Wishes+T-shirt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410186992318852354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SxTYZ7WarQI/AAAAAAAAAcg/dmjdcr6Bgho/s400/CARLS09009+Wishes+T-shirt1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Mechanical Bull Riding! mad and superb like the real one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SxTYZOeCSvI/AAAAAAAAAcY/wrOLHLP0EZc/s1600/CARLS09009+Wishes+T-shirt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410186980271213298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SxTYZOeCSvI/AAAAAAAAAcY/wrOLHLP0EZc/s400/CARLS09009+Wishes+T-shirt2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Bungee Jumping with a Santarina! scream for the new year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SxTYXpUFqMI/AAAAAAAAAcI/pfU37DAr6kU/s1600/CARLS09009+Wishes+T-shirt4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410186953117509826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SxTYXpUFqMI/AAAAAAAAAcI/pfU37DAr6kU/s400/CARLS09009+Wishes+T-shirt4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;interesting and crazy wishes that are rare and so vote for your favourite wish at &lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=114822&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fmikeswishes" rel="nofollow"&gt;Mike's Wishes&lt;/a&gt;! Get a chance to see your wish come true by voting! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a beer fountain? or even a beer foam party! or bull riding?! bungee jumping! its crazy and mad and fun with lots of beer, the best in the world! celebrate the upcoming new year with overwhelming excitement and fun ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or vote for your wish by sms:&lt;br /&gt;Send Carlsberg Name NRIC Wish Number to 78111&lt;br /&gt;Example: Carlsberg John Lee S7911111T 2&lt;br /&gt;1 for Roller Girls&lt;br /&gt;2 for G.I. Janes&lt;br /&gt;3 for Beer Fountain&lt;br /&gt;4 for Foam Party&lt;br /&gt;5 for Bull Riding&lt;br /&gt;6 for Bungee Jumping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vote now and stand a chance to see your wish come true, and enjoy the madness of reality! and furthermore, vote and you could win prizes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consisting of 2 Grand Prizes for 2 special winners, each get $5,000 and additional VIP tickets to Celebrate 2010 for winner and 3 friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE 1st Prizes are also given out, which include VIP tickets to Celebrate 2010 for the winner and 3 friends, and the VIP tickets even include access to the Carlsberg Lounge on the floating platform, free flow beer and finger food, and a chance to meet Mike and experience his wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, there's still a 2nd Prize for HUNDRED Winners! This includes a General admission ticket to Celebrate 2010 for winner and 1 friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Event ends of with the grand finale, where Mike will be on stage with his friends, and the wishes come true! the top 3 nominated wishes will be fufilled and everyone countsdown together with the party team to the new year of 2010! Mike and Friends, plus all lucky winners from SMS and Facebook votes, will also celebrate with Carlsberg and experience some of the wishes at the Carlsberg VIP Lounge on the floating platform!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So go vote now and participate in this spectacular new year event! Help make Mike's wishes come true this New year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/disclosure?slot_id=114822&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fsocialspark.com%2Fcode_of_ethics" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="SocialSpark Disclosure Badge" border="0" src="http://socialspark.com/metrics/view/post?slot_id=114822&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fsocialspark.com%2Fimages%2Fdisclosure_badges%2Fdisclosure_badge_grey_new.png" style="border:0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-4302515711877026297?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/4302515711877026297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=4302515711877026297&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/4302515711877026297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/4302515711877026297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/12/celebrate-2010-with-carlsberg.html' title='Celebrate 2010 with Carlsberg!'/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SxTYWV-JkfI/AAAAAAAAAcA/5hQTQQB2_KQ/s72-c/CARLS09009+Wishes+T-shirt5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-4884413170420930031</id><published>2009-11-30T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T07:44:18.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't waste your time on me you're already the voice inside my ears. lol miss that song :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-4884413170420930031?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/4884413170420930031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=4884413170420930031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/4884413170420930031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/4884413170420930031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-waste-your-time-on-me-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-389071716346406401</id><published>2009-11-30T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T07:41:45.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello lol. &lt;br /&gt;i've haven't posted since 12nov apparently, today is .. ? 30nov i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays!&lt;br /&gt;whoohooo super fun everyday its quite mad and packed and i have a list of shit to complete :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anw i'll just talk about today.&lt;br /&gt;today was super long..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super super long like so many bloody sets or segments i call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like first woke up dammn early, go school. .......&lt;br /&gt;was quite horrible cause my school shoes was at M.K house cause that time rain blah blah..... then i had to wear my sis' oversized shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. &lt;br /&gt;blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;school never could be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the new school is quite pretty somehow. its like a new place finally after how many years of the same place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'll miss that nice tree in the carpark in the old school place.&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever but the toilets are freaky.&lt;br /&gt;and school sucks okay so continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with sam and sherye, met them at far east, for once hell i was early :) yay i was so early and they were late. woohoo. &lt;br /&gt;ate cup noodles and beef chilli cheese fries. &lt; shit im broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw then blahblah blah&lt;br /&gt;im quite lazy to blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;we shopped.&lt;br /&gt;bought my heels and cardi for confi.&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;i = broke &lt;br /&gt;officially am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im left with 6 dollars for the week.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i have enough in my atm to transfer to guitarist for him to buy my thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw so i left at 3 went kallang ice skating.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha ice skating was always the best anw :) weeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went jamming. luckily there was 980 to upper thompson, slept on the way,&lt;br /&gt;then went practise with the church people. ... im playing on confi yay lol. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was pretty fun hahahaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to eat supper until 11 omg im so tired bye world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im going to sleep see you someday again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-389071716346406401?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/389071716346406401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=389071716346406401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/389071716346406401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/389071716346406401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-2904362794258596215</id><published>2009-11-12T06:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T07:01:16.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZZZZZZZZZZZ BLOGGER SCREWED UP MY POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINE I SHALL TYPE IT AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go ice skating, ring was closed to private booking, so went kbox, screamed, sand we wish u a merry christmas, left, saw hot caucasians, cabbed back, went broke, mum allowed me to keep the change from school books, still broke. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw im going for retreat tomorrow, still packing, wondering if i can fit them into my crumpler like how someone did in my school camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yay monkey boss we had fun lol lol FUCK YOU FUCK YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-2904362794258596215?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/2904362794258596215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=2904362794258596215&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/2904362794258596215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/2904362794258596215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/11/zzzzzzzzzzz-blogger-screwed-up-my-post.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-2653071786726176991</id><published>2009-11-08T07:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T07:45:39.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omfg i spent the whole day reading all the way of fairytail. how aimless sheesh. and olvl chinese is coming die die die :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, im going to plan a timetable to follow so that i won't waste this holiday i'll be having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and rule no 1 is to sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is, i still have school. two more days i presume? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh im excited for church camp yay, hope its fun :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-2653071786726176991?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/2653071786726176991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=2653071786726176991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/2653071786726176991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/2653071786726176991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/11/omfg-i-spent-whole-day-reading-all-way.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-3085536675564737104</id><published>2009-11-06T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T08:19:36.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho, lol okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamming tomorrow :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and church.&lt;br /&gt;yay but the bad thing is somehow my wrist hurts. i don't know why? &lt;br /&gt;maybe i played too much. as in it really hurts quite pretty badly. oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im twisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ouran high school host club is hot,&lt;br /&gt;fuji x shiraishi is hotter :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-3085536675564737104?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/3085536675564737104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=3085536675564737104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3085536675564737104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3085536675564737104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/11/hoho-lol-okay-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-604954032291649079</id><published>2009-11-01T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T07:56:33.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my birthday is gonna end soon, its weird..... my computer clock is screwed up. it used to be one hour fast, how i wished it was. now its 11.32 according to the clock wtf its wrong dammn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got school tomorrow, can't say much, just that i had fun! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all the people who made my birthday special, and halloween was super cool, in fact i'll bring some candy to school tomorrow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha cause there was this estate which was all RICH CAUCASIANS or however yo spell it and anyway they'll like open their gates to their houses and sit in their front yard with chairs and all and they decorate their houses like wow and they give out candy to everyone, and there are like a lot a lot of other groups around trick and treating too. and i was a mage, not a witch, but i must say it looks like a witch in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to be a pirate, but the cloak i made turned out to be a mage's cloak. you know when i was thinking of pirate, i thought of captain shanks in maple. the NPC. okay lol i've haven't played in a while, getting serious in some shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im quite excited, and i promise you, dear blog that i will not screw it up okay great i gotta practise super hard right dear blog and i shall be.... WOOOHOO. :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to myself, thank you to all the people who made a difference in my life and anyway, i ate at aston's today my dear sherryeeee and its okay hahaha. but i was so full. like full of exploding goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yeah, my guitar has a lot a lot of praises. im really happy so thank you guitar man for selling it to me for so cheap. you know i save your name on my phone as guitar man and i doubt you're even reading it but it is a freaking good guitar and i love my guitar freaking a lot right guitar i love my guitar :) actually i've haven't named it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall name it soon.&lt;br /&gt;im tired of thinking of names for my band anyway lol. we came up with last outcasts in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pleasing enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;so hope we get better and pass that man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously im so happy i recruited that person, and i pray again that none of them reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, actually no one reads this so im talking to myself so happy birthday jolene alphonse ng you' gotta live your life treasuring every moment and you gotta live life without regret okay and don't always take things for granted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i started this thing to donate money. i was thinking what i would feel without it cause actually i always thought that my &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH FUCK I DON"T WANT ANY TEACHERS READING THIS. you know they snoop around screw them up dammn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway so i use to think that this object was irritating but then one day i was alone in the house and it was raining heavily and then the house was empty and the object was missing and now i miss the object and i should treasure the object more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whatever it is,&lt;br /&gt;i think some people are very special (irrelevance, irrelevant.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people include those people that are christians and catholics.&lt;br /&gt;all the christians and catholics are really special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im quite special but i've got lots more to leaarn and to go on so oh well, i'll keep going :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right now, i need to go to bed cause i have no time to blog anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks M.K AND SHAW.L for making my birthday great :) you know that night i thought that we were really playing hide and seek you lamer and then you made me hide behind the curtains then M.K came into the room then I WANTED TO BURST OUT LAUGHING. and then i vibrated the whole curtain i guess seriously i can't stand not laughing when someone is there and lol lol whatever. and so HOW COME YOU MEAN YOU PLANNED TO FIND ME LAST SO YOU KNOW I WAS THERE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did i mention the halloween incident. two horrible and funny men wanted to scare us. the first time i was walking with X.L then we were just talking okay then they just jumped in front of us and screamed like gorrillas OMG I RAN OKAY IT WAS QUITE MAD THEN HE CHASED ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then second time we walked again then i thought they were gone and all then after that M.K saw them coming and she told me then the thought of them running after me was quite scary so i screamed then W.E and V.C and X.L all screamed lol lol i think it was quite mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks W.E, V.C, X.L, M.K for the fun fun halloween, too bad next year we're having O's and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks Shaw.L, J.X, O.C, P.S, T.Q.H, Z.Q, C.S, C.T, S.T... oh man did i miss anyone out im kind of rushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to think of it i have school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i never had school after my birthday. lol how interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEE BLOG. NIGHTNIGHT;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-604954032291649079?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/604954032291649079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=604954032291649079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/604954032291649079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/604954032291649079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-birthday-is-gonna-end-soon-its-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-8044777958185242795</id><published>2009-10-30T06:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T06:23:49.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>slacked with C.lim today at my house. &lt;br /&gt;it was kind of random and weird as i was escaping the wraths of an evil woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-8044777958185242795?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/8044777958185242795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=8044777958185242795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8044777958185242795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8044777958185242795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/10/slacked-with-c.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-4387085707255969476</id><published>2009-10-27T08:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T08:21:24.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13 Things To Do On Your Birthday, Besides The Birthday Party…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Send a thank you card. To this person who have once made a difference to your life. Expressing gratitude helps us to be more conscious of what we can be thankful for. Why not do it on your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Reset your priorities. Which area(s) in your life have you taken more responsibility on in the past year(s)? What other areas would you like to focus more on this year? For example, if you have neglected your health and emphasised on your career, perhaps it’s time to reset your priorities this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Note the changes. What have you changed over the year? Is it for the better or not? Are you happy with the change? For example, your body shape, your financial status, your relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Buy a gift. When you are accustomed to receiving birthday gifts, why not do something different this year? Buy yourself a gift! When is the best time to give yourself the best reason to grab that item which you have been eyeing on for soooo looong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Buy someone a gift. Birthdays don’t have to be about yourself only. Why not buy a gift for this person who have made you most happy to be alive? The joy you get from doing this could potentially be more than you receiving a gift from the same person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Get a new hairstyle. Yes! For guys and gals. If you aren’t a very brave person, then go for something milder, which you know you will be able to accept and still feel good about it. Maybe a change in colour? Or just give yourself a fringe? How about a more layered cut instead of the flat-side-parting style that you have spotted for the last decade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Celebrate. I know, this shouldn’t be in this list. But, I’m talking about a different sort of celebration. Celebrate the fact that you are celebrating your birthday. Celebrate the things you already have in your life. Celebrate by telling others how blessed you are. Just celebrate, deep inside your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Attend a performance. If you haven’t been to a musical before, go for one. Attend your favourite artiste’s concert, if they happen to be in town. If your budget allows, then buy yourself a premium seat, for once. Go with a partner if you prefer to have company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Start being environmental friendly. If you find this too troublesome and incurring too many inconveniences in your life, think about how this world is going to be if the rate of waste continues. There will never be a good time to start an initiative like this. So, maybe beginning it on your birthday could be a good motivating factor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Create your to-do list. Yes, depending on the year of birthday you are celebrating, create your own list of Things To Do On Your Nth Birthday! If you are celebrating your 30th birthday this year, then write down 30 things you like to do. Make sure you clear them when you celebrate your 31st birthday, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Be a child. What did you do when you were a kid? What were your favourite activities, games, sports etc? Do them again on your birthday. After all, you are celebrating the day of your birth, isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Call. Call your old friends, people whom you haven’t been in touch with for a period of time but who used to be your buddies and say “Hi”. You don’t have to remind them it’s your birthday, if you don’t want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Wishes! We all make birthday wishes. Instead of waiting for the sky to drop those wishes onto our laps, why not write them down and ask your close friends, family and loved ones to fulfill them for you on this special day? When they do, give them a bear hug and be really, really appreciative and thankful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-4387085707255969476?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/4387085707255969476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=4387085707255969476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/4387085707255969476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/4387085707255969476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/10/13-things-to-do-on-your-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-4339816561508332356</id><published>2009-10-27T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T08:18:11.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do things turn out differently from what you've expected, why do things always seem to change and can't stay the way it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when its time to live and let die,&lt;br /&gt;and you can't get another try,&lt;br /&gt;- 21 guns, greenday &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm my birthday is coming. interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-4339816561508332356?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/4339816561508332356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=4339816561508332356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/4339816561508332356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/4339816561508332356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-do-things-turn-out-differently-from.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-4894242458319937559</id><published>2009-10-22T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T06:58:01.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jamming tomorrow, :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet child o mine, lol okay im quite dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yes friend the first thing that we think of when we wake up is "im so gonna sleep early tomorrow night" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i do indeed think of that every morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-4894242458319937559?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/4894242458319937559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=4894242458319937559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/4894242458319937559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/4894242458319937559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/10/jamming-tomorrow-o-sweet-child-o-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-99572060853652616</id><published>2009-10-14T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T18:20:48.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHIT, FANDN TEST TOMORROW AND I DIDN'T STUDY A SINGLE BIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol okay hi merlyn it went quite weird and bad, finished the paper at 9.15 and left a lot blank lol lol. didn't really know what to write in questions which asked stuff like what is the function of carbohydrates and what is basal metapolism and what is the difference between wheat flour plain flour and bread flour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: today is the day a few days after that day, apparently, i edited the post"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im going to play a fun game with wendry.&lt;br /&gt;im up and earlyn on a saturday morning at 9! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how cool. okay i think this is enough, goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-99572060853652616?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/99572060853652616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=99572060853652616&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/99572060853652616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/99572060853652616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/10/shit-fandn-test-tomorrow-and-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-8710308508614315184</id><published>2009-10-13T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T00:22:55.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long-awaited Exquisite Dine and Wine Event</title><content type='html'>An upcoming event held at Accor's Grand Mecure Roxy Hotel, on 17 October, Saturday, at 7pm, - an exclusive wine and dine indulgence, featuring a lavishing 6 course banquet of award winning dishes specifically prepared for the fine by the reowned executive chef, Chef Lee Tuck Seng from Jia Wei Chinese Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indulge in this luxurious gourmet cooking and feast of exotic Chinese cuisine, accompanied with refined wine pairings for each sumptous course. This dinner is definitely a cannot-miss experience for all wholesome culinary enthusiasts who appreciate such first-class dining! Find out more about it at &lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=70462&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.grandmercureroxy.com.sg%2Fgala_dinner.html" rel="nofollow"&gt;The Grand Mercure Roxy Wine &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dishes served are all signature dishes, of satisfying appeal and taste. The first course is the appetiser, the Jia Wei Deluxe Combination, of a simple yet enticing plate of bite-sized lobster paste roll, smoked duck, seafood dumpling, wasabi prawn and marinated octopus. This unique dish alone is definitely one of the reasons to be there! Looking at the picture of the appealing dish below simply makes me crave to sample it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/StVztVhW8uI/AAAAAAAAAbg/cpJtlpZSXg0/s1600-h/JiaweiDeluxeCombo_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392343351554405090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/StVztVhW8uI/AAAAAAAAAbg/cpJtlpZSXg0/s400/JiaweiDeluxeCombo_web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second up is the tantalizing Braised Shark’s Fin with Crabmeat in Golden Stock. Shark's fin, who can resist it? The high quality texture of the tantalizing and luxurious shark fin is accompanied with a generous meaty crab claw, served in a superior chicken stock which is slow-boiled for 12 hours till golden. This alluring and mouth-watering dish will definitely taste even better than it looks! Delightful, delectable and divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/StVzt_REH5I/AAAAAAAAAbo/orzzIlYTpi4/s1600-h/BraisedSharkFin_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392343362760351634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/StVzt_REH5I/AAAAAAAAAbo/orzzIlYTpi4/s400/BraisedSharkFin_web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next dish features the delicate and sleek cod fish, steamed and served with a uniquely created sauce! Steamed to perfection, the cod fish, specially flown in from Norway, is full of its mellow rich taste and pleasant feel. Seasoned with the special sauce made from a variety of vegetables, this dish bursts with flavor and ambrosial delight! To put it frankly, it is purely luscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/StVz9xS8ukI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2VE4M7d3GG4/s1600-h/SteamedCodFish_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392343633888066114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/StVz9xS8ukI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2VE4M7d3GG4/s400/SteamedCodFish_web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, be prepared to savor two distinct tastes in the upcoming exclusive dish. This dish consists of two culinary styles, the first is braised fresh scallop and broccoli with dry conpoy drizzled with premium oyster sauce while the second is a combination of fresh scallops, fruits and salted egg deep-fried till golden brown. Get a chance to sample this remarkable dish at this dinner! Cooked till excellence perfection, what more can I say but bon appétit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/StVz-VrrHdI/AAAAAAAAAb4/RJ7ZmTpfC2I/s1600-h/BraisedScallop_web2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392343643655445970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/StVz-VrrHdI/AAAAAAAAAb4/RJ7ZmTpfC2I/s400/BraisedScallop_web2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of the common fried rice? At this dinner, a supreme plate of specialized fried rice is prepared with a variety of favourite Chinese ingredients that include conpoy, Chinese sausage, mushroom and selected vegetables. It is served wrapped in a lotus leaf, which enhances its fragrance and taste, a succulent and palatable dish. Don't you want to try it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/StVynB_VVrI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_2eTXd-mDBw/s1600-h/FriedRice_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392342143720576690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/StVynB_VVrI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_2eTXd-mDBw/s400/FriedRice_web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lastly, to top it all, is a fine and rare dessert of Almond Cream with Hashima and Glutinous Dumplings. The light and fragrant almond cream with the cooling hashima and bite-size glutinous dumplings provides a delightful conclusion to your evening of epicurean Chinese culinary journey. What it tastes like, sweet? Mellow? Go find out yourself!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/StVzV8eq77I/AAAAAAAAAbY/Y1ueX6DKwsk/s1600-h/Almond_Cream_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392342949695254450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/StVzV8eq77I/AAAAAAAAAbY/Y1ueX6DKwsk/s400/Almond_Cream_web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next area of this dinner I will be talking about is the aromatic wine. Wine, oh fine wine! A variety of wine of different flavours from around the world is served with the dishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin with, a wine with fresh and lively with green highlights and aromas of tomato leaf, aspargus, exotic fruit and lychee. The Famille Castel, Sauvignon Blanc Gascogne, France. A bottle bursting with extreme flavour and pleasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To continue, there is also The Bascand, Pinot Noir from Waipara, New Zealand. Another exquisite wine consisting of bright berry fruits overlaying a complexity derived from old aged vines and from the intelligent use of oak. With a big plum and vanilla aromas, this wine is suited for everyone interested in the wonderful wine culture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following, is the Les Hauts De Goelane Cab, Sauv Merlot Bordeaux, France. A beautiful bright red color wine, subtle and with a complex nose of vanilla and red fruits. A supple and generous wine, made to please with a pleasant lingering finish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, the well knowned Terra Andina Cabernet Sauv from Central Valley, Chile is also available at this dinner! Bright yet with a deep ruby color, it has an intense aroma with a sweet first touch, reminding one of blackcurrant and plums mingled harmoniously with graphite and toasted coffee flavors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, there is another exquisite wine, the Bascand Riesling, from Waipara New Zealand. It has varietal characteristics of capsicum, cut grass, peas and tropical fruits, typical of Marlborough Sauvignon Blanc. Lees contact has provided some fattening of the mid palate and complexity on the nose also, with hints of brioche.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a series of fine wine paired together with the fine dishes, they complement and do not overshadow each other. This dinner will definitely be worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Held at the Grand Mercure Roxy Hotel, at the 3rd level, East Coast Ballroom. Tempting? Check out more at &lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=70462&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.grandmercureroxy.com.sg%2Fgala_dinner.html" rel="nofollow"&gt;The Grand Mercure Roxy Wine &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In addition, complete this survey at &lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=70462&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fsurvey.syndacast.com%2Findex.php%3Fsurvey_code%3D0b47e359%26login%3D1" rel="nofollow"&gt;The Grand Mercure Roxy Survey&lt;/a&gt; to receive an exclusive privilege to book a weekend special accommodation package at the Grand Mercure Roxy Hotel!&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, by participating, you'll also be automatically entering a lucky draw to win a weekend staycation at Grand Mercure Roxy Hotel with 3 dining vouchers at the award-winning Chinese restaurant, Jia Wei! So try your luck now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Grand Mercure Roxy Hotel provides four dining outlets, 10 meeting rooms, a wellness spa, outdoor swimming pool and a well-equipped fitness centre. The hotel has 558 guest rooms and conveniently located 15minutes away from Changi Airport! It is also a short walk away to East Coast Park, Parkway Parade Shopping Centre, and is within easy access to Singapore's popular shopping hubs in Suntec City, Orchard Road, VivoCity, Singapore Flyer and the F1 race area at Marina Bay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I recommend you to particpate in this glorious scrumptous feast at the Grand Mercure Roxy Hotel, and participate in the survey now to stand a chance to stay in this first-class hotel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;map name="map5192"&gt;&lt;area href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/disclosure?slot_id=70462&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.grandmercureroxy.com.sg%2Fgala_dinner.html%3Futm_source%3Dsyndacast%26utm_medium%3Dpr%26utm_campaign%3Dsyndacast" shape="rect" coords="0,0,206,45" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;area href="http://socialspark.com/code_of_ethics" shape="rect" coords="207,0,225,45" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/map&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; 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jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/StVztVhW8uI/AAAAAAAAAbg/cpJtlpZSXg0/s72-c/JiaweiDeluxeCombo_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-8104322728531831447</id><published>2009-10-11T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:05:39.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;oh my a math was the best paper ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not being sacarstic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and kamio is freaking cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/StKc4pg_nwI/AAAAAAAAAao/6kbBVfte8vM/s1600-h/kamioakira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 351px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391544200946753282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/StKc4pg_nwI/AAAAAAAAAao/6kbBVfte8vM/s400/kamioakira.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arghhh i didn't draw that though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-8104322728531831447?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/8104322728531831447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=8104322728531831447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8104322728531831447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8104322728531831447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-my-math-was-best-paper-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/StKc4pg_nwI/AAAAAAAAAao/6kbBVfte8vM/s72-c/kamioakira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-1676306468896448704</id><published>2009-10-10T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T06:39:34.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm ris low is interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not against her or whatsoever,&lt;br /&gt;but singaporeans are not very pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-1676306468896448704?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/1676306468896448704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=1676306468896448704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1676306468896448704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1676306468896448704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/10/hmmm-ris-low-is-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-2430867019053144881</id><published>2009-10-09T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T23:45:56.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everybody, put up your  hands, say i don't wanna be in love. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna be in love&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna be in love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say i don't wanna be in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay just felt like typing that.&lt;br /&gt;doing maths now, with itunes on.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be in love by good charlotte was playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh im bored and more or less dead, only studied till chapter three for amath and gotta go for church later. DANG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and happy birthday ppt and HL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-2430867019053144881?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/2430867019053144881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=2430867019053144881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/2430867019053144881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/2430867019053144881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/10/everybody-put-up-your-hands-say-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-2481705657745813764</id><published>2009-10-09T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T07:41:50.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im watching the stars shine brightly tonight,&lt;br /&gt;to say that its blocked by the dust and smog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that i could see you in america,&lt;br /&gt;but im far from france.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes if i could create my own world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i want to be a farmer honestly.&lt;br /&gt;or someone living in those river areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my finger's kinda numb from my guitar. oh well i don't see any improvement since monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway why are we born into this world where rules are set for us, where we have to do everything according to what has been planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like railway tracks, which keep going. we're not allowed to change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we gotta go through olevels, psle, alevels blah just cause someone set it that way since hell knows when and no one changes it or asks why but we just do it, and thats what makes us slaves of our freedom, slaves of our own dreams, that we don't even dream anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhh im finally getting my amplifier on monday.&lt;br /&gt;cause that sunday the shops were closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my dad decided to get it for me in the end :)&lt;br /&gt;and ha peace centre is not a cheapskate place whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;im wondering if i should join in this thing, but people there are twice my age and so i guess im not really sure about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh crap. im getting those headphones anyway.&lt;br /&gt;hmm 28 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently i am fucking broke, and&lt;br /&gt;currently i need to buy a lot of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i should get that thing too.&lt;br /&gt;but its another half of my bank account and then i'll be back to $0 in it and then my goal to save 500bucks is kinda even further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh fuck hotmail whats wrong with it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;its hanging on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently playing in itunes:&lt;br /&gt;I Hate Everything About You&lt;br /&gt;- Three Days Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to find my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;and i promise you that i will always okay i won't ever do it again&lt;br /&gt;cause i will die for you, on skyway avenue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway what can me and M.K build this holiday, inspiration plz, phineas and ferb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and check out &lt;a href="http://www.icarly.com/"&gt;www.icarly.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol icarly, i've been watching nickolodeans with M.K and friends.&lt;br /&gt;lol i was thinking of making a webshow too.&lt;br /&gt;anyway we'll be filming a movie. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to obama for winning the nobel prize :)&lt;br /&gt;i was wondering that day what president obama has actually done and was reading up comments of people who didnt like him. apparently i don't know why. i guess its hard to be a president and "change", i mean what would you change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo spongebob has a webpage too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spongebob.nicksplat.com/en/games/"&gt;http://spongebob.nicksplat.com/en/games/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool lol lame games im gonna play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep well tonight &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-2481705657745813764?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/2481705657745813764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=2481705657745813764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/2481705657745813764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/2481705657745813764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-watching-stars-shine-brightly.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-2258747243845280014</id><published>2009-10-06T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T06:23:15.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ripped this off someone's facebook. looks fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i screwed up __% of my teenage life"&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten detention.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten your phone taken away in class.&lt;br /&gt;(ho im lucky i always get them back by the end of the day, and thats cause im lucky.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten suspended.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten caught chewing gum.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten caught cheating on a test.&lt;br /&gt;(the teacher was just being a bitch, seriously, it wasn't 100% cheating. plz im smart no needa cheat :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Arrived late to class more than 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;(lol 15, as recorded of term 4 ._.; i so horribly hate cwo.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Didn’t do homework over 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;(hmmm.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Turned at least 3 projects in late.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Missed school cause you felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laughed so loud you got kicked out of class&lt;br /&gt;(got called back in like 5minutes later. probably guilty heh. anyway i wasn't laughing so.. and i guess i wasn't even freaking talking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Got your mom / dad etc. to get you out of school.&lt;br /&gt;(is being sick counted?)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Texted people during class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Passed notes.&lt;br /&gt;[x]Threw stuff across the room.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laughed at the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pulled down the fire alarm&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went on myspace , facebook , xanga , etc. on the computer at school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Took pictures during school hours.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Called someone during school hours.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Listened to an iPod , CD , etc. during class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Threw something at the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went outside the classroom without permission.&lt;br /&gt;(i took silence as consent.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Broke the dress code.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Failed a class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ate food during class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total : 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten a call from school.&lt;br /&gt;(oh. annoying shit.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Couldn’t go on a field trip cause you behaved badly.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Didn’t take your stuff to school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten a detention and didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Stuck up your middle finger at a teacher when they were not looking.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cursed during class loud enough so the teacher could hear&lt;br /&gt;(ha doubt they bothered. fuck is a free word. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total : 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Faked your parents signature&lt;br /&gt;[x] Slept in class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cursed at a teacher to their face.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Copied homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multiply by 3 = 66&lt;br /&gt;Then repost this as "I screwed up __% of my teenage life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screwed up 66% of my teenage life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm don't really consider it screwed. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's one more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag ten people. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real - nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name : Jolene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A four Letter Word : jump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's Name : Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's Name : Jill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation : Joob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A color : Jade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you'll wear:  Jumpers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A food : Jackfood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Something found in the bathroom: Jolene's toothpaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A place : JAPAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A reason for being late : jumped all the way to ze schola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Something you'd shout : JAHHOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A movie title : Juno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Something you drink : Jackfruit Juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. A musical group : Jumpsuit Apparatus The Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. An animal : Jaguar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. A street name :  Jalan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. A type of car : Jaguar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The title of a song : Jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA. okay whatever. lllllo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go off now.&lt;br /&gt;and btw, chem was ._.&lt;br /&gt;geog was ._.&lt;br /&gt;math was ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics on thurs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no schola tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need cash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-2258747243845280014?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/2258747243845280014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=2258747243845280014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/2258747243845280014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/2258747243845280014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/10/ripped-this-off-someones-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-5750389743674010109</id><published>2009-10-04T00:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T01:52:22.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello world.&lt;br /&gt;today i will start practising really hard on my electric guitar ;D&lt;br /&gt;heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im looking for a drummer and a bassist, if anyone's interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have a chem test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;supposedly to be my favourite, but i haven't finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i barely touched geog.&lt;br /&gt;so im more or less in a coffin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, like in secondary one or two, i shall type out chem shit here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today the topic is redox reactions.&lt;br /&gt;somehow no more data can enter my brain anymore, its more or less to the brim ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously hope less mole and redox comes out, cause i don't have any mole worksheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went to sleepover at M.K house yesterday and we did study. her family is like a movie. ho-hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway:&lt;br /&gt;Oxidising agents:&lt;br /&gt;manganate(VII): Mn04-&lt;br /&gt;reduced to Mn2+&lt;br /&gt;purple to colourless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dichromate(VI): Cr2072-&lt;br /&gt;reduced to Cr3+&lt;br /&gt;orange to green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iron(III): Fe3+&lt;br /&gt;reduced to Fe2+&lt;br /&gt;yellow to green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iodine: I2&lt;br /&gt;reduced to I-&lt;br /&gt;brown to colourless&lt;br /&gt;(and i thought iodine was violet and bromine was brown??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hydrogen peroxide: H2O2&lt;br /&gt;reduced to H20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sheesh this is boring.&lt;br /&gt;some people thinki yamaha is guranteed good.&lt;br /&gt;seriously no offense, it's overated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-5750389743674010109?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-462826375330721686</id><published>2009-10-02T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T04:02:45.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im wondering about halloweeen.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking for other interested people to participate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;provide candy lol? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the younger: under 18?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll plan something maybe.&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, the day after is my birthday haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im out to find happiness ;)&lt;br /&gt;and i need to study chemistry if not i'll screw another day ;O&lt;br /&gt;crystal jade's plain congee is the best.&lt;br /&gt;i need cash.&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/356825186760506275-462826375330721686?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/462826375330721686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=462826375330721686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/462826375330721686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/462826375330721686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-6489494102453622209</id><published>2009-09-30T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T06:17:00.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arghh somehow i haven't went to study yet, i was reading my previous posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff to note:&lt;br /&gt;1) there are seriously some weird posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i realised i liked blue since april. good ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND. weeeeeee im getting better at bearings. i hope i'll get A1 tomorrow lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang.dang.dang. anyway, i don't know what now so bye. lol. i find myself entertaining. okay screw thats weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ecstacy; ;)))))&lt;br /&gt;shiraishi kuranosuke is a new hot guy in my movie and i can't stop thinking about him sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;then there was once cause they were introducing people from one school. and then it was like this is saeki and we all know he's handsome. yes saeki is handsome hahaa. anyone related to fuji is handsome ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but fuji and shiraishi beats them 24/7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-6489494102453622209?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/6489494102453622209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=6489494102453622209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/6489494102453622209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/6489494102453622209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/09/arghh-somehow-i-havent-went-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-975235469556743032</id><published>2009-09-30T06:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T06:03:22.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH I REMEMBERED. i was thinking of remaking an account with my email cause the email for this account is &lt;a href="mailto:icecreammeltedinthefridge@hotmail.com"&gt;icecreammeltedinthefridge@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; and its filled with fucking loads of virus. there's people adding me and asking if i want sex. sheesh but i already posted like way more than 100posts here so was wondering. okay whatever. so long i need to switch off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-975235469556743032?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/975235469556743032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=975235469556743032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/975235469556743032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/975235469556743032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-i-remembered.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-3229193535728564682</id><published>2009-09-30T06:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T06:02:05.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>neither is it 6.01am D: its night not morning bbs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-640963246774819463</id><published>2009-09-30T06:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T06:01:37.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol its not 5.56am obviously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-640963246774819463?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/640963246774819463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=640963246774819463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/640963246774819463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/640963246774819463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/09/lol-its-not-5.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-8960861044238046094</id><published>2009-09-30T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T06:00:41.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol this layout is quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eoys im so gonna do up my html well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thinking of it start ordering my shoes im gonna do mass customization! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bananastick-s.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://bananastick-s.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghh i wanted to type something but i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this layout reminds me of fanfic layouts.&lt;br /&gt;its quite cool. except the bottom could do better.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well. watching, watchful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously i want to own one of the shoes i paint for others. :/ the one i did for myself is hella ugly.&lt;br /&gt;there's so much to do! so much to say D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but apparently i needa study dang.&lt;br /&gt;oh my fortune cookie is cute. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-8960861044238046094?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-7411076358674250913</id><published>2009-09-30T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T05:49:48.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi i was thinking of switching my layout to blue instead, cause blue is currently hotter than green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i have maths test tomorrow and what the fuck am i doing here. ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda screwed up social studies. sheesh. i was supposed to study on tues. apparently i went to parkway parade. to buy a cool electric guitar and ended sitting in borders reading diary of a wimpy kid the green one :) makes me feel like buying it too cause i have the collection of the red and blue ones. and seriously its histerical, nonsensical. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the way greg is a total jerk and yet he thinks he's so great so he ends up screwing up all the time and trying to get girls and all, but still loses to his dumb friend rowley. and then he always says he hates rodrick but actually he thinks that rodrick is cool and wants to learn how to get away like rodrick. and his mum is horribly retarded in her sports gear and his dad is also retarded and haha he has a boss with three sons who all play sports okay whatever just go read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end i stayed in borders reading that damn book and oh well the social studies crap couldn't enter my brain anyway ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i slept again on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;its cool that i got a 76 straight bus all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but again if i took the mrt i would have studied i believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then when i went home apparently i tried studying and then at night i ended up playing some guitar with my sis and then we went to study ._. like really study but since we only studied for one hour and the uncle chased us away, ho-hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i did learn something. what was it again? managing singapore eh. oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't really care if i studied or not anymore after all its over and cute mario bear panda lol did 3 and a half essays wtf when you're only supposed to write two and i ended up only doing 1 and a one quater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but even if i had more time i don't think the one quarter would progress any further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. im more or less broke. i have $0 for the next week dang. actually i do have more than 0 but apparently, im saving. oh well im always saving. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can draw really quite comparable fuji's haha. btw fuji is the hot guy in my show. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday daniel wu ._.&lt;br /&gt;from M.K and J.N&lt;br /&gt;aka merlyn.K and jolene.N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol lol lol.&lt;br /&gt;aye. birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought extra batteries in case my calculator runs out of batteries tomorrow halfway during test. but i wonder if i have to bring a screwdriver to to unscrew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and currently FLOW is addictive. somehow its not like they're the best but their songs are growing so yup. and stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i changed my style of typing to the more professional way so now i type slightly slower than before but it doessn't make my hand feel horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lol what am i doing here. i'll go change the layout and then i'll leave. gah i can't wait for eoys to end then i can start doing so many so many stuff. dammmn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im wondering if its possible to sleep early tonight at 10.&lt;br /&gt;its maybe impossible cause i haven't learnt the graphs and some other shit, and i haven't bathed.&lt;br /&gt;and im alone at home now. feels half good and half bad. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum went overseas for some business to europe. ;x&lt;br /&gt;hmmm next time when i work i hope i can fly all around the world too. its fun. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-7411076358674250913?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/7411076358674250913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=7411076358674250913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7411076358674250913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7411076358674250913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi-i-was-thinking-of-switching-my.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-7579138988523230350</id><published>2009-09-27T04:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T05:23:55.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its amazing how long i haven't posted for; its amazing that blogger is back to normal; its amazing that im still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow apparently today, i just felt like uploading a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it won't be a post of crap or whatever, (my EOYs STARTS tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact my first paper tomorrow is english, and i was thinking what if the expoitary essay tomorrow would be "freedom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been reading a wonderful book by paulo coelho - the zahir, its truely one of the best books, and its a book thats indescribable, a book thats full of wonderful content and style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fighting for freedom,&lt;br /&gt;i have everything, but im not happy.&lt;br /&gt;and im not the only one either;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the years, i've met all kinds of people: the rich, the poor, the powerful, and those who just make do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the same sadness which people were'nt always prepared to acknowledge, but which, regardless of what they were telling me, was nevertheless there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people appear to be happy, but they simply don't give the matter much thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;others make plans: im going to have a husband, a home, two children, a house, as long as they're busy doing that, they're like bulls looking for the bullfighter: they react instinctively, they blunder on, with no idea where the target is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They get their car, sometimes they even get a Ferrari, and they think that's the meaning of life, and they never question it. Yet their eyes betray the sadness that even they don't know they carry in their soul. Are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if everyone is unhappy. I know they're all busy: working overtime, worrying about their children, their husband, their career, their degree, what they are going to do tomorrow etc. Very few people actually say "im unhappy". most say " i'm fine, i've got everything i ever wanted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what makes you happy?"&lt;br /&gt;Answer: "i've got everything a person could possibly want - a family, a home, work, good health"&lt;br /&gt;"Have you ever stopped to wonder if that's all there is to life?"&lt;br /&gt;Answer: "Yes, thats all there is"&lt;br /&gt;I insist, " so the meaning of life is work, family, children who grow up and leave you, a wire or husband who will become more like a friend than a real lover. And of course, one day your work will end too. What will you do when that happens?"&lt;br /&gt;Answer: There is no answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if i insist, they always come up with something they're lacking. The businessman hasn't yet closed the deal he wanted, the housewife would like to have more independence and more money, the boy who's in love is afraid of losing his girlfriend, the new graduate wonders if he wanted to be a singer, the singer wanted to be a politician,  the politician wanted to be a writer, the writer wanted to be a farmer, and even when i did meet someone who was doing what he had chosen to do, that person's soul was still in torment. He hadn't found peace yet either. So are you happy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats missing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe we don't all have the courage to follow our dreams and to follow the signs. Perhaps that's where the sadness comes from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was taken from part of the book, and im still reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way paulo phrased it was beautiful, and i do indeed feel like that. im going to start having the courage to follow my dreams. Freedom is worth fighting for. maybe sometimes its about we end this small fantasied restricted world and made it real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of eoys again, i do hope i could do well. im not particularly scared or do i in fact treat it as a significant predicament of any sort. to excoriate the layers off this journey and unveil the year's stark hard work. the fortitude to approach this exams is respectable. within everyone as they prepare, they do indeed realise maybe, where they're heading for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know what i'll possibly write about tomorrow. i do wish i could write something remarkable. i was actually planning to finish the fan fic that i was writing but looks like i ran out of time. maybe i still could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;im weird i guess and i know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-7579138988523230350?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/7579138988523230350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=7579138988523230350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7579138988523230350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7579138988523230350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-amazing-how-long-i-havent-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-7431158457203821825</id><published>2009-07-21T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T06:46:34.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wtf is wrong with bloggger. DIUU THE POST BOX IS SCREWED AND IM TYPING IN A SPACE OF WHITE.&lt;br /&gt;whatever just wanted to post cutecute bel up here. im in love with him too. ahhh he's so cute. OMFG AND I CAN'T UPLOAD THE BLOODY PICTURE. THIS IS MAD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-7431158457203821825?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/7431158457203821825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=7431158457203821825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7431158457203821825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7431158457203821825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/07/wtf-is-wrong-with-bloggger.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-3937394438651576683</id><published>2009-06-30T06:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T06:34:36.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay that previous post that i posted today was meant for last last week?&lt;br /&gt;or maybe last last last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i love hibari kyoya.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;he's so hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to copy W and spam post many many pictures of them! :D YAY OMG I LOVE HIBARI KYOYA. :DDDDD and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SQUALO. HE'S DAMN NICE. TO YAMAMOTO~&lt;br /&gt;AND I LOVE FLAN. HE'S LIKE "SENPAI" HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;AND I LOVE BEL. HE'S CUTE LIKE OMGGZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;they didn't feature much of lussuria though ~&lt;br /&gt;and xanxus is getting cuter by the day ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREW WHY AIN'T THE PIC SHOWIN' UP????? @.@&lt;br /&gt;DAMMMN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell WHAT THE HELLLL.&lt;br /&gt;WAKAAOOO&lt;br /&gt;DDDD. -.-&lt;br /&gt;HELLO BLOGGER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i tried publishing and now im rediting. :D&lt;br /&gt;zzzz.... a more ma fan way would be to post on photobucket and link and all. SCREWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn nevermind i go post on ultraviolet comm. heheh ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols so too bad you can't see my shuai hibari kyoya. nevermind he can see me can already :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye peopleeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-3937394438651576683?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/3937394438651576683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=3937394438651576683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3937394438651576683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3937394438651576683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-that-previous-post-that-i-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-1931184968802630514</id><published>2009-06-30T06:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T06:26:23.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello, lol been a long time since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well basically im just talking about today, where i am now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been watching a wonderful dammn good and not a single bit of waste time anime called KATEKYO HITMAN REBORN! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i freaking love it.&lt;br /&gt;all the characters.&lt;br /&gt;the way they potray the characters in the show as having similar behaviours and attitudes as people in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and actually if you think there's also a reason for their actions in the show.(hints - hibari kyoya &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way the show brings out the wonderful friendship and love they have yet making it in a serious and joking way makes me feel so happy everytime i watch it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even bought two posters. heh. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats also the reason why im blogging now at 1.31am. must be fast before the internet is cut off. oh shit i think its being cut off now. nevermind i'll just save this in notepad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway just to say, GO WATCH IT.&lt;br /&gt;damn i wish they produce it faster x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for those already fans,&lt;br /&gt;i used to like gokudera a lot. &lt;br /&gt;but apparently i switched to hibari kyoya. oh god he's the best. he's the hottest. WAHHHH GOODNIGHT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyway, i support yaoi reborn yup.&lt;br /&gt;especially 1880 &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha even their eight combines. and one is after zero. okay whatever. lol. AHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyway today is a different day now. as in after AHHH, now today is wednesday. the part to AHHH was monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i went to P's house to sleep for one night :)  banzai~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it was pretty mad.  every crap we did. lol.&lt;br /&gt;thanks P for the food~ i realised how much food you gave meh so i shall treat you, if you're even reading this. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wrote a fanfic. lol. its freaking 12 sides of a popular foolscap paper. my pen's almost out of ink. i wonder if i'll have ink to write tomorrow. i haven't even finished the fanfic LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i can write it for a long long time with many many pages. basically its on yaoi reborn. yeah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently im not calling leejunki leejunki anymore. got sick of the real leejunki, and also of matsumotojun. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, leejunki's new name shall be... &lt;br /&gt;shall be? &lt;br /&gt;lol. 0.0&lt;br /&gt;she shall be called my fellow REBORN! lover :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway my fellow REBORN! lover, i've downloaded the OST's LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and actually you know, im going to continue ranting about reborn. you know its improving my english cause while i was writing the fanfic i USED A DICTIONARY~ which is rare. of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i learnt a lot of words.&lt;br /&gt;mainly words which are interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FUCKING HATE MOTHS AND LIZARDS OMGZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know actually i realised i don't really love hibari kyoya, i just like his character cause there's many interesting things about him. like why he acts like that. and the way he's so cool and calm, and just hates crowds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i invented his past. he hates crowds cause last time after his two parents died in a car accident, he was constantly bullied by a group of boys in his old neighbourhood, and then he felt that people stuck together cause they couldn't fight alone and blah. so he went to learn how to fight and ~ hibari kyoya :) &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know actually, i like varia a lot. ALOT&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE THEY'RE MAD.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE &lt;br /&gt;Superbia Squalo~&lt;br /&gt;attacko di squalo LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yabai yabai :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there's lussuria. &lt;br /&gt;and flan, and BEL!!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;okay we'll start with squallo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squalo IS PLAIN MAD.&lt;br /&gt;HE GOES : VOOOOIIIIII!!!&lt;br /&gt;at everyone. &lt;br /&gt;he screams freaking loudly, and always says RYU SEI!(shut up in jap) &lt;br /&gt;he's just mad. he screams at everything. &lt;br /&gt;and you should watch episode 137, the latest one, to see the part where he tells the servants to go and tell the bastard boss xanxus to not be fussy about the meat cause he got serious killing at the east side to do. lol. the six funeral wreaths. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he's nice you know. he cares about everyone and yamamoto &lt;3 a lot too :) he taught yamamoto stuff. yeah 8D i like him. he's one of my top five characters~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next is LUSSURIA.&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember lussuria's full name though. he's gay. and mad too. he's very cute cause he always acts as the mama in the varia then he goes around reminding them to not forget their boxes, and to kill a lot! go and watch episode 137 too. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lussuria is gay towards everyone. he doesn't particularly have a boyfriend, but apparently there was once when he got quite close to squalo lol then squalo was damn cute then. AHHHH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now FLAN.&lt;br /&gt;they haven't really shown much of flan, and im not gonna read the manga cause its black and white. lol.&lt;br /&gt;but flan is freaking cute. he wears this froggy hood on his head cause he has to. lol. his predecessor did and squalo or someone decided that he should wear it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE FLANS VOICE. ITS DAMMN CUTE, and creamy.&lt;br /&gt;he'll be like: sensei~ GO AND WATCH I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DESCRIBE BUT HE'S CUTEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bel threw a lot of knives in his back lol. apprently the whole varia team is mad yup.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;then flan was like: sensei, can i remove the knives now? i look so out of shape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE FLAN. EVEN THOUGH HE'S ONLY BEEN IN ONE EPISODE! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND BEL.&lt;br /&gt;his full name is prince belphegor. apparently he has yellow hair, and he wears a crown on his head. im not sure whats going on with the twin brothers thingy in the manga yet, cause the anime's slower then the manga, BUT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since bel first appeared, i loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the ring battle.&lt;br /&gt;i love his voice too.&lt;br /&gt;its like:&lt;br /&gt;ring-e, ring-e, i, winneeer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. :)))&lt;br /&gt;and then he has hair that covers his eyes so they only show his freaking round face and teeth. lol.&lt;br /&gt;he's dammn funny too cause he just wants to KILL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly actually there's one more member, Levi,&lt;br /&gt;full name is Levi A Than.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone somewhat dislikes ugly characters. yeah. lol. Levi looks like a china guy with beady eyes and he's the guardian of lightning. He was pretty funny and amusing in episode 137 but then before that during the ring battle he almost killed LAMBO :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i like lambo or anything, but levi just wants to get praised by the boss. he enjoys it when the boss says something good about him. he just sucks up. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw the boss is xanxus, and i don't know much about him. just that he thinks he's dammn great and all and powerful and he wanted to rule the vongola but he sucks lol :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do love varia many much :) &lt;br /&gt;yeah 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently tsuna is cute. sawada tsunayoshi. haha but he's kind of not really anyone's favourite. cause he is NO-GOOD TSUNA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people tend to like gokudera, yamamoto, ryohei and hibari more. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently P likes irie shochie and byakuran??? cause byakuran is shuai. what the helll??? 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH SPANNER. I LIKE SPANNER. HE'S DAMN NICE AND CUTE. and he so matches tsuna. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, REBORN :) the home tutor. hahaha i love reborn a lot too. he's very nice to tsuna. and they do love each other a lot but except he's like always playing around and whacking tsuna but yup they love each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grasp. &lt;br /&gt;hyperventilates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my top five characters are still: (not in order)&lt;br /&gt;Superbia Squalo&lt;br /&gt;(lol his surname. im superb so im superbia ~ ?!)&lt;br /&gt;Hibari Kyoya&lt;br /&gt;Yamamoto Takeshi&lt;br /&gt;Rokudo Mukuro&lt;br /&gt;Sawada Tsunayoshi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i love everything. great i can't post again cause the internet's cut off. lol. &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO, CIAO!, hey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-1931184968802630514?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/1931184968802630514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=1931184968802630514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1931184968802630514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1931184968802630514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-lol-been-long-time-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-1086008952869800536</id><published>2009-05-28T08:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T08:36:28.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you believe that dreams come true, there's one thats waiting there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; : think about the love and strength inside our hearts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-1086008952869800536?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/1086008952869800536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=1086008952869800536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1086008952869800536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1086008952869800536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-you-believe-that-dreams-come-true.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-3578048469595079417</id><published>2009-05-07T23:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:25:56.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i came back from camp early cause i had fever.. fuck. i really wanted to go. now i wont ever get to go for the same one ever again. i feel so upset whenever i see people of my level login in msn. wtfff :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why couldn't the people who didn't want to go fall sick instead. fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-3578048469595079417?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/3578048469595079417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=3578048469595079417&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3578048469595079417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3578048469595079417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-came-back-from-camp-early-cause-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-8410830680344204673</id><published>2009-04-20T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T03:15:11.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sacrificing is something that i should work on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if some flowery lady would do what she said, &lt;br /&gt;and only me, my mum and banana knows what she said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-8410830680344204673?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/8410830680344204673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=8410830680344204673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8410830680344204673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8410830680344204673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/04/sacrificing-is-something-that-i-should.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-421594262114785441</id><published>2009-04-19T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T02:06:25.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im really really proud of myself for making it so far for once, and i really hope this time i can do it :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all i put in like super a lot of hard work and a lot of sleeping at 12+ nights and yes, the fortune cookie in my blog tells me that its going to be sucessful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and soon i can even announce it out loud, about what i am doing to the whole world cause apparently the biggest problem which is preventing me from doing so is resolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read off somewhere someplace that happiness is hard to be described, however sorrow is really descriptive, yet right now there's this really big spark inside me that makes me grin and i'll look at the beautiful clouds up in the sky and say i love jesus :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, f and n coursework, i shall do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever they say, i don't care, cause i am jolene, and jolene has her wonderful guardian angel, and her wonderful friends, and her wonderful life that she's enjoying now, and no one can screw it up :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-421594262114785441?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/421594262114785441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=421594262114785441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/421594262114785441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/421594262114785441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-really-really-proud-of-myself-for.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-8340925546418337110</id><published>2009-04-17T23:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:28:11.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a lot of people read my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am utterly amused by that :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-8340925546418337110?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/8340925546418337110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=8340925546418337110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8340925546418337110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8340925546418337110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/04/lot-of-people-read-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-7580269591326606953</id><published>2009-04-12T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T04:45:01.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going to mass on friday was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping at tay's house was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decorating tay's house was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing half a song on the piano was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprising c mo was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy bday c and cmo was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing with a water hose and water bombs were fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cleaning up the mess was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating pizza and garlic bread and chicken wings was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drinking becardi was fun. i love lime bercadi!!!! LOL. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing murderer and detective and doctor was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing mahjong was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singing cake was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating one mouth of the cake was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smashing the rest of the cake on everyone was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having cake in your back was gross but fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;washing up everything and getting soaked with water was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rain came :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running to the playground in the rain was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing in the rain was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;climbing up the pyramid was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to eat prata was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to eat icekimo was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancing and screaming was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing taiti was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to guitar today was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing w and guitarmate at guitar was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to p's house was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating ban mian at thompson plaza was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to church was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to far east was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buying some weird stuff was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking a one and a half hour bus ride was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting p's sister at one of the bus stops was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping in the bus was fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so a blog is meant to tell people what someone does or so called a online journal whatever, so if you can infer what i did then you're goood :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the new cute face = :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;i currently love blue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-7580269591326606953?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/7580269591326606953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=7580269591326606953&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7580269591326606953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7580269591326606953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/04/going-to-mass-on-friday-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-4969027885755841557</id><published>2009-04-04T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T08:30:46.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i removed the list cause my mum says that teachers are under a lot of stress etc etc and whatever and so i shall listen to her and believe that they are crazy because they're under a lot of stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my mum has everything she has to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay i got a crumpler.&lt;br /&gt;that was one of my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yay im getting a sewing machine.&lt;br /&gt;somewhere, somehow, i'll find it in the world of sewing machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im trying to meditate and develop this ability called telekinesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my left hand index finger is pain so its hard to type as fast as how i usually type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;errr err ZZ I WANTED TO TYPE SOMETHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i found my sense of talk back somewhere somehow :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-4969027885755841557?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/4969027885755841557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=4969027885755841557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/4969027885755841557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/4969027885755841557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-removed-list-cause-my-mum-says-that.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-908342809832390116</id><published>2009-03-24T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T04:15:56.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i owe an apology to your ultraviolet people, so if you read this then yeah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;br /&gt;shakespeare, i didn't mean that phonecall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry &lt;br /&gt;kengyi, for randomly treating you that way, i won't do it again x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry &lt;br /&gt;pearlyn, for all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;br /&gt;wenting, for the trouble taken x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and erm sorry audrey, loren and boon for all the trouble taken (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks a lot :)&lt;br /&gt;i still love you all a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it takes courage to post it and im gonna post this now. im scared :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-908342809832390116?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/908342809832390116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=908342809832390116&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/908342809832390116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/908342809832390116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-owe-apology-to-your-ultraviolet.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-1749517942722194</id><published>2009-03-19T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T09:52:29.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>edit: american boy in previous post lyrics has some problems. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WENT TO K TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K = KBOX = KARAOKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;with J, merlion, tudi, P, luozhixiang taitai, leejunki, tongtong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this part that we were trying to stand at the tip of the chair. and i still find it amusing.&lt;br /&gt;cause i looked like a lizard.&lt;br /&gt;(there was a giant lizard in chiangrai, and when i say giant its giant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway err sorry if i seemed a bit pissed cause you guys went to eject all my songs D:&lt; but yeah errr we did have fun right :DDD&lt;br /&gt;and sorry for falling on you JJJJJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im back.&lt;br /&gt;and im happy for some unknown reason even when i apparently am supposed to be worried/upset/err?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to lol and say the word lol.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway chiangrai is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;its prettyy. i shall bring wood there and build a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanyi wrote on her blog on friday the thirteenth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm going to fly off to Chiangrai in less than 10 hours. Thus, I need my sleep asap. So goodbye Singapore, goodbye blog, goodbye losers (i never say is you)! Hopefully I enjoy it and come back in a piece :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay that makes me upgrade from loser class to winner class 0.0&lt;br /&gt;(aeroplane)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i like to LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow my right ear is blocked cause when i was bathing i sprayed the water in. DANG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to describe chiangrai? errr it was just super fun. and i love the upper dorm people a lot cause we ended up picnicking at around 12midnight to 1.30 can. &lt;br /&gt;cause the hungry feeling would come and then i opened gummy then tay would ask me if i could open more and i would and then later sleeping buddy and hot people would chase us out cause they didn't want ants to come in so we would sit at the stairs there and eat like made. then we would take more food. then ESCAPE. (LOL ESCAPE) would join us and then on the last night wanyi also came then we were trying to talk softly cause we didn't want to wake the children up so we &lt;br /&gt;1) tried to take turns and talk in a clockwise direction&lt;br /&gt;2) raise hand before talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it kind of failed. and it was still dammn crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ESCAPE LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause there's this rule to protect people's names. and then we used to call them bimbos but the teachers started calling them the bimbos so we changed it to escape. x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently on the last day we wanted to watch the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;(HOT PEOPLEss's idea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they were saying to wake up at 3.&lt;br /&gt;performance ended at 11+ then we started going out to eat.&lt;br /&gt;then we all ate until 12.30 -.-&lt;br /&gt;then we brushed teeth.&lt;br /&gt;then after that ESCAPE went to sleep first.&lt;br /&gt;and we(me tay gayshit) were supposed to wake everyone up so we could watch the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) but apparently we tried to take turns sleeping so i slept first then&lt;br /&gt;2) i couldn't wake up.&lt;br /&gt;3) i claimed it was raining which it was.&lt;br /&gt;4) we all went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;5) so no sunrise :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol anyway there was this part that ahguashit kept stepping on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;(cause we slept on matresses)&lt;br /&gt;so i kept screaming at her cause to go to her bed she had to cross the row of beds, and mine was in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wanted to go and step on her bed.&lt;br /&gt;in the end we were kind of punching then i kind of fell on top of her.&lt;br /&gt;in the sick way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then person who lost her voice was saying "eh what your doing ah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sick meaning really sick. like i was on top of her, with my leg in between herleg and then my hand at the two sides of her head.&lt;br /&gt;ITS SICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol and im not feeling tired cause in thai now its 12am and we always slept at 12am in thai and now its 1am in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you wouldn't get anything i blogged about if you weren't there i think. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after that when we came back to singapore  then we somewhat celebrated tayyy's birthday at changi airport.&lt;br /&gt;then it was like 12am and then all the shops were closed.&lt;br /&gt;and we were running about to find the swensons, to find out that it was closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end we ate at coffee bean.&lt;br /&gt;then escape left and ahguashit left and then we went to T2 and it was somewhat quite experiencing cause i never so called celebrated someone's birthday at changi airport at 12am before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though it was a bit sad cause we missed chiangrai i guess it was cool seeing the guy ride his broom around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway happy birthday to tay. x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, annoying, back to school soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind im looking forward to church retreat :)&lt;br /&gt;and im looking forward to teaching P guitar tomorrow? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised im a sadist. i enjoy seeing people get scolded. okay that doesn't make any sense but sometimes it does. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuo ni hai shi ai wo de&lt;br /&gt;wo shuo lang lai le lang lai le &lt;br /&gt;x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lang lai le - rainie yang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;tudi -&lt;br /&gt;"xoxo, gossip girl" &lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-1749517942722194?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/1749517942722194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=1749517942722194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1749517942722194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1749517942722194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/03/edit-american-boy-in-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-2648359173652691466</id><published>2009-03-13T02:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T02:34:10.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1) some things are not meant for you to know, but if you do, i don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i used to trust you, but now i no longer do. (it rhymes :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) i love ultraviolet &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) chiangrai in 8hours? :) hyperventilates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) bye guitar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) bye im going on a holiday ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) i bought hair wax and im going to spike my hair. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) some people are weird. but i am too. @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) somehow i do like the people in 3wisdom more and more :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) thanks for the synchronised "hello jolene" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) yh i like to stare at you, got a problem? @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) aligato leejunki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) tongtong ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) ahgua bananas. lol. we shall go back to that place after tengteng has finished packing the trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) i enjoy my current life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) i am happy that i missed CWO :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) thank you chem test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) and thank you amath textbook i guess you still do love me and in the end you still did pass your knowledge to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) emath textbook we shall start having a great relationship shan't we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) today is friday the thirteenth :) this reminds me of sabrina the teenage witch :O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- estelle is addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me on a trip i like to go someday,&lt;br /&gt;take me to newyork to love CLA&lt;br /&gt;i really want to,&lt;br /&gt;come picking with you&lt;br /&gt;you'll be my american boy~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks kwekwek, for eating orange bowl with me today and making me happy.&lt;br /&gt;and thanks inspiration. really inspiring. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me on a trip i like to go someday :) &lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmmmmm chiangrai is 37degrees. gosh that is hot. that is hotter than singapore. when im sitting in my room now and the wind is blowing and its freaking cold. but i like it &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimi wa petto LOL. &lt;3&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;em&gt;hey crazy, i know what you're thinking;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-2648359173652691466?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/2648359173652691466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=2648359173652691466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/2648359173652691466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/2648359173652691466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/03/1-some-things-are-not-meant-for-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-4340781448183050655</id><published>2009-03-10T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T05:55:41.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay people think im mad and insane.&lt;br /&gt;cause during class i'll suddenly laugh and its for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i have a reason for laughing but people don't know the reason, but like i told some people ;D i talk to myself and i laugh at my own jokes and that sounds lame but its entertaining sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the reason for laughing during lesson today was because yesterday night i watched this japdrama which had matsumotojun barking on the floor like a dog(he was supposed to be a dog/act in the role of the dog/ whatever -.-) and it makes me laugh everytime i think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i like that drama.&lt;br /&gt;fine i'll shift it up before hanakimi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the name is: kimi wa petto &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its freaking cute ahahahayes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought that there would be a lot of sexual activity in it but well, there isn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some unknown reason i enjoy watching sexual activity. especially with people i like. lol. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i found a new nice song in my itunes that i've hadn't heard before. thats interesting. and it probably doesn't make any sense to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and notice how i address you as you and not like im just talking to myself but im talking to you aka my blog aka you aka my computer aka i don't know whoever who is reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i quit doing something.&lt;br /&gt;unless someone wants to buy it for 2dollars each.&lt;br /&gt;but today since i was nice i made 3 more -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well fine i'll continue doing it.&lt;br /&gt;but im not gonna do it all the time dammn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i made a cool plastic wallet.&lt;br /&gt;okay or at least i think its cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im supposed to be doing amath.&lt;br /&gt;dammn i like that song :)&lt;br /&gt;:) :) :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like good charlotte songs for some unknown reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want the pictures people. i want the pictures @.@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-4340781448183050655?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/4340781448183050655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=4340781448183050655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/4340781448183050655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/4340781448183050655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay-people-think-im-mad-and-insane.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-2260597469067824299</id><published>2009-03-07T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:23:36.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. lol. &lt;br /&gt;i fufilled my dream yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;or at least half of one of my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;and that is to have someone walk me home at 11.&lt;br /&gt;a weird dream i can say, but its my dream. cause at 11+ i always see people downstairs walking :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so. yesterday which was the 8 of march, if im not wrong, 2009, i went home at 12 :D yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i am lame. x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so the reason of why i came home so late is because i went to a concert.&lt;br /&gt;and the reason of why i went to a concert is that er. okay lets forget the reason why i went to the concert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to the concert and saw luo zhi xiang. &gt;.&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and d-day derrick. lol. i like d day derrick. i call him d day derrick cause on the tv when they advertise his album or something like that they always say "d - day - derrick" is back. or something like that. (something like that is repeated. repitition as so in persuasive speech, okay whatever) anyway i also saw jjlin. and i used to think jjlin stands for zhou jie lun. cause its like jou jie lun and jjlin. okay lol im kind of stupid regarding chinese stuff. i greatly dislike anything related to chinese, except for jjlin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the concert was fun and then me and P earned one dollar from V and J cause we helped them buy food. and then it was relaxing and then suddenly me and J went kind of crazy and then we started laughing and then people were like SHHHH cause the guy was playing the piano and it was supposed to be sad. and then Z cause her lor zhi xiang was going back tomorrow and she wouldn't see him again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then today at guitar W and guitar friend said its quite typical of Z. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. happy belated birthday R aka tu di and happy advanced birthday gold! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lol gold.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i find it funny.&lt;br /&gt;cause Au = gold and then her name starts with Au so she is gold. okay lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i like bananas more than mangoes.&lt;br /&gt;i used to like mangoes a lot but its kind of gross now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but bananas attract a lot of banana flies. i dislike banana flies. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im playing a super fun game and P is playing it and kwekwek is playing it and i am playing it and leejunki is going to play it so the whole world is going to play it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the reason of why i can fufill my dream is that.&lt;br /&gt;1) the concert ended at 10.30&lt;br /&gt;2) we chionged out.&lt;br /&gt;3) people started screaming and then Z crazily ran over to the crowd thinking that luo zhi xiang was there&lt;br /&gt;4) we all followed her and got stuck in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;5) we saw a 133 bus and then i told them that sure can board one&lt;br /&gt;6) so we went to knock on the door&lt;br /&gt;7) the driver didn't allow us to board until we reached the bus stop&lt;br /&gt;8) so we cut along the road and walked and a policeman got irritated&lt;br /&gt;9) my new f21 fedora got squashed @.@&lt;br /&gt;10) jiaxin said it will go back in shape.&lt;br /&gt;11) we boarded the bus&lt;br /&gt;12) we got squashed like a sardine&lt;br /&gt;13) we decided to cab and got off the bus&lt;br /&gt;14) the cab queue was 100m long.&lt;br /&gt;15) we wanted to board back onto the bus. cause it was really crowded and it wasn't moving.&lt;br /&gt;16) we decided to cross the road.&lt;br /&gt;17) my plan was to take a cab from accross the road&lt;br /&gt;18) but in the end we went to marina square&lt;br /&gt;19) ziqing wanted to buy water&lt;br /&gt;20) i offered her my water&lt;br /&gt;21) she asked if i was saliva concious&lt;br /&gt;22) i said to some people only.&lt;br /&gt;23) im a nice person. &lt;br /&gt;24) so we wanted to walk to the mrt&lt;br /&gt;25) but somehow the time became 11.05 already.&lt;br /&gt;26) we decided to cab from raffles city&lt;br /&gt;27) we went to queue there at the taxi stand which had a 5m queue&lt;br /&gt;28) we discussed how to drop.&lt;br /&gt;29) retarded J and Z were saying that the driver wouldn't drop at 4places&lt;br /&gt;30) smart me and P said he would.&lt;br /&gt;31) so we finally got into the cab at 11.15&lt;br /&gt;32) i asked the driver if he could drop us at 4 ge places&lt;br /&gt;33) he kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;34) i was kind of irritated&lt;br /&gt;35) jiaxin said nevermind and told him to go to amk hub&lt;br /&gt;36) i said i'll miss the last bus @.@&lt;br /&gt;37) P said we could walk home&lt;br /&gt;38) J said it was dangerous&lt;br /&gt;39) in the end we dropped at 4 places&lt;br /&gt;40) the driver was pissed&lt;br /&gt;41) J almost went mad&lt;br /&gt;42) Z was crying&lt;br /&gt;43) i was satisfied&lt;br /&gt;44) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;45) i reached home at 11.45 (according to my neighbour's clock. cause i can see through his window)&lt;br /&gt;46) i reached home at 12 (according to my house clock. its 15min fast, but it doesn't solve my family's late problem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i slept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'll continue from the start of yesterday, you see the concert started at 4+ lol. in the morning, i went with L, leejunki and banana to bugis. we were supposed to be at tudi's party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the plan was a bit confusing, but i'll say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to go with L and banana to buy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;then we would meet leejunki &lt;br /&gt;and then we would fetch tudi.&lt;br /&gt;then L would leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, i woke up at 10.30. meeting time was at 10.45&lt;br /&gt;[recently i always wake up at 10.30. today and yesterday]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway so i was late.&lt;br /&gt;and then leejunki was on her way.&lt;br /&gt;cause she ended violin class and then would meet us.&lt;br /&gt;and no one probably understands this but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then so qiao we boarded the same train. &lt;br /&gt;she came from purple line[lol purpleline, dbsk] - serangoon.&lt;br /&gt;i came from red line - amk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she was boarding at dobhy gaut.&lt;br /&gt;and she boarded my train&lt;br /&gt;then we couldn't find each other on the train.&lt;br /&gt;so we got off at city hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i told her not to move&lt;br /&gt;but then the sms went slow.&lt;br /&gt;and then the train to bugis came.&lt;br /&gt;and then she stupidly went to board it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then luckily her sms came in time.&lt;br /&gt;so i boarded the train to bugis too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we still couldn't find each other.&lt;br /&gt;so in the end we left at bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she again moved up the escalator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then halfway up she saw me and shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i proclaimed that she looked like a china doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thats how we met.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to fulushou. or however you spell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to meet L and banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then L wanted to go to arab street. &lt;br /&gt;but then there wasn't time. cause we had tudi's party.&lt;br /&gt;so L left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we waited to tudi.&lt;br /&gt;so we cabbed with tudi to mt faber park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually they partied.&lt;br /&gt;at a park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thats funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went there past jewel box. whatever is inside jewel box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then they blindfolded her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went up a slope&lt;br /&gt;and then blah and there was a cake.&lt;br /&gt;i think she's happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we picnic-ed there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it started raining @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we all ran to a shelter.&lt;br /&gt;and then im saying too many and thens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i came up with the brilliant idea of putting the bags on a umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;so we played musical chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and somehow tudi was the winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we wanted to take photos&lt;br /&gt;so i asked this nice tourist&lt;br /&gt;and then he tooked a lot of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;so i wonder where the pictures are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we left for vivo.&lt;br /&gt;cause there were err:&lt;br /&gt;P, J, Z aka luo taitai :), merlion, Wa, banana, tudi, leejunki and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tui, merlion, Z, J took a cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we found a bus. so we boarded the bus :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to vivo and in the end met. and then seperated there.&lt;br /&gt;something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we again CABBED to the marina floating platform.&lt;br /&gt;and it was still raining.&lt;br /&gt;so we ran to the shelter place.&lt;br /&gt;and then showed our tickets.&lt;br /&gt;and then got in.&lt;br /&gt;and then Z nice juniors were helping us queue.&lt;br /&gt;so we cutted queue. x.x &lt;br /&gt;they started queueing since morning i think @.@&lt;br /&gt;we came at 4.&lt;br /&gt;at first we randonly sat.&lt;br /&gt;and then some people scolded us -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then J got pissed. &lt;br /&gt;and then P got pissed.&lt;br /&gt;and then i told them to chill.&lt;br /&gt;so we shifted to where her juniors were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then they shifted us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then me and P started the trend of sitting down on the floor first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we finally went in at 5.45?&lt;br /&gt;and there was no need to chiong like how they said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so the concert continues blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i officially took 3cabs yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;that's nice @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the rest took 4. &lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br 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DANG. LOL -.-.-.-.-.----.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diao like crazy. diao diao diao diao. in the four chinese tones. i hate salmon. i hate fish. i hate seafood. chewy smelly fishy gahhy gahhy blehblehbleh. ITS SO FREAKING GROSS LIKE NUTS IN A CONTAINERS. AND I FUCKING HATE NUTS. THEY ARE SMELLY. apparently i am hazelnut. LOL -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wtf im suppose to do this thing from W's blog so here goes. i never did something like this before. hope i rock it. :) anyway fuck mans, i have a sudden craze over leejunki &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT THE HELL I KEEP USING THE F WORD FOR SOME UNKNOWN REASON. THANKS TO SOME PEOPLE &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes/Napster/Zune Player/WinAmp/etc on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 10 or more friends who might enjoy doing this as well as the person you got it from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;Getting into you - Relient K &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(according to what i think. i think that statement means that im not happy with something when someone asks me if its okay. you know im that kind of person that can't stop thinking about something until its what i want it to be. like revenge and all. LOL [what revenge ._.] so yup it'll get into me and irritate me until i get what i want &lt;3 so just let me get stuff my way]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;The time of my life - David Cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WTF? THAT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE. I SO WANNA REDO IT. im gonna redo it :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pop is dead - miyavi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WTH IS THAT DOING IN HERE. ITS NOT MY SONG @.@)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(okay im cheating -.- i've been forwarding till i found a good one. but there aint any. TT. now im at soul mate - natasha bedingfield &lt;3 maybe there's another reason for this quizzzy. for me to find the nice songs and kind of think? okay what am i talking. amazingly im looking forward to school. i enjoy seeing P &lt;3 and i enjoy seeing my leejunki &lt;3 omfgg i miss her :( and tongtong too &lt;3 and then banana :D and TAAAY. and then im having so much freaking crap everyday im kind of wishing that i can stay in sec school forever with all the ultraviolet people too and 3wisdom and then we'll just crap all day. and then the teachers just keep giving us homework &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im partially in love with homework. it gives me a goal. LOL. sometimes. you know. it makes me feel like i have something to do. somehow. its shiok. like when you finish an essay, there's the cheng jiu gan like how P says. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who doesn't love for, someone to hold;&lt;br /&gt;who knows how to love you, without being told.&lt;br /&gt;soul mate - natasha bedingfield.&lt;br /&gt;one of my 4stars songs &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Move Along - The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(maybe i just should move along, when everything is wrong, we move along. but nothing is wrong. today im feeling amazingly fascinated. you know the starting of this song sounded like fascination by alphabeat. so maybe its kind of related. yes, fascination &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;Say Goodbye - Sanctus Real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to say goodbye? to leave the earth and accomplish a fufilling life and then i can go and say goodbye peacefully. LOL. my life's purpose is that probably. seems quite real. always felt like dying sometimes but then there are those amazing people there that keep my life so brilliant &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Soul Mate - Natasha Bedingfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(again? 0.0 lol. this makes sense though. treasuring my soul mates. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;you're not easy to find.&lt;br /&gt;is it possible, mr lovable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my motto, never bitch, never backstab. and i don't do that. i swear. i freaking love my friends. &lt;3 and i just want to type more cause i hate forwarding the songs. its like so cut. then you feel uncomplished. and ultraviolet, i love you guys &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and i do love you too banana and leejunki, and tongtong and C and all the one purity siao gah liao people &lt;3 oh man see im blogging about all of you all. blog about me too &lt;3 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO DOESN'T LOVE FOR&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE TO HOLD,&lt;br /&gt;who knows to love you&lt;br /&gt;without being told.&lt;br /&gt;or somebody tell me&lt;br /&gt;why im on my own&lt;br /&gt;if there's a soul mate for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freak, maybe my motto is to find my soul mate. that's possible. or maybe i haven't realised her/he even though she/he's been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Single - Natasha Bedingfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i realised that me and natasha bedingfield has fate @.@ lol. the first song i listened to was unwritted by her &lt;3 the shampoo advertisement song. makes me feel happy &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;Itsy Bitsy Spider - Barney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WTH? LOL. this song was downloaded while making W's video @.@ its cute. yes my parents are like itsy bitsy spiders, crawling here and there, spying, poking their noses and half of the time irritating me but i guess i somehow love them too &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Superstar - Jamelia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes i did want to be a star before. this song makes me happy. im feeling happy now somehow -.- &lt;br /&gt;there's something about this, lets keep it moving, cause i really want to rock with you. i don't know what it is, that makes me feel like this, i don't know who you are, but you must be some kind of superstar &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW. i think about suceeding in life. being a superstar does refer to suceeding. and thats what i want to do &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Awakening - Switchfood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(well normally maths is draggy. so 2 + 2 is awakening cause its basic maths that use to be so fascinating. oh well, maths is still fascinating &lt;3 i did love maths all the while anyway. its so different from languages &lt;3 its special and it doesn't require that much brainpower. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just mentioning, the fact that i just came back from dinner so i went to drink tapwater instead of bothering to pour a cup of dechlorinated water. and it tasted funny. i used to enjoy drinking tap water. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;ohman, this is scary. i hope its fine. lets just say C is my best friend. okay here goes. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience - Take that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(omfg, this so makes sense. &lt;br /&gt;cause i, &lt;br /&gt;i just need time, &lt;br /&gt;my heart is known as the feeling&lt;br /&gt;so why am i still healing, &lt;br /&gt;just try&lt;br /&gt;have a little patience)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. explains me and C. sometimes i find her SO FREAKING ANNOYING. but maybe im the annoying one so yes we're just two annoying people that cause extra chaos. somehow maybe doing FandN with you could be fun &lt;3 im so freaking sorry for all the times i walked out on you. you're so wonderful chasing after me. sounds freaking dramatic like the guy chasing the girl and LOL. to like ask for forgiveness, and yes i freaking enjoyed that &lt;3 and you're so right. im like all talk but my heart.. yes baby, we'll just try to have patience for each other. i mean we know we're both annoying. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;oh 0.0 scary. i don't really know who i like. if its crush, er. er. i don't have one? but i like lee jun ki and the real lee jun ki &lt;3&lt;3 super hot gay babe :) and yes he's so cute and so is she. HAHA. i think im going mad. freak i used to prefer actors to singers all the while anyway &lt;3 okay should i press play now @.@ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Together - Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes, if only we could be happy together, oh man please come to singapore. &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;and please please please miss me more &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;what the hell happens if i freaking become that -.- somehow i think this post is so super private. maybe i shouldn't even submit it. gah. one day i'll just realise that im so stupid. yes i'll get over it. :( and please don't read this. zzzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine me and you, I do&lt;br /&gt;I think about you day and night, it's only right&lt;br /&gt;To think about the girl you love and hold her tight&lt;br /&gt;So happy together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I should call you up, invest a dime&lt;br /&gt;And you say you belong to me and ease my mind&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how the world could be, so very fine&lt;br /&gt;So happy together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't see me lovin' nobody but you&lt;br /&gt;For all my life&lt;br /&gt;When you're with me, baby the skies'll be blue&lt;br /&gt;For all my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;Viva La Vida - Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I used to rule the world&lt;br /&gt;Seas would rise when I gave the word&lt;br /&gt;Now in the morning I sleep alone&lt;br /&gt;Sweep the streets I used to own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to roll the dice&lt;br /&gt;Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes&lt;br /&gt;Listen as the crowd would sing&lt;br /&gt;"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One minute I held the key&lt;br /&gt;Next the walls were closed on me&lt;br /&gt;And I discovered that my castles stand&lt;br /&gt;Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror, my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;Once you go there was never&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;And that was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the wicked and wild wind&lt;br /&gt;Blew down the doors to let me in&lt;br /&gt;Shattered windows and the sound of drums&lt;br /&gt;People couldn't believe what I'd become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revolutionaries wait&lt;br /&gt;For my head on a silver plate&lt;br /&gt;Just a puppet on a lonely string&lt;br /&gt;Oh who would ever want to be king?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror, my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter won't call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror, my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter won't call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking good song, download it &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;(yes i used to rule the word ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Over - Jessica Simpson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you now, I need you bad,&lt;br /&gt;I need you baby lookin just like that.&lt;br /&gt;Don't pack your bag dont make me wait,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kiss that smile on your face.&lt;br /&gt;I need you warped up in these arms,&lt;br /&gt;I want you just the way you are,&lt;br /&gt;Come on over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(no, im not gonna be a prostitute! @.@ or maybe im gonna be like so in love and that im singing that to lee jun ki LOL. oh man, come to singapore! but actors don't travel do they :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Tongue Tied - Faber Drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(HAHA THIS IS SO COOL. yes i feel tongue tied, awkwardness, yet love &lt;3 LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;How do I breathe - Mario Barrett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lol, im trouble till they can't breathe -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;lol. this is scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Me Take you There - Plain White T's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know, a place that we can go to,&lt;br /&gt;a place that no one knows you, they won't know who we are.&lt;br /&gt;i know, a place that we can run to,&lt;br /&gt;and do all those things we want to, they won't know who we are. &lt;br /&gt;let me take you there,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna take you there &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lol honeymoon? i know i won't be getting married anyway. don't intend to. ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Time is Here - Alvin and the chipmunks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(@.@ when i die christmas is here. yes party when i die -.- LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;Cool - Gwen Stefani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yeah, acting cool 0.0 LOL) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;If you believe - Rachel Lampa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(not familiar of this song. lol. random song from someone @.@ gah )&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends, i think they're wonderful &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;they're better than all the kpop and jpop and all the pop and rock people added together :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;The Reason I live - Hillsong United&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this makes me -.- lol. the reason that i live is the worst thing that could happen. maybe next time i'll invent a bomb or something and destroy the earth. LOL then thats the worst thing that could happen, cause im in the earth. or maybe i'll become the next ijimae &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - Ashlee Simpson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(maybe i'll be in some triangle love with a third party and then i get killed out of someone's jealousy :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was W's ans LOL&lt;br /&gt;When You Look Me In The Eyes-Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;(yes when jae looks into your eyes cause he's too hot right :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;Heaven - Bryan Adams &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(err? heaven &lt;3 jesus &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;You - Switchfoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;Since You've Been Gone - Kelly Clarkson &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes since ultraviolet has been gone, it makes me cry. and im sure i'll be missing 3wisdom when i graduate too D:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I See - KT Tunstall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ERRRR? suddenly i see that maybe i'll get married, or maybe not -.- who cares.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of You - The Last Goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes im freaking scared of the dark and night. and mirrors and reflective surfaces at night :((( )&lt;br /&gt;omg ijimae is starting soon. got to chiong this. can't crap so much -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not Ashamed - Hillsong United&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yeah im not ashamed if someone likes me? okay wth doesn't make sense 0.0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Disaster - Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(nice song, download it &lt;3 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;History - Funeral For a Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(history is hurting me, somewhat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;It End's Tonight - The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IJIMAE &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;im downloading the king and the clown into my zen. weeee :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-373167136970002929?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/373167136970002929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=373167136970002929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/373167136970002929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/373167136970002929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-some-fucking-unknown-reason-im.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-3913659252482003488</id><published>2009-01-06T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T04:17:24.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man. suddenly i kind of went blog surfing and then i felt so sad cause i've never posted on how great twoultraviolet are &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean im not someone who actually writes letters and all and all and still again all but yeah i really love you guys a lot and i don't know how to say it but you all make me so happy :D i really do hope we never will lose each other and i pray that our love for each other will go on and on and on. and sometimes maybe i do neglect you all for some other people but you all have been really sweet and even though it may be awkward with us if we are two people alone i still know you're nice and we know we love each other even if we have nothing to say to each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you guys are like the greatest friends and are like nice people who really know me inside out and i trust in you all :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, you all are one of the best things that ever happened to me. and i really miss you all. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-3913659252482003488?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/3913659252482003488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=3913659252482003488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3913659252482003488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3913659252482003488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-4564702804361981970</id><published>2009-01-06T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T03:23:52.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAHHA 100th POST! anyway im in 3wisdom! im smart :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. and i have two new retarded people sitting behind me. one is my leejunki LOL and one is my tongtong :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tongtong had this post it on her table today which said "i have a crush on you", love your secret admirer. AND WHAT THE HELL SHE THOUGHT IT WAS ME. so i said i aint got no pink marker and then lol it was funny. and now it makes me laugh in front of the computer about the fact that its funny cause she's so retarded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i decided to go and investigate on who in the class who has a pink marker. its hot pink @.@ and i shouldn't be writing it here in case the culprit reads this. and lee jun ki &lt;(ki is spelled as ki?) said "thats my girlfriend over there" ;D and its me~ hehehehe. weee and my form teacher is partially insane and so is my maths teacher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my maths teacher goes self high but he's dammn cute about that fact. he will put like "and SOLVE!!" LOL. &gt;.&gt; and he has this silly smile on his face. okay no bitching. but its not bitching. he is nice :D and he lets me and P understand for a fact :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then my form teacher is nice yet irritating and again nice. so its both and a bit weird. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's my geog teacher. she makes geog interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my physics teacher. not allowed to mention anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my chinese teacher. not allowed to mention anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay what the hell. lol. okay i got stuff to do. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss ultraviolet too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I FORGOT. MY WONDERFUL SCIENCE TEACHER :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL I LOVE SCIENCE. my wonderful CHEM. ahem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics is typical. like tropical. rainforest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did you know that antartica used to be a tropical country near the equator. then due to the convection current of magma in the mantle, IT MOVES 0.0 open eyes wide. and i answered that question about the convection current! i miss my sec one form teacher. she's dammn cute too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically everyone is cute. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then im gonna make my IC tomorrow. and i look funny in my passport photo. LOL. but its coolios. cause i look like. err. i don't know. different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i found a new place to study without having to buy stuff &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) and i feel acomplished cause i actually did all my homework today. i wrote one and a half chinese compos :D (if you count a letter as one) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the half came from tuition. so yuppp. today is a chinese day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today is a great day. &lt;br /&gt;i didn't feel such a great day coming. i do love 3wisdom a lot. cause the people there are super entertaining. if only we could be a little more bonded &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i miss number 19 and 21 :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now no one sings the national anthem. is it that embarassing? @.@ maybe i guess. thats why i don't sing it too. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the sky is beautiful. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;crapping with P, tongtong and leejunki is dammn shiok.&lt;br /&gt;and then there's XY in front of me and tay and 4yearssecschool friend and awesome nearby. and then there's xinyiin. :D she's number 22. HAHA. im number 23 this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no insults to the real leejunki's fans. cause my friend really looks like him. serious. she's a female. LOL. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IM IN F AND N. AND I LOVE IT :D LOL. THAT WASN"T SACARSTIC. and dammn did i spell sacarstic correctly? I CAN'T FREAKING SPELL THAT WORD FOR NUTS. DANG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and break out &lt;3 on 14feb :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-4564702804361981970?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/4564702804361981970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=4564702804361981970&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/4564702804361981970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/4564702804361981970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2009/01/wahha-100th-post-anyway-im-in-3wisdom.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-1425219976940680927</id><published>2008-12-29T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T19:01:19.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lala retainerrr s are pain in tje mouth qaand the jaw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-1425219976940680927?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/1425219976940680927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=1425219976940680927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1425219976940680927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1425219976940680927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/12/lala-retainerrr-s-are-pain-in-tje-mouth.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-3466047999516592109</id><published>2008-12-24T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:48:24.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG I NEED TO FREAKING POST EVERY seven days in order if not they consider my blog as inconsistent and lalalaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is christmas eve.&lt;br /&gt;the day before christ came to earth &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. &lt;br /&gt;now my beanie is worn on my dog money box. &lt;br /&gt;and my table is very clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just went to P's house to sleepover ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolslols.&lt;br /&gt;played mahjong till 2am -.-&lt;br /&gt;AND I WON.&lt;br /&gt;but there wasn't any money to collect.&lt;br /&gt;lollollol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and watched some army show.&lt;br /&gt;and then i thought meowseow was her father. somehow. &lt;br /&gt;when i woke up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;cause they wore the same colours.&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-3466047999516592109?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/3466047999516592109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=3466047999516592109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3466047999516592109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3466047999516592109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg-i-need-to-freaking-post-every-seven.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-588413745620390487</id><published>2008-12-15T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:06:08.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. posts must be consistent. dang. okay whatever. this is also a post.&lt;br /&gt;you won't get what im talking anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this the way you left me, &lt;br /&gt;you're not pretendin'~&lt;br /&gt;no love no hope no glory,&lt;br /&gt;no happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;how long more must i post this for.&lt;br /&gt;im bored.&lt;br /&gt;im going out to take a walk around amk central.&lt;br /&gt;hehehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got an mc.&lt;br /&gt;cause i had fever. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like mc's.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-588413745620390487?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/588413745620390487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=588413745620390487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/588413745620390487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/588413745620390487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-6216156099365350248</id><published>2008-12-11T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:06:23.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so hello! i know i didn't blog for a really really long time and yes if you didn't know i just came back from australia. i can't possibly blog out every single day for the past few days cause it has been really quite a lot both in singapore and australia with C and pretty and sexy and P and W and B and S and friend1 and friend2 and blahblah and ekjl and blah somemore and okay whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll just start on a bit about australia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT ROCKS :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for the last 11days, i chionged a luggage bag in one hour, i chionged a birthday video for apparently scary person number1 who isn't scary to me anymore, (the video screwed up), i took an aeroplane, i took a boat to a really clean beach called tangalooma where you can just see the seabed in the beach. i went parasailing, sand tobagganing, and was supposed to go dolphin feeding but due to the extremely cold water and the fact that i bathed already i didn't feed the dolphins. i don't see whats so interesting about feeding dolphins anyway. its like the same as feeding my dog isnt' it. im more interested in kangaroos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so after that i chionged with my sister a morning of packing luggage while she was in the toilet, took another ferry, got our car, and sat in a car for three hours driving to sunshine coast. we checked in the hotel called novotel, and attempted to get a free drink when the drink shop was closed. then we walked to a wild beach, and dined at the naked italian. the next day we went horse riding which was really fun and its like you really control the horse and steer it. and it trotted. i'll have pictures later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its quite boring knowing my whole trip but i'll just continue writing it down. i also went to kayak at a really nice river and went to eumundi market and shopped like crazy. i ate baked potatoes and spaghetti bolognaise. i also went shopping at sunshine plaza and bought two nice tops. then i went on to gold coast and went to movieworld and dreamworld and whitewaterworld and went crazy on many roller coasters and continued shopping. i also went to paradise country and fed kangaroos and carried a koala and patted a cute brown dog and got irritated by pigs. i heard a chicken crow and a pig snout and saw sheeps being sheared. i tickled a kangaroo and went to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story continues on us having no dinner one night when all the restaurants closed at 7pm and maggi mee being an expensive price of three dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever i'll just put the pictures in. picutres mean a thousand words. is it like that &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay great the pictures will probably take forever to load cause its a lot a lot. &lt;br /&gt;and i bought lots of nougat :D and i also bought a really cool body board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tangalooma beach :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIX74oZjAI/AAAAAAAAAQg/E5wiYkCpd5Q/s1600-h/PC010029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIX74oZjAI/AAAAAAAAAQg/E5wiYkCpd5Q/s400/PC010029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278808030813195266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tangalooma beach with pelican :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIYQ3zRXfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/lQbq0BHqsXw/s1600-h/PC010032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIYQ3zRXfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/lQbq0BHqsXw/s400/PC010032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278808391367613938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tangalooma beach with irrating seagull :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIY6zuz7rI/AAAAAAAAAQw/HvEmwgz7mD8/s1600-h/PC010039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIY6zuz7rI/AAAAAAAAAQw/HvEmwgz7mD8/s400/PC010039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278809111829671602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tangalooma beach with irrating seagull chasing me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIZTN9bGfI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/IMCypccwB04/s1600-h/PC010035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIZTN9bGfI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/IMCypccwB04/s400/PC010035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278809531187141106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;artistic tree :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIX7djeT3I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2F_24P8cDVs/s1600-h/PB300015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIX7djeT3I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2F_24P8cDVs/s400/PB300015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278808023544778610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;artistic tree with us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIX7rlmDXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/hkmiUl0buiw/s1600-h/PB300016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIX7rlmDXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/hkmiUl0buiw/s400/PB300016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278808027311770994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dolphins :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIX7dYCwJI/AAAAAAAAAQI/0J8Vo59gQJc/s1600-h/PB300006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIX7dYCwJI/AAAAAAAAAQI/0J8Vo59gQJc/s400/PB300006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278808023496835218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiling face stars and moon. not clear here D; it was on the newspaper apparently. the two stars and a cresent moon as a smiling mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIX7NJ05CI/AAAAAAAAAQA/m9-pjvzRNEc/s1600-h/PB300005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIX7NJ05CI/AAAAAAAAAQA/m9-pjvzRNEc/s400/PB300005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278808019142239266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tangalooma beach with another pelican :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIaIXbQNzI/AAAAAAAAARg/0qbxkaQmfJs/s1600-h/PC010048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIaIXbQNzI/AAAAAAAAARg/0qbxkaQmfJs/s400/PC010048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278810444261242674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tangalooma beach with another irritating seagull :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIaIffH5TI/AAAAAAAAARY/HXWB28ENOd8/s1600-h/PC010046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIaIffH5TI/AAAAAAAAARY/HXWB28ENOd8/s400/PC010046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278810446424958258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tangalooma beach with crazy boy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIaIDkHsnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/S8F2Dfx7UIQ/s1600-h/PC010051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIaIDkHsnI/AAAAAAAAARQ/S8F2Dfx7UIQ/s400/PC010051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278810438929724018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seagull admiring the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIaH6xPtPI/AAAAAAAAARI/Y9ouD8W59es/s1600-h/PC010054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIaH6xPtPI/AAAAAAAAARI/Y9ouD8W59es/s400/PC010054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278810436568855794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parasailing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIaH3B1ZvI/AAAAAAAAARA/TNE7nEdh1Gc/s1600-h/PC010060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIaH3B1ZvI/AAAAAAAAARA/TNE7nEdh1Gc/s400/PC010060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278810435564693234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parasailing again from a different angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIbuUqRUuI/AAAAAAAAASI/PHwSQhoGh9Q/s1600-h/PC010066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIbuUqRUuI/AAAAAAAAASI/PHwSQhoGh9Q/s400/PC010066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278812195865580258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sand desert where we slide down a forty storey high sand mountain on a waxed board :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIbuEXwtbI/AAAAAAAAASA/3AvIIxWgFHM/s1600-h/PC010081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIbuEXwtbI/AAAAAAAAASA/3AvIIxWgFHM/s400/PC010081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278812191492978098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another irritating bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIbuKPs_pI/AAAAAAAAAR4/yeh5_xR9V2s/s1600-h/PC020112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIbuKPs_pI/AAAAAAAAAR4/yeh5_xR9V2s/s400/PC020112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278812193069792914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so called glass mountains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIbuKZ_m2I/AAAAAAAAARw/KZIeXsdWrJs/s1600-h/PC020126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIbuKZ_m2I/AAAAAAAAARw/KZIeXsdWrJs/s400/PC020126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278812193112955746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREEN CAR!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIbtuZSlkI/AAAAAAAAARo/QWysmxRoqqo/s1600-h/PC020131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIbtuZSlkI/AAAAAAAAARo/QWysmxRoqqo/s400/PC020131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278812185593812546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a fact saying that the trees are mangoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIc9_coUzI/AAAAAAAAASw/QfEqL_tJdPw/s1600-h/PC020134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIc9_coUzI/AAAAAAAAASw/QfEqL_tJdPw/s400/PC020134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278813564560757554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trees which are supposed to be mangoes according to the fact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIc9bL7YWI/AAAAAAAAASo/nWAOPjIBSnQ/s1600-h/PC020135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIc9bL7YWI/AAAAAAAAASo/nWAOPjIBSnQ/s400/PC020135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278813554827026786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no singaporeans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIc8-Cj3FI/AAAAAAAAASg/yQoJlUVAXiM/s1600-h/PC020137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIc8-Cj3FI/AAAAAAAAASg/yQoJlUVAXiM/s400/PC020137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278813547003108434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIc8i4w_NI/AAAAAAAAASY/4GUDfd17j-w/s1600-h/PC020138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIc8i4w_NI/AAAAAAAAASY/4GUDfd17j-w/s400/PC020138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278813539714268370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shadow which looks like brocoli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIc8tEjPcI/AAAAAAAAASQ/mEOj1p_PGFU/s1600-h/PC030164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIc8tEjPcI/AAAAAAAAASQ/mEOj1p_PGFU/s400/PC030164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278813542448053698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horses ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIeK05-lRI/AAAAAAAAATY/kywQAz3bK24/s1600-h/PC030177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIeK05-lRI/AAAAAAAAATY/kywQAz3bK24/s400/PC030177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278814884580988178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horse chionging &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIeK6_X6UI/AAAAAAAAATQ/hPWbv8cqMbA/s1600-h/PC030191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIeK6_X6UI/AAAAAAAAATQ/hPWbv8cqMbA/s400/PC030191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278814886214232386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horse riding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIeKod5oKI/AAAAAAAAATI/aqnmdyM_EAQ/s1600-h/PC030193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIeKod5oKI/AAAAAAAAATI/aqnmdyM_EAQ/s400/PC030193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278814881241997474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bird on the cable not getting electrocuted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIeKYM2FnI/AAAAAAAAATA/HDCFkM6uYy8/s1600-h/PC030201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIeKYM2FnI/AAAAAAAAATA/HDCFkM6uYy8/s400/PC030201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278814876875495026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wild beach with sandflies and my parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIeKMKhhpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/cGRlIr7lBwU/s1600-h/PC030176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIeKMKhhpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/cGRlIr7lBwU/s400/PC030176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278814873644533394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY WAIT. IM GETTING SLEEPY. i'll just upload the funnier ones then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dead seahorse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIfqTe0udI/AAAAAAAAAUA/FJt8D2_9pB8/s1600-h/PC040295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIfqTe0udI/AAAAAAAAAUA/FJt8D2_9pB8/s400/PC040295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278816524876167634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYAKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIfqZKeHlI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Fh-qUH64Q54/s1600-h/PC040279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIfqZKeHlI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Fh-qUH64Q54/s400/PC040279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278816526401412690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sticker on the traffic light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIfqPoATtI/AAAAAAAAATw/kt2WwciyaE4/s1600-h/PC040261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIfqPoATtI/AAAAAAAAATw/kt2WwciyaE4/s400/PC040261.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278816523840933586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he likes his nuts hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIfp7aAxXI/AAAAAAAAATo/V6MHuazaJjw/s1600-h/PC040246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIfp7aAxXI/AAAAAAAAATo/V6MHuazaJjw/s400/PC040246.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278816518413534578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sundial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIfpqFGkEI/AAAAAAAAATg/HauTjocQQ44/s1600-h/PC040233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIfpqFGkEI/AAAAAAAAATg/HauTjocQQ44/s400/PC040233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278816513762431042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melted haribo which melted in the car and eventually was placed in the fridge and got glued back together D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIhG2RKuKI/AAAAAAAAAUo/pfS7lYN-Zxs/s1600-h/PC060410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIhG2RKuKI/AAAAAAAAAUo/pfS7lYN-Zxs/s400/PC060410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278818114762094754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same melted haribo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIhGguTNrI/AAAAAAAAAUg/kAQ7R36P3ks/s1600-h/PC060413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIhGguTNrI/AAAAAAAAAUg/kAQ7R36P3ks/s400/PC060413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278818108978706098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cars ON LINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIhGlbjelI/AAAAAAAAAUY/LCh7V6l69uI/s1600-h/PC060437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIhGlbjelI/AAAAAAAAAUY/LCh7V6l69uI/s400/PC060437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278818110242257490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool pianist at eumundi market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIhGWlyZpI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/8rohdFelkTk/s1600-h/PC050370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIhGWlyZpI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/8rohdFelkTk/s400/PC050370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278818106258646674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHALK drawing on the floor :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIhGV5EjoI/AAAAAAAAAUI/raKYiBWr0H4/s1600-h/PC050375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIhGV5EjoI/AAAAAAAAAUI/raKYiBWr0H4/s400/PC050375.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278818106071092866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONALD DUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIh44WBGBI/AAAAAAAAAU4/_pl62s9uEF0/s1600-h/PC070484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIh44WBGBI/AAAAAAAAAU4/_pl62s9uEF0/s400/PC070484.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278818974312765458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three little pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIh4Xmy-4I/AAAAAAAAAUw/_zkDKyGYzGQ/s1600-h/PC070457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIh4Xmy-4I/AAAAAAAAAUw/_zkDKyGYzGQ/s400/PC070457.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278818965524773762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOHN JONES. LOL. there was a fake graveyard &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIiVw6jQ7I/AAAAAAAAAVA/TDs69grZZs0/s1600-h/PC070522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIiVw6jQ7I/AAAAAAAAAVA/TDs69grZZs0/s400/PC070522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278819470534722482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rode this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIi7pzubeI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/MK_iH3qm_z8/s1600-h/PC070547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIi7pzubeI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/MK_iH3qm_z8/s400/PC070547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278820121462074850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im somewhere in there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIi7c-r9XI/AAAAAAAAAVI/EfJD7Fnq_2A/s1600-h/PC070551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIi7c-r9XI/AAAAAAAAAVI/EfJD7Fnq_2A/s400/PC070551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278820118018389362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't dare to ride this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIjQffYuxI/AAAAAAAAAVY/HS_DzgSMC_8/s1600-h/PC070560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIjQffYuxI/AAAAAAAAAVY/HS_DzgSMC_8/s400/PC070560.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278820479469665042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't dare to ride this too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIkR5NJTYI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Mq34V6KnMRI/s1600-h/PC080595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIkR5NJTYI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Mq34V6KnMRI/s400/PC080595.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278821603063975298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVIEWORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIjg-voohI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zM3kjJ3FEBw/s1600-h/PC070580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIjg-voohI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zM3kjJ3FEBw/s400/PC070580.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278820762737222162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fake looking mac donald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIjsTb6mDI/AAAAAAAAAVo/P6_-e7LueKs/s1600-h/PC070585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIjsTb6mDI/AAAAAAAAAVo/P6_-e7LueKs/s400/PC070585.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278820957270218802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for people with no brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIkR2_I8yI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Rrj3wkrANSQ/s1600-h/PC080588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIkR2_I8yI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Rrj3wkrANSQ/s400/PC080588.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278821602468360994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kangaroo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIkRrf1zgI/AAAAAAAAAWA/G9LqHmpXeyg/s1600-h/PC080609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIkRrf1zgI/AAAAAAAAAWA/G9LqHmpXeyg/s400/PC080609.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278821599384292866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRETTY PEACOCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIkRpAfaFI/AAAAAAAAAV4/CQVieOp9DRs/s1600-h/PC080614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIkRpAfaFI/AAAAAAAAAV4/CQVieOp9DRs/s400/PC080614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278821598715930706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bird which looks like duduo in pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIkRYaMz2I/AAAAAAAAAVw/cSx4ovCFHXk/s1600-h/PC080617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIkRYaMz2I/AAAAAAAAAVw/cSx4ovCFHXk/s400/PC080617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278821594260361058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was a sign at the crocodile area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIlmGgX1GI/AAAAAAAAAW4/PK4vdG8Qxqk/s1600-h/PC080612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIlmGgX1GI/AAAAAAAAAW4/PK4vdG8Qxqk/s400/PC080612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278823049743291490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close up picture of a kangaroo that doesn't know how to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIlmLiwj7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/eLCwLPMeMuY/s1600-h/PC080619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIlmLiwj7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/eLCwLPMeMuY/s400/PC080619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278823051095478194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kangaroo stretching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIll-XkR8I/AAAAAAAAAWo/rNcP4uKrgi4/s1600-h/PC080623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIll-XkR8I/AAAAAAAAAWo/rNcP4uKrgi4/s400/PC080623.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278823047558875074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pair of gay kangaroos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIll_PcpJI/AAAAAAAAAWg/EgU5U0q_1UI/s1600-h/PC080626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIll_PcpJI/AAAAAAAAAWg/EgU5U0q_1UI/s400/PC080626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278823047793255570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a standing tiger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIllxE9LkI/AAAAAAAAAWY/xAVpINsN6t4/s1600-h/PC080634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIllxE9LkI/AAAAAAAAAWY/xAVpINsN6t4/s400/PC080634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278823043991154242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rode this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIm8TIfjZI/AAAAAAAAAXg/KrADe7G5obQ/s1600-h/PC080661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIm8TIfjZI/AAAAAAAAAXg/KrADe7G5obQ/s400/PC080661.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278824530601545106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPONGEBOB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIm8KUzUkI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8t5UPmq1j0E/s1600-h/PC080647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIm8KUzUkI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8t5UPmq1j0E/s400/PC080647.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278824528237253186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;koala. thats not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIm72qwGfI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/CRfOMHroVnw/s1600-h/PC090680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIm72qwGfI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/CRfOMHroVnw/s400/PC090680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278824522960607730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KOALA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIm7pZ0rhI/AAAAAAAAAXI/mD6S9qUFzQ0/s1600-h/PC090682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIm7pZ0rhI/AAAAAAAAAXI/mD6S9qUFzQ0/s400/PC090682.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278824519399943698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a fat and big bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIm7PSGO4I/AAAAAAAAAXA/6Uz6YsjJwA0/s1600-h/PC090684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIm7PSGO4I/AAAAAAAAAXA/6Uz6YsjJwA0/s400/PC090684.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278824512388217730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot what animal this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUInhJpNwXI/AAAAAAAAAXw/n4Mf-7otmwI/s1600-h/PC090695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUInhJpNwXI/AAAAAAAAAXw/n4Mf-7otmwI/s400/PC090695.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278825163709596018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a pig. P? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIng8dBDZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/zGjvKTsfm84/s1600-h/PC090692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIng8dBDZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/zGjvKTsfm84/s400/PC090692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278825160168770962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is a sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIn3-pXY2I/AAAAAAAAAYA/Cf2UAHr1z_k/s1600-h/PC090701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIn3-pXY2I/AAAAAAAAAYA/Cf2UAHr1z_k/s400/PC090701.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278825555894428514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is a goat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIn31MeN1I/AAAAAAAAAX4/a5ZLgGFgtck/s1600-h/PC090697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIn31MeN1I/AAAAAAAAAX4/a5ZLgGFgtck/s400/PC090697.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278825553357322066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a baby cow. i think its called a calf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIoGJhQLZI/AAAAAAAAAYI/xWYCtmmSyyY/s1600-h/PC090712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIoGJhQLZI/AAAAAAAAAYI/xWYCtmmSyyY/s400/PC090712.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278825799331360146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIoZ2FRiHI/AAAAAAAAAYY/6B7cswyEVYc/s1600-h/PC090745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIoZ2FRiHI/AAAAAAAAAYY/6B7cswyEVYc/s400/PC090745.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278826137711118450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a sheepdog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIopcGXFAI/AAAAAAAAAYg/SAH_DAVZnG4/s1600-h/PC090743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIopcGXFAI/AAAAAAAAAYg/SAH_DAVZnG4/s400/PC090743.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278826405614261250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my body board. its not an animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIpEn-tXdI/AAAAAAAAAY4/d21PJxPZfM0/s1600-h/PC090794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIpEn-tXdI/AAAAAAAAAY4/d21PJxPZfM0/s400/PC090794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278826872659860946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how my body board got checked in into the aeroplane. it looks like an iron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIpEdQKHfI/AAAAAAAAAYw/jknIGDq6M68/s1600-h/PC100799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIpEdQKHfI/AAAAAAAAAYw/jknIGDq6M68/s400/PC100799.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278826869780258290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is boa. - botanics of australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIpEBK7U5I/AAAAAAAAAYo/TGxmj2g8Mo8/s1600-h/PC100804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIpEBK7U5I/AAAAAAAAAYo/TGxmj2g8Mo8/s400/PC100804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278826862242124690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is an outstanding chair at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIpYFS8NoI/AAAAAAAAAZI/8Wkz8-RkEBQ/s1600-h/PC100806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIpYFS8NoI/AAAAAAAAAZI/8Wkz8-RkEBQ/s400/PC100806.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278827206946862722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is SQ236&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIpYNhl-AI/AAAAAAAAAZA/lZRt-mfngdY/s1600-h/PC100805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIpYNhl-AI/AAAAAAAAAZA/lZRt-mfngdY/s400/PC100805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278827209155803138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew. &lt;br /&gt;love, snipsscissors&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-6216156099365350248?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/6216156099365350248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=6216156099365350248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/6216156099365350248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/6216156099365350248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-so-hello-i-know-i-didnt-blog-for.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SUIX74oZjAI/AAAAAAAAAQg/E5wiYkCpd5Q/s72-c/PC010029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-8759245534108377987</id><published>2008-12-11T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:07:05.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I see myself right beside santa!</title><content type='html'>Christmas is coming in a few weeks! Have a really desirable christmas wish like that amazing apple ipod classic or that special bag on ebay? visit&lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=28507&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.sitonsantaslap.com%2F%3Futm_source%3Db" rel="nofollow"&gt; got a wish&lt;/a&gt; and just have yourself sit on santas lap and have him know your one special wish for christmas! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience seeing your own cute and adorable face on santa's lap like how i did, and you'll definitely feel much younger like how you used to write letters to santa similar to sitting on his lap and telling him your wish. I really did feel quite when i even got to see the book where santa kept his list of christmas presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shared this video with my family members and friends and they all really enjoyed seeing themselves on santa's lap too. and now im sharing this amazing and different experience with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, find out about this really cool gift that fits everyone from mrs claus. The CEIVA Digital Photo Frame. In addition to its classy name, it allows one to share photos with family and friends at ease. Send photos directly from your phone to the frame. Normal digital frames only allow photos to be uploaded from the computer etc, but this wonderful CEIVA Digital Photo Frame allows you to upload photos on the go by just simply connecting to it by any existing phone line and it even enables you to be able to simply use CEIVAshare to deliver your favorite photos to loved ones in any part of the world. You can enjoy them anywhere, anytime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest part of this is that santa said he would grant ONE WISH a day, so be sure to go to &lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=28507&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.sitonsantaslap.com%2F%3Futm_source%3Db" rel="nofollow"&gt; got a wish&lt;/a&gt; today and get ready to sit on Santa's Lap and maybe you'll win your heart long desired item for this christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember to check out &lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=28507&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.sitonsantaslap.com%2F%3Futm_source%3Db" rel="nofollow"&gt; got a wish&lt;/a&gt; and remember, everyone can see sit on santas lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;map name="map1975"&gt;&lt;area href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/disclosure?slot_id=28507&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.sitonsantaslap.com%2F%3Futm_source%3Db" shape="rect" coords="0,0,206,45" rel="nofollow" /&gt;&lt;area href="http://socialspark.com/code_of_ethics" shape="rect" coords="207,0,225,45" rel="nofollow" /&gt;&lt;/map&gt;&lt;img alt="Post?slot_id=28507&amp;url=http%3a%2f%2fsocialspark" border="0" src="http://socialspark.com/metrics/view/post?slot_id=28507&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fsocialspark.com%2Fimages%2Fdisclosure_badges%2Fdisclosure_badge_grey.png" usemap="#map1975" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-8759245534108377987?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/8759245534108377987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=8759245534108377987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8759245534108377987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8759245534108377987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-see-myself-right-beside-santa.html' title='I see myself right beside santa!'/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-5144989535869106196</id><published>2008-11-22T04:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T04:43:29.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile i'll just go and be obsessed over something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i trust B. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she likes to hide. damn. BYE WORLD.LOL. that sounds like the guy who jumped into the tiger cage. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.s.dclefe[offffffffffffffffff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah-bu-ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-5144989535869106196?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/5144989535869106196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=5144989535869106196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/5144989535869106196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/5144989535869106196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/11/im.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-3018677454958052399</id><published>2008-11-11T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:00:55.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in sentences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like that in audi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it would be hard to read. so today i think im going to be a loser.&lt;br /&gt;im going to find the sonyericsson fix phone shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes i feel like killing myself cause i put my phone in the washing machine.&lt;br /&gt;that is. the most retarded thing you would want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i also am going to fix my spectacles. apparently the supporting nose thing came out because i poked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im going out alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that does make me sound like a loser.&lt;br /&gt;like how C stood me up on christmas cause she said that we could go out and eat and we would meet at dobhy gaut and then she could't come so i sat there alone D:&lt;br /&gt;and then i ended up eating dinner alone. okay that sounds funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was fun. me, W, and B went to P's house. and then we watched octo channel and kbs world and then everyone started fighting and dancing and vacumming the house. and then err err err.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played twister.&lt;br /&gt;twister is hilarious. its funnehhhh. its like you have to smell people's asses and poke people. and then i kept losing. but the trick is to push others with your ass. &lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to play cluedo which became rather funneh too. and then we ended up with monopoly and then i think the funniest part of it was when P had to pay W more from 60dollars to 80dollars (don't ask why) then me and B said it was "better".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then W said "but P has to pay more!" &lt;br /&gt;and then i said "lol. when we say better, it won't ever be reffering to P cause we're always suaning P anyway". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something like that. maybe in different words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was one part that i kept following B's bulbasaur. &lt;br /&gt;oh ya it was pokemon monopoly. &lt;br /&gt;and then the board was kind of colourful.&lt;br /&gt;and i was clefairy -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i'll go now.&lt;br /&gt;and me and C are currently going for yoga classes.&lt;br /&gt;its good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-3018677454958052399?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/3018677454958052399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=3018677454958052399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3018677454958052399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3018677454958052399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-0.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-3947508330310762582</id><published>2008-11-06T18:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T19:08:08.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO im back!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay that was quite retarded. but. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see i did so much,&lt;br /&gt;and when i used the computer, i was making this movie. you know those maple movies. like love stamp. omg love stamp is so nice :D go find it on youtube. then there's also demon wings. go find them! its super nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i gave up in the end and now im deciding to download audi again and see if im still thatpro! you know i am very pro and im level 16 .-. okay thats quite ego but im really that pro. see how fast i can type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then in my account im like bankrupt cause i like to play battleparty and then half of the time my teammates are like super noob and lousy. if not someone would like disconnect. okay whatever! im so excited cause audi is so so so fun and i think i at least have something to do now. maple sounds quite sian. you know all those rude rude cursers and ksers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i've been shopping with C! its super super super fun to shop with C cause she has my taste! then so we went to raffles city someday and i bought a new top from dorothy perkins :D :D :D :D and its so cool hahahah. and then i didn't want my mum to kind of get angry so i told her a cheaper version of the price and then i said that there was a sale. to think that she and my sis went there and then they found out the actual price. but they didn't get angry anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my sis said she also used to do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i also bought this new pair of khaki green shorts from cottonon. omg its so cool. and i want to buy this thing from there too but i decided to wait till i had more money and i can't say the thing if not you'll think it sounds quite ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yes, my birthday just passed. altogether i got 34happy birthdays. lols. so i was sending out to people to wish me happy birthday. 34. that seems quite little somehow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omg i just realised something. dang im so dead. but i can't say it. if not they'll kind of kill me. its regarding misplacing a present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everyone still owes me a present.&lt;br /&gt;i got so little present D:&lt;br /&gt;and then they tell me they owe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty and sexy owe me a skill. that is to tie french plaits. they say that they'll sit down for one whole day and teach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P owes me my green green present which i apparently heard it was green when she showed it to B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B and W owe me their present. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C owes me a present. and she promised it'll come before christmas. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ekjl said she'll give me soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my parents gave me 40bucks + 50bucks + my POSB account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;and somemore somemore which i don't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lets pray that audi is successful cause yesterday it wasn't D:&lt;br /&gt;i really hope it is.&lt;br /&gt;im kind of excited to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that sounds quite retarded.&lt;br /&gt;and i want to spend my holiday wisely. i did think of taking some workshops or courses but i don't know what. and i want to paint my own shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to play audi. after all its a great engaging game and all. but i practically have no friends there after quitting for so long .-.&lt;br /&gt;but i still have like friends in maple! they're like on my msn. i couldn't ever make friends in audi cause i was kind of too pro maybe then they got quite pissed. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;okay that was a statement i claimed. cause you know i always see them being so lousy so i would kind of let others win and just get second. im so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i trained on playing night. night mode was the best. it was crazy. so now i became so fast. i wonder if i still am. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes it went to downloading 6/6 HOPE IT WORKS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh ya my sis got her ipod classic so i got her mp3. sounds rather secondhand but its quite nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and her ipod has like 120gb. that is crazy. seriously. hundred and twenty. thats like. you know my phone has only 1gb. and then 100 times of that is like you can store 1000 plus songs. madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realy hope its succesful. &lt;br /&gt;and i realised im going australia soon!&lt;br /&gt;im actually quite scared cause i hate aeroplanes. im really scared they crash. and then im taking the night flight. and the pilot can't see so well can he? good thing there are movies. its singapore airlines. but i don't feel good. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there's this dreamworld and movieworld at gold coast and apparently there's this roller coaster which moves at 176km/h and there's this part which is 38storeys high? that's almost as high as the singapore flyer. i think i'll die! omg. but i must ride it. if not i suck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelovelove. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS ALMOST DONE.&lt;br /&gt;THEN SUDDENLY THERE WAS THIS RUNTIME ERROR.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE WHAT THE WHAT THE WHAT THE WHAT THE.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-3947508330310762582?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/3947508330310762582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=3947508330310762582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3947508330310762582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3947508330310762582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-im-back-hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-6279416913156808475</id><published>2008-10-29T05:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T05:44:44.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you see i have nothing to do. like when i want to actually post then i can think up of so much crap somewhere else but ya. whatever. i mean i can actually think out so much crap to talk anywhere else except here. and P is so happy that i watched finish her bang bang tang chinese show. as if i dont watch chinese shows. come on man you don't no no okay. bu ke yi xiao kan wo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thats for her. in my most retarded face. she'll laugh. but you won't get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im still downloading bratz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking maybe i should try maple. or pokemon. ho hum. or runescape. i used to play runescape. and it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now the 9oclock show is kind of boring. its about AIDS. .-.&lt;br /&gt;and omg i actually yawned in front of my computer. this is bad. really bad. so i decided to hibernate. till maybe my birthday. or someday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bye :D for quite long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIBERNATES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-6279416913156808475?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/6279416913156808475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=6279416913156808475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/6279416913156808475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/6279416913156808475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-see-i-have-nothing-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-689938937693356239</id><published>2008-10-29T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T05:12:10.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suddenly i feel like not posting. you know when you're not posting you suddenly have one whole chunk to post and all and then when i see this box to post in i feel like sleeping D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omggg i ran out of shows. NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored. and i feel like sleeping. gah. i seriously have like totally no more shows. how? well, i watched finish gossip girl, and some show that P told me about. and that show has one of the worst endings i've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its about some fighting magical show and all where these students train to kill this really crazy person which turns out to be a female and well, i thought they could make the killing part better and all, and you know how they killed the bad girl? this guy just had to jump and kill her with his sword. and its really stupidly damn lame i mean i thought they would like cooperate to kill and all cause they all have different specialities known as ge you qian qiu, but like .-. only one of them had to stab that woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall the show was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today is B's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i can't stand this. a sleepy blogger makes everyone reading sleepy too and it would be a very sleepy and sleepy post so my as well i wait until one not sleepy day when im not sleepy anymore and you can also be more not sleepy and we'll all not be sleepy and sleepy can't come and attack this post and then we'll all enjoy a very not sleepy post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you can see how sleepy i am by emphasizing so many times and so much on that word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-689938937693356239?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/689938937693356239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=689938937693356239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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record of two minutes. its not going to be very long anyway. after all i already posted in my green subblog.&lt;br /&gt;go visit it &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/snipsandscissors"&gt;click here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://snipsscissors.livejournal.com/"&gt;live journal account&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai ya whatever. bye. i go watch my show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-6355840812966434548?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/6355840812966434548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=6355840812966434548&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/6355840812966434548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/6355840812966434548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/10/quick-post.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-5143951788863469603</id><published>2008-10-25T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T06:47:09.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. hahaha. my posts are approved &lt;3 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i went to walk my dog. then i fed him coke. and he liked it. and he seems a bit high now. and then he burped. like how you always burp after you drink a lot of coke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last time he ate some soap which was used to mop the floor. and then he started hicupping. hahaha. like he's breathing out the bubbles from the soap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just realised that i am still scared of balls .-.&lt;br /&gt;cause i believe that i got hit by a bean bag in P1 and it went splat on my face and it was super pain. like you had to throw this bean bag high up and then clap like 10times or something and then catch it. and then it splatted on my face D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think, okay i don't know what. i was kind of packing my cupboard cause i wanted to proove to P that i was very cute when i was young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg im so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay its all a long story about everything that just happened in the past hour. &lt;br /&gt;fine i shall type it. .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to my cupboard and this drawer which i name it the sacred drawer cause it contains all the memories. and after all i have nothing to put there anyway. so there's like a lot of crap in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like erm farewell presents, valentine's day presents, some toy when i played when i was young? a pack of super tiny disneyland card, a pack of mini version of cards from my first aeroplane ride, some letters from church camps and from people, a mini book with extracts from a bible, JH's present to me when i was primary 6, my napha badges(i didn't realise how many gold badges i've been storing in there. i realised i had one whole amount), my PE leader badge when i was P5?, my gold star medal :D, my silver and gold and gold star iron onto clothes thingy(apparently i lost the bronze one), and yes whatever other medals :D , and there's also my first guitar string that snapped, and C's heartshape flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see im so sentimental. i keep like everything sacred. and there's also a knife in there apparently supposed to be used for camp ._. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went there cause i thought i put my baby photo there cause i found before long ago when spring cleaning this really cute baby photo of me :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it wasn't there. and apparently the drawer was kind of messy with plastic bags which i dumped in there and some learning lab worksheets? .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i packed it. and then you know i also like to collect notes. cause maybe next time i can sell them for a high price. like i collect notes from all around the world. i have the really old singapore one dollar notes. the one with the eagle and the blue blue one. then i have new zealand, australia, britain, malaysia, that country. errr. i dont know its name. i forgotten. its the one with a lot of oil. maybe its brunei. whatever. its just that i like to collect notes and then i have a lot of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if i traded in my new zealand note long ago last time before the financial crisis now, i could have earned 5bucks but now the exchange price is like different .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so continue with the story.&lt;br /&gt;so the file that i kept all my notes in wasn't there. and i was kind of desperate cause i wondered if i accidentally threw it away, like how maybe someone accidentally threw away this pair of special green scissors which my dad is rewarding whoever who finds it 50dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think he's a bit mad but he always whips up these kind of craziness for us .-.&lt;br /&gt;like making us do random items and then giving us like 10dollars. for example eating some gross mashed up egg. but i ate it :D&lt;br /&gt;but 50dollars is a lot. and he's rewarding whoever who finds his scissors this time. seriously i checked my whole house already. and then i pushed behind all the cupboards and all and i took my GG time to go and find it. and then my sister claimed that she dreamt that she found it under a pile of junk last night ._. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so continue. so i didn't see that file which i kept my antique notes in for quite some time. so after packing my parents came back. and they bought popiah .-.&lt;br /&gt;so we ate popiah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i went to find and i found my notes file under this pile of worksheets okay so great i found it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i went to the shelf and i found my photo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so thats the end of the story .-.&lt;br /&gt;not very entertaining right.&lt;br /&gt;i mean it doesn't even make sense. its just the story of how i found my photo but i thought it was quite interesting and im quite pleased that i found this album which  kept which had the pictures of all my ex-animals like my hamster and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently i kept a hamster but i was scared of it.&lt;br /&gt;and then there was once i wanted to sun my hamster so i put it under the sun, okay i was pretty stupid. and then the rain came. and it died.&lt;br /&gt;like that it died. quite amazing. i mean it died from water. and it didn't even drown D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i keep a dog. luckily he won't die from water anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes im going to upload my cute face :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMKmWhQQdI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zivXNQTgQjc/s1600-h/young2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 388px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMKmWhQQdI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zivXNQTgQjc/s400/young2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261060443695235538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my this is the youngest i could find .-.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh no eye bags and so cute :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. lol. seriously and my hair was brownish and nice. .-. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMKmRZAikI/AAAAAAAAAOg/qBT0S8pMCbs/s1600-h/young3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMKmRZAikI/AAAAAAAAAOg/qBT0S8pMCbs/s400/young3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261060442318473794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is blank. how come i don't smile? 0.0&lt;br /&gt;and i seemed to have a fascination with hats since young :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMKmr6HYVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/V8zHcBk-8m0/s1600-h/young4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMKmr6HYVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/V8zHcBk-8m0/s400/young4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261060449436655954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i think this is cute.&lt;br /&gt;i think im probably the only baby that i won't throw inside the bush. .-.&lt;br /&gt;cause many babies seriously irritate me .-. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMKmkFTrUI/AAAAAAAAAOw/mVznY_IQcHA/s1600-h/young5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMKmkFTrUI/AAAAAAAAAOw/mVznY_IQcHA/s400/young5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261060447336115522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this is when i started growing retarded and i thought i was some kind of coolness kid. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMKm8k7g7I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Clk3o0zakLQ/s1600-h/young6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMKm8k7g7I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Clk3o0zakLQ/s400/young6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261060453911200690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my i remember this. i thought i could fly so i was like taking me flying. the whole photo actually shows my leg above the ground but this photo concentrates on my spastik face :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMeKsA79EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ru_Y7VYUpFQ/s1600-h/young8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMeKsA79EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ru_Y7VYUpFQ/s400/young8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261081958661485634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. no eye bags D: and slight double eye-lids. and i look lanky.&lt;br /&gt;and i think im just going to sleep now. yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg my lime jelly turned into ice D:&lt;br /&gt;i put it into the freezer. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait i still got some kbox pictures from some day? with B, P, W. &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMe8AGgytI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Q-G0RqzOjNI/s1600-h/115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMe8AGgytI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Q-G0RqzOjNI/s400/115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261082805867170514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our junk :D &lt;br /&gt;you see the two phones, one bottle, scattered chips, cards, illegal drinks, honey lemon and my cherry and pineapple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMe83b3IAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/lP7k5FwLUUc/s1600-h/114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMe83b3IAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/lP7k5FwLUUc/s400/114.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261082820720664578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE I PACKED THE TABLE. you see on the left the phones are all placed there neatly and i stacked up the bowls and placed the drinks together. but there are still some crumbs .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then after that B claimed that the floor was dirty and the sign said that cleaning charges were up to $300 like wth. so i went to pick up all the crumbs. like .-. and then everyone else thought i was crazy like some vacuum cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you see P in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot eh. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMe8f_gFAI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/3UXSm5qj5P0/s1600-h/116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMe8f_gFAI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/3UXSm5qj5P0/s400/116.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261082814427698178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEE I took this :D&lt;br /&gt;guess the song babeh.&lt;br /&gt;she _____ be _____. :D lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMe8bHc9mI/AAAAAAAAAPY/3-QkeKwMGvE/s1600-h/117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMe8bHc9mI/AAAAAAAAAPY/3-QkeKwMGvE/s400/117.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261082813118871138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;this looks damn cute. &lt;br /&gt;i can take it down &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;but let it be up for the timebeing okay. &lt;br /&gt;hahaha. its super cute :D &lt;br /&gt;yeah! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay posting this in time for B to read before she comes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-5143951788863469603?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/5143951788863469603/comments/default' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SQMKmWhQQdI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zivXNQTgQjc/s72-c/young2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-2341483873134865863</id><published>2008-10-23T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T04:44:00.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>go LASIK!</title><content type='html'>Everyone wants better eyesight and the vision when they are young, no spectacles or contact lenses right? :D I know! I of course want it too. And now there's a safe new way to do so! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's by undergoing iLASIK and LASIK laser eye surgery. Its about developments in science that has allowed people to make use of lasers to now have better visions and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I'm sure you'll definitely want perfect eyesight. Trust me, if you do undergo LASIK or iLASIK, its like totally bye bye to spectacles and contact lenses! Its a new pair of fresh eyes and all. Well, there's more information of this whole laser eye surgery at&lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=23539&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.ilasik.com%2F%3Fcid%3D1010+" rel="nofollow"&gt; LASIK information&lt;/a&gt;, but i'll still elaborate i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today i'm supposed to write about how great LASIK can actually get. For example, in the military and NASA,&lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=23539&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.ilasik.com%2F%3Fcid%3D1010+" rel="nofollow"&gt; LASIK technology&lt;/a&gt; has increased the performance of mission-critical personnel. Creating better vision for everyone, its all possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do want to go to NASA and work next time, and I also do want perfect eyesight. And so now im imforming everyone reading this that its possible! Yes, technology is that great, technology is everywhere. even the item invented that you are using now to read this is part of technology. it won't even like explode any minute now would it. so this LASIK laser eye surgery is safe and its also beneficial, after all its part of technology and who said that laser can possibly screw up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modern LASIK, known as the iLASIK™ Procedure, uses two lasers instead of one. In the first stage of iLASIK, wave-front technology maps the unique characteristics of the individual’s eyes. Then, an ultrafast, computer-guided laser creates a corneal flap. This makes the procedure exceptionally safe. After the flap is created, the wave-front mapping data guides a second laser for vision correction. The combination of these advanced laser technologies creates a custom-fit procedure clinically proven to provide excellent safety and visual results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that whole process sounds so advanced and professional doesn't it? I myself don't really understand it all, corneal flaps? laser? gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its like recommended by naval aviators and all and so to make it short, its good. so go LASIK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its also quoted from Dr. Schallhornthat, more than 12million americans has benefited from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why don't you be the first of your country to do so? i mean isn't those only americans? heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you're still scared of it possibly being dangerous and about your safety, come on. you should still give it a try. Why do you still walk anyway if you have a chance of falling down? And why do you even use a stove if there's a chance of a fire outbreak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why not try this LASIK laser eye surgery. It's really safe. I mean with all the corneal flaps and all. and you do know how advanced technology is. or at least go to&lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=23539&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.ilasik.com%2F%3Fcid%3D1010+" rel="nofollow"&gt; LASIK information&lt;/a&gt; and read some information?  I'm sure you're pretty interested eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and LASIK itself the word, doesn't it sound cool. and next time when you done it and your friend asks you, you could say i went for LAAASIK. and then you wink your perfectly pretty eye and show the world how great LASIK is and the speed its spreading across the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and trust me you'll be the only one wearing spectacles in the future if you ignore this warning and don't faster go and check out on &lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=23539&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.ilasik.com%2F%3Fcid%3D1010+" rel="nofollow"&gt; LASIK technology&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after all its still technology. ipod? plasma televsions? 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-5999316671270668151</id><published>2008-10-21T07:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T08:15:10.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my eyes tuned out the other way :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess the song! &lt;br /&gt;wee.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. its sang by the corrs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i love the sound of their voice. its not say powerful but its kind of high and airy. and it makes it really happy and lively and their songs don't all make a lot of sense but its like happy cause of their high pitched and high based noise :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like vanessa carlton. haha. i like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still can't figure out why my friend which i have known for pretty long over 9 years made her maplestory character called carlton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that time i drove past carlton hotel, then i thought that that was the reason why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's so many places which uses carlton. i even see it as a brand?&lt;br /&gt;so im starting to wonder if its not just a brand, hotel name, or surname, maybe its an adjective. for example royal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a brand can definitely be described as royal.&lt;br /&gt;a hotel also definitely can be too.&lt;br /&gt;and a surname, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carlton.&lt;br /&gt;sounds like the one that contains milk and some juice and its shipped to madasgascar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway there's this irritating glass in front of me and my screen. that means its like inbetween my screen + keyboard and me. and if it was just a glass standing there i guess its fine. but this glass just simply had to make me go kind of cross-eyed cause if you do know a bit about physics and the laws of refraction, yes the glass is refracting my light rays from like wherever from my eye to the computer screen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you don't know anything about light rays then just skip that part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but so now that area the light rays tend to BEND inwards and it gets smaller. so it makes my eye feel funny. seriously. try putting a glass cup and it should be empty, in front of you and the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well whatever, i'll just shift the cup away. &lt;br /&gt;easy does it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway if you didn't know, my birthday is coming. and that signifies the day which i, the greatness of green was born. im sure i was sent to earth to save the dying out green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i used to think i was someone from mars and i used to write this comic on how i landed up on earth and how the babies got switched and all and i think i still have it. im a sentimental person. i keep all those stuff. and im serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how i keep this book given by my friend called jason in kindergarten. see i still remember his name. fish says that i have no reason and simply anyhow remember stuff that are not important. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how i told her that i remember seeing her last year at the long jump thing for sports day was it. and when i knew her this year i told her that. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and amazingly i said i didn't like her last time because she used to jump in a particular way that made me quite irritated, and being a pe leader standing there for no apparent reason under the sun until 5pm with that irritating C(i don't know why she was there). and then i disliked the way she jumped. it was professional yet slightly acting professional. and then i got kind of pissed that i had to wait so long and that the jumpers were all so professional and they were just sucking my time for a trophy which my time wouldn't even buy an award for for standing there being the best statue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and okay no statues do get any award anyway since they are apparently non-living things. so how about giving me an award for being the best long jump pit pole holder and the best long jump pit adjust the line pole holder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i can do long jump pretty well. i was in the semi-finals i think. okay maybe i wasn't. but i do enjoy flying so high and then splatting on that big blue sheet. its seriously damn fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and actually what is my problem. im sorry but im lazy to change the words. its actually high jump and not long jump. so you probably got confused somewhere up there but if you see it as high jump im sure you'll understand. and you have to read quite thouroughly cause i think its quite a witty and sacarstic thing for me to say. and i still don't know how to spell sacarastic after someone called me told me in my tagboard .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scarscm? &lt;br /&gt;sacarstic?&lt;br /&gt;sacarscm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever. i wonder if people still do read this because i thought that i somehow did lose my sense of blogging too and it became pretty boring. and i don't know why everytime &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where was i .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. cause my mum wanted to show me this nail buffering thing thats super cool haha. and i don't know where i was but i guess i want to sleep before 11 and now its 11.51 according to my one hour fast computer clock which means that its 10.51. :D and i wonder what im going to give everyone for their farewell present. gah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't even blogged about my birthday D:&lt;br /&gt;i've got so much to say! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my birthday is coming and im bringing my thick skin here to ask you for my present. and you better not forget it cause for the following posts im all going to blog about another day nearer to my birthday and my birthday is on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first november,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. its all saints day, and its green day, and its my birthday, that makes it thrice as effective and thrice as wonderful for a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i got two more minutes its 10.53. &lt;br /&gt;i want to blog till 55.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know my skin is thick. thats the reason why i can't see through the thick skin on why asking for presents is wrong, and also the reason why i &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T KNOW AT ALL WHY COPING(or whatever you call it; koping?) OTHER PEOPLE'S FOOD IS WRONG ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god said that we should share.&lt;br /&gt;and i do share. so share it with me too yo. your happiness and your greatness, and your delightfulness and whatever that tastes great, feels great, and is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except for two things that can't be shared, or at least i do reject these two items.&lt;br /&gt;they're sex and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice why all problems start with s.&lt;br /&gt;"start" too.&lt;br /&gt;its like:&lt;br /&gt;sex - may lead to underage sex/pre-marital sex/blahblah(whatever you learnt in     sex-education) and its like SEX .-. therefore sex is a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadness - its the consequence of a problem? its like a major problem too cause it may lead to depression, mutilation etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start - isn't start the start of something? that means that it would definitely lead to obstacles aka problems along the way.&lt;br /&gt;for example, the start of a relationship, the start of a new year, the start of a competition, the start of ______________?(your name).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. hahaha. i finally interpretated the british and how they created this thing known as languages. okay fine one more minute. its 10.59, or actually, 11.59.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and are you confused with the time?&lt;br /&gt;when i say its 11.59 its actually 10.59 cause i told you my computer clock is a bit screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, its 12. but nevermind, it wasn't my fault, my mum took my time for showing me some cool nail buffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now she sucked up my time, so i should get praised for spending my time on her and her nail buffer. but i can say it does work anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just watched finish the first season of GG, aka gossip girl. &lt;br /&gt;yes, thats where i got my inspiration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i like chuck bass. he's quite cool. he's sly, and he has style.&lt;br /&gt;and i like blair too. at first i kind of thought she was a bitch and all, but i guess its a bitch in a cool way. i mean its like super cunning and bitchy, but thats blair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what the, register number 21 just logged in on msn? &lt;br /&gt;what are people doing so late in the night. seriously, sleeping is good for people like us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder what a person like me is doing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everyone claims they love sleep and food.&lt;br /&gt;haha. so now we can all be soul mates because we have the same interests. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, but not everyone loves green eh.&lt;br /&gt;and don't come and trick me claiming you like green, and that you want to meet me.&lt;br /&gt;i learnt in sex-education on these cyber scams and cyber bullying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes you're not real. &lt;br /&gt;my real green partner would definitely be there and one day i'll bump into him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know why i got so much to say but its like i still want to talk about jaeho and america. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lets see, america is more important, after all its longer.&lt;br /&gt;well, to make it short, i want to go to america. &lt;br /&gt;they call it the states do they?&lt;br /&gt;its just so cool. &lt;br /&gt;i mean like, yes. i don't care on whatever crisis they're having now, but yes im going there one day. and i really have a fancy towards americans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like their eyes and nose and face.&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway about those whatever jaeho people blahblahblah .-.&lt;br /&gt;jaeho is some gay thing which is a gay couple between the two famous korean people.&lt;br /&gt;no offense to any fans at this point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes if you do support them, you could read my friend's fancition about them. &lt;br /&gt;i forgot whats her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;but i support them.&lt;br /&gt;so you should too :D&lt;br /&gt;and maybe i'll write a fanfiction too.&lt;br /&gt;not about them, maybe about something else.&lt;br /&gt;a new topic? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about ...&lt;br /&gt;okay i'll go think.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously what the freak its 12.08AM.&lt;br /&gt;that means its 11.08PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you still can't get the fact that my computer clock is one hour fast, it probably means that you either don't understand english, or that you don't know how to read numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my i like emma bunton too. :D&lt;br /&gt;i like her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 songs just passed which i typed this whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;lets say each song is 3minutes long, well well well.&lt;br /&gt;that makes 36minutes.&lt;br /&gt;okay thats not bad.&lt;br /&gt;i mean i can see that the scrollbar is really short.&lt;br /&gt;you know the more that you type and the longer this goes the scrollbar gets smaller? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think everyone understands this, but try blogging and you'll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, im going. to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, GG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. GG aka green godness ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-5999316671270668151?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/5999316671270668151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=5999316671270668151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/5999316671270668151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/5999316671270668151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-eyes-tuned-out-other-way-d-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-6085432744602165951</id><published>2008-10-18T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:35:22.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i haven't blogged for some time due to some reasons which i will mention later but now i would like to say that this post is gonna be short because i want to watch my GOSSIP GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee yes gossip girl is so great, so fun so cool :D and sorry i wont tell where i get the shows from so yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its not really a very bitchy so and all so do watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so now the reason why i didn't blog for so long is quite simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets make it quick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i had camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normally i do blog alot when i have a big event for example a camp, but sorry today its gonna be quick because i can't wait to watch GG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the reason why im blogging now is because its loading. i just realised that i could blog while the video was buffering :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that means that i can blog more today. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my camp was some alumnai camp. i don't know how to spell alumnai. it looks funny yet its pronounced as a-loom-nai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its really slack. its probably my first camp which had such freedom and crazyiness. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we had to report to school at 7.30 on friday, at the MPR. so i met with qx and blah and waited for her at the reception there while she walked from the bus stop and blah blah blah and then yes i don't want to say how we walked to the MPR and how i couldn't find a seat to sit down and ended up sitting on a rock. .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we had to choose balloons and at first everyone thought that the same coloured balloons meant our groups but actually the balloons had pieces of paper inside and you had to burst your balloon to get the paper and the colour of the word on the paper represented your group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats quite a cool idea and its the first time i ever heard of such an idea because  normally its just you know, chopsticks or cups and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was the first to burst the balloons. cause when the facil told us to burst them then everyone was like 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently i was quite amazed by how pro i was cause i just dugged my fingernails into the balloon's skin and poke and it went burst and then everyone kind of looked at me AND THEN everyone started asking me to help them burst theirs and it became quite fun hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was quite a chaos cause there was bursting balloon sounds and also the sound of people screaming and exchanging the word colours. so exchange exchange and i don't know how it happened i went from brown to yellow to dark blue to light green to pink and then to purple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes i like group purple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it ended up with tay, fish, drama people, qianbian, li, and other random people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we had to come up with a name and it became gay in purple. &lt;br /&gt;okay that was quite gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we played random games .-.&lt;br /&gt;icebreakers.&lt;br /&gt;those that break the cold.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like some blindfold game.&lt;br /&gt;and whacko.&lt;br /&gt;and running game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was night trail.&lt;br /&gt;which was quite scary.&lt;br /&gt;after all its like night and its like our school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was one part where we were running on the track and fish and i ended up singing gay in purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something like that.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went back tot he mpr to sleep and i couldn't sleep for nuts cause i didn't even bring a pillow and then in the middle of the night i woke up and it was like freezing cold and i was afraid to transfer my jacket from a pillow into a wearing thing cause i was kind of scared that if i sat up for too long then i would like somehow see something suddenly appear and all and yes you know what thing would appear at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i tried wearing my jacket like in my sleeping bag and after that i realised that practically everyone was asleep and snoring and then there was like different kinds of snores and some would go phewphewphew and some went kor and then phew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i managed to sleep and we got up at like what the heck, 6.30. .-.&lt;br /&gt;thats like earlier than normal for me, and then it was all okay already since it was morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was some more random groupings for our outing and we went to the national library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBRARY.&lt;br /&gt;.-.&lt;br /&gt;its quite pathetic .-.&lt;br /&gt;but then it was quite cool too cause our guide told us that there was this hidden room at the researchers section which contained the books published before the world war 2, and then she said that only 5 of their staff was allowed to go inside and out of these 5, only 2 had the key and then its like so cool. cause its so special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there wasn't much except all about the history of the library and apparently everyone was fascinated by how the bubble lift went up and down cause they claimed that it went super fast and it was kind of scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how scary the rides in austrailia would be then ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went back to school and then it kind of became the slacking time for us cause we had to cook and make some crap thing like kok tzai ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then me and ahgua didn't want to so we ended up sleeping in the canteen on the chair ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently no one scolded us.&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to the MPR which was like empty and i ate her mameee. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then people came in putting their stuff back then we were like go where.&lt;br /&gt;and then they said there was this talk in the sec ava so we decided to go there first and just mark attendance but apparently only meiqi and grace were there and then everyone else was sampling the kok tzai they made so we kind of went a bit crazy and we talked into the microphone and then we played this game which was like standing on the chair game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i went to flip up all the tables and ahgua tried chasing me and flipping them down and then i ran out of tables and she claimed that i lost. &lt;br /&gt;then we decided to ask grace and she said i won.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then people started coming in and then the talk started and it was kind of boring so we went out at first and then that ahgua went back in for some unknown reason and grinned .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to the top and slept and at first i couldn't exactly sleep so i went to lie on the floor and then the facils said can your don't lie on the floor and then another facil said can your keep quiet but apprently i wasn't kind of making any noise anyway .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then prawn gave me that look and yy gave me the same look and then we ended up sleeping on the chairs and after that we ran out and went back to the MPR which was kind of full of noisy people which was the second half and which came back from somewhere for example the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then they made so much noise that we couldn't sleep anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then elaine came and aksed why were we still sleeping &lt;br /&gt;and we laughed and then she told us to go and bathe cause if the talk ended then it would be crowded so we went to bathe and then we caught elaine talking to shu wei about us sleeping all day and then we saw her and she kept pointing at us and then we were like die going to get scolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then since we were kind of used to getting scolded i was like the problem is that i always laugh when we're getting scolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then ahgua agreed and then we laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that reminds me that ctc still has my name tag cause there was this teacher which scolded me and qx for being in the toilet for more than 15minutes. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so she said that she would give our name tags to our form teacher and i still couldn't find ctc .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heng its ctc cause she's not that fierce anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then AI YA I WANT TO SLEEP .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i predict this is getting boring. is it? &lt;br /&gt;and yet im still waiting for my gg to finish loading .-.&lt;br /&gt;AND SO WE SLEPT ALL DAY AND THEN I CAME HOME AND CONTINUED SLEEPING OKAY BYE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-6085432744602165951?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/6085432744602165951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=6085432744602165951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/6085432744602165951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/6085432744602165951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay-i-havent-blogged-for-some-time-due.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-8292194087062308690</id><published>2008-10-14T04:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T04:53:32.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay HELLO. okay lets make this post quick or as fast as i can so jia you brain and hands and think and type faster AHHHHHHHHHH. i want to go and watch this show called gossip girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P says its all about people gossiping and gossiping. .-.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;i LIKE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE TO HEAR PEOPLE GOSSIPING AND GOSSIPING.&lt;br /&gt;so i can't wait to watch it and i don't know why but i just felt that it was my duty to post i mean like when i don't blog i feel as if part of me is missing and all the thoughts is crammed and clustered and nucleated like a nucleated settlement pattern in my head and then i can't think and my brain is like going to explode like this girl whose brain is growing growing and then my skull is like too small for my brain so later my skull crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah i like that song.&lt;br /&gt;I'll melt with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you watch skyhigh.&lt;br /&gt;omg its super nice and funny and cool and i always wished i had super power. like how i said i wanted to live in some where where we had super powers or pokemon or something instead of having to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait what the freak .-.&lt;br /&gt;MY NEW PHONE KEEPS HANGING.&lt;br /&gt;thats not fair.&lt;br /&gt;now they said inactive sim.&lt;br /&gt;what the .-.&lt;br /&gt;seriously i didn't even drop it.&lt;br /&gt;sian diao. diao. diao.this is gay. MY PHONE OKAY. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its this sony ericsson model don't know what k90 something something i. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. i think last time nokia phones with an i means that it had a camera.&lt;br /&gt;i think there was this nokia 6650 and nokia 6650i. that means that the one with i is the one with an eye to take pictures. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does my thing seem to be like lagging. its like i type one alphabet and it doesn't appear that fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i said i wanted to live in wonderland with pirate ships and bombs and potions and magic wands and all. seriously then we would like just fly and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah. screw that adam and eve for eating the bad apple if not we would all be dancing in the forest and eating pears and bananas hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we can pee anywhere we want and we would be prancing around naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this reminds me that i just peeeed outside our school. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;thats the first time.&lt;br /&gt;and that sucks. .-.&lt;br /&gt;but its all msgwee's fault.&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i want to say it. &lt;br /&gt;but i'll just say it for some unknown reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i needed to pee.&lt;br /&gt;and then there was just P and quack at the bus stop. cause we just ended some skipping competition. LOL. i thought i could skip but it seems like i can't. D: you know they time you for how many times you skip in one minute and i thought i skipped like 100+ times and then i ended up with only 49. GAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either the person counting had an error or something cause my legs were wobbly. but i skipped more than quack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway quack is a penguin. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i can't believe that a penguin was blocking people from seeing me pee.&lt;br /&gt;and it was in front of a main road. but at this drain. and then some st nicks people started coming. and then i was worried that someone would steal my wallet on the chair. cause it was super obvious and you know i have this eye to see potential stealable items thus i can always remind my friends not to anyhow put their stuff so openly and all cause maybe i once was a thief and i looked out for such stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my wallet was just there and if a thief came i can't possibly pull up my fbts in time or P can't possibly run after him cause she was carrying her bag which was super heavy. on the other hand, quack also can't run cause P was standing on the left and she would be blocking quack cause the 265 bus stop is like narrow. so yeah. go and observe. then you'll see this big drain but i didn't stretch my legs over it and pee there. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quack claimed that it was too mossy. so i ended up peeing on the side of it. and then i thought this person was my boss. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay end of my pee story. but luckily my wallet didn't get stolen and then we got in time for the bus and then P said it was gross cause i didn't wash hands but i think that the reason that people wash hands after they pee is because they use the toilet paper and wipe their thing thus their hand gets into contact with the pubic region and it becomes dirty. THATS WHY YOU WASH YOUR HANDS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other then that it may be because you flush the toilet and the handle or button that you press to flush the toilet may contain germs due to some people who has dirty hands and all thus you also wash your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just pulling up your pants doesn't mean that you have to wash your pants because i think my pants are really clean etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and coming to think of it did adam and eve really jump and dance around naked. cause i think that undergarments are pretty useful cause it does make one feel comfortable i mean if you don't wear and bra your boobs would just bounce and if you didn't wear underwear then hohoho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to say this but since this whole post is so sick i shall just continue with it being sick. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for the males their thingys would just protrude out and it'll hang there and then the female would just be hairy i think? .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its quite dry then a lot of discharge would be produced cause you know air blowing against the thing. its dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then discharge and menses would drip drip drip. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so people would prance and everything would drip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who cares. i mean we're like kind of stupid and all and we're all happy! so who cares if it does drip. i mean we are happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow not bad i did come up with so much crap. okay maybe i'll go watch my gossip girl now. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we also mentioned sex in outerspace.&lt;br /&gt;cause someone said she wanted to get married in space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the ring would fly.&lt;br /&gt;and all the food would be flying.&lt;br /&gt;and the piano too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you gave birth in space.&lt;br /&gt;then the umbelican cord would be like connecting the baby to you and the baby would fly cause it did not have any spacesuit and then hahaha. i can imagine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a good imagination.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye im going to watch gossiping people gossip in a gossip girl world.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come there are guys inside it.&lt;br /&gt;i think the guys also gossip among each other on which girl is like hot and all.&lt;br /&gt;so it should be gossip school. or something.&lt;br /&gt;but maybe because its GG. thats why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alliteration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my papers were not bad.&lt;br /&gt;its all fate eh.&lt;br /&gt;and my phone is mad.&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nokia and sony ericsson are like soso.&lt;br /&gt;cause they both keep hanging.&lt;br /&gt;so maybe i'll end up getting samsung next.&lt;br /&gt;then i'll have to wait two years. sian diao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sony ericsson is made from sony and something.&lt;br /&gt;sony is a tv brand.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;nowonder now the phones are considered to be good.&lt;br /&gt;but nokia used to be good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its becoming samsung.&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i left my classt in somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;seriously im looking for it D:&lt;br /&gt;cause that day i left it in class when i was changing.&lt;br /&gt;and now it was on moondai's table but today i forgot to ask and now its like don't know where. awww my class tshirt is like all lonely out there waiting for me and my wonderful smell but its alone and lost D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worst thing is that it can't go to the reception or information counter and cry. now its probably locked in my classroom with the scary fans and the dark un-lit light D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man i must remember it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall put a note in my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes bye im going. and in case i don't post for the next few days cause im busy watching gossip girl. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-8292194087062308690?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/8292194087062308690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=8292194087062308690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8292194087062308690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8292194087062308690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-1135996446577081581</id><published>2008-10-11T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:05:21.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Die. I just realised how boring my posts were. Seriously i can't seem to blog like how i used to blog in the past D: i tend to see how i sound to ensure that people will stay here. sian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now im trying to not care anymore D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yesterday was saturday. ho hum.&lt;br /&gt;saturday. gah i used to not like saturday cause my favourite numbers were 2 and 5 then if you counted i was supposed to like friday and tuesday. but if you counted such that the week started on sunday, then my favourite days would be. eh wait i don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i used to claim that wednesday was my favourite day. wednesday and fridays. then i called wednesday the fun day then i could play all day. cause wednesday i didn't have any tuition or cca or anything else. and then friday was sometimes fun but sometimes bad. and then i still preferred wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was saturday. seriously i prefer sundays. cause sunday i have guitar and swimming. and saturday its like church and nothing. and its always sundays that i go to my grandma's house then we always sleepover. haha. oh well whatever i don't care i mean its still a day and it basically depends on how i live it right. .-. so if i like it it would probably be a great day too. so this saturday was quite a great day for me. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning we, referring to my whole family we went to eat coffee bean at east coast park. i think my parents are kind of crazy and have a screw loose somewhere thats why im also a bit crazy and have the same screw loose. they really like to travel around singapore and go to random places and name them secret places. haha like how me and C named our secret places and called them our garden etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to eat coffee bean and i think its kind of wasted cause its like one brek-oday is 7dollars. i mean its nice but its only some sausages, one egg, and one bread and some lettuce. thats it. i think thats only worth 3dollars. so i think its quite a waste of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there was freeflow of coffee. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait its lunch. gah. porridge. nevermind porridge is nice. its white and plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back. .-.&lt;br /&gt;no porridge is not nice.&lt;br /&gt;its so coarse and hard gahhhhhhhhh. i dont like today's porridge. apparently my parents says that its the just harvested rice. they say that rice are usually kept for three months first but the rice in today's porridge was just harvested. okay whatever. i don't like it D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway back to coffee bean. err we ate finish and went to the secret beach. its on a secret area of east coast where no one actually sees it. haha. then nike apparently dared to go down into the water which was kind of rare but probably because the sand was too hot. he liked the water and then since he's a pomeranian, which has a lot of fur, his legs became like sticks and then with his fat furry body. hahaha. he's really cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he's eating this bone now which i gave him from lunch. and my mom claims that dogs don't eat bones and vegetables. that doesn't make sense cause dogs eat bones and he ate it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then my sister went home with nike and we went to buy phones :D or at least buy a phone. so i got my new phone and i swear im going to take really good care of it and i won't drop it and all. its gonna last me for 2years. and im not going to let anyone touch it :D thats what C does. not let anyone touch it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore i didn't go for church today D: &lt;br /&gt;wah heng. this blog post screen suddenly minimized to windows and i thought that everything i just typed was gone. seriously its really scary. and my dog is now lying down smelling the bone. haha it looks really funny but you won't know how it looks like but you can still imagine it right :D a lying down fur ball with its nose poking at a bone. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe dogs really don't eat bones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that i came home and went to charge my new phone and all and its really pretty :D and then we went to grandma's house on a saturday. thats quite weird but nevermind we still went. but my younger cousin sean still had his exams so we didn't sleepover :D so we went and watched this retarded show called creature on channel five. i think such shows are kind of crazy cause its always about this monster and blah and last time i remember there was one called spider and every week there seems to be one new creature kind of show. its quite lame. seriously the plot always seems the same. and the creature yesterday looked super fake. it looked like plastic. lol. and its impossible that this super big bullet gun can't shoot the creature down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the name creature doesn't sound nice. we were commenting on how they could say "The Creature" or "Creature Land" instead of just "Creature". and then sean was saying that there's a lot of creautre and my same age as me cousin said that it was "creature" and not "creatures" but there turned out to be many many babies and one big creature. its quite retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we didn't have anything to do and i was super sleepy and then we didn't feel like going down to play so in the end we ended up playing mahjong. its quite random cause we were like what to do what to do and then my same age as me cousin said lets play mahjong! so we asked grandpa if we could play and he said okay. so we actually played .-. with grandpa, my same age as me cousin and my sister. apparently the rest didn't want to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then sean knocked this chocolate given to him from one of my aunties on my head. ow. .-. he's crazy i think. i mean of all people and he comes and knock me. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we played three rounds before we had to go. ._.&lt;br /&gt;three only. lols. &lt;br /&gt;and i said happy chinese new year to them cause we were playing mahjong. .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that we went home. and seriously i want to win a new car cause my current car that my dad uses seriously sucks. the engine is so loud and i told him not to get that one and get the chevolet one instead. .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was tired but i couldn't sleep in the loud engine car and then after we dropped my sister for her kbox at maxwell market we went home. and end of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i had guitar but i was kind of busy uploading songs to my phone so ho hum.&lt;br /&gt;i was late. D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yay my guitar got re-stringed today. i now know how to string a guitar. and i also swear that i won't drop it again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was wondering how shampoo gets into our hair when we bathe. if it did not diffuse into the hair then maybe the scalp has holes and thats why our face ends up soggy and saggy and wrinkly after so many years cause of the water that enters our skull through the holes in our scalp. okay that doesn't make sense :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for enrichment week we have translation. thats quite boring i mean translate english to chinese and back again. last year's sec twos had roller blading. and we have? translation .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was also wondering why do they say that air molecules translate and rotate randomly and freely. what do they translate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i can translate blue language to green language. :D&lt;br /&gt;and i know how to speak F language.&lt;br /&gt;its really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im going to continue uploading music to my phone. &lt;br /&gt;and im sleepy. but i hope i don't sleep D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-1135996446577081581?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/1135996446577081581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=1135996446577081581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1135996446577081581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/1135996446577081581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/10/die.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-7572222225203879088</id><published>2008-10-10T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T05:54:28.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my legs. are barely there. they are starting to feel like lime jelly. wobbly. cool. green. transparent; which means it does not contain any more blood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously think i have a lack of blood in my body.&lt;br /&gt;or at least i have low blood pressure. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway its been a long time since i posted. i realised that i like to think about my posts on buses but then when i come to the computer it seems pretty sian diao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me and P claimed that moolah was a singaporean cow.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. slowly figure it out. &lt;br /&gt;moo - lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you figured it out already i bet you're laughing. hahaha. cause the way a cow said mooooooooooo and then a la would sound really funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its like party party weee ha. &lt;br /&gt;so obviously the reason for not posting for quite some time, could be because of the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1) busy with working&lt;br /&gt;2) busy with playing&lt;br /&gt;so obviously since it is the end of end of years, the reason is playing. i don't know what is my problem and why i had to go one whole round to claim that i was busy playing. i could have just said i was playing. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how many days past 0.0 &lt;br /&gt;i think its. errrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;ERRR.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know today's date.&lt;br /&gt;seriously i don't know how to read a calander that well. a calander does not tell me anything at all. it just gives you grids with numbers. you'll just know that the days in a month which is a specified day for example saturday are so so so and so. &lt;br /&gt;they don't tell you today is so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then time i tried reading it and we were trying to figure out if W's birthday was on so or so. .-.&lt;br /&gt;so a calander has no use at all. &lt;br /&gt;and i don't know why i have to talk so much to come and mention that a calander has no use. oh i know. i wanted to proove it that a calander has no use. it has some though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i haven't blogged since that day i claimed that me and B were going to crash P's house.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll restart from the morning when i woke up. the tune to this song is &lt;br /&gt;i'm just a kid - simple plan&lt;br /&gt;you can go and download it :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay start of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up it was seven,&lt;br /&gt;and i waited till eleven &lt;br /&gt;just to figure out that B wasn't awake. &lt;br /&gt;i think i got out of bed&lt;br /&gt;and i just bumped my head.&lt;br /&gt;whats another day with a bruise,&lt;br /&gt;when you're ready to go out and play; &lt;br /&gt;and here it goes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a kid &lt;br /&gt;and life is a funfair.&lt;br /&gt;im just a kid &lt;br /&gt;and i know that its all there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone knows that we're the craziest people on earth,&lt;br /&gt;tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i met B, we crashed into P's house&lt;br /&gt;staring at her unscrewed brain.&lt;br /&gt;she still asleep, like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY WAIT I GIVE UP. &lt;br /&gt;i think im mad.&lt;br /&gt;.-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went into P's house and she was still asleep. &lt;br /&gt;so B sat on her. HAHA like a chicken laying a egg. &lt;br /&gt;and then we kind of crapped and found B something to wear instead of our class tee and then i packed in all my hats and even sunglasses and we were looking for makeup and then they claimed i looked like a tennis player with the nike cap and then B looked like a robber with my beanie and she also looked like a director with my sunglasses and P was still bathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i went to take FREE lime jelly and FREE hello panda and FREE water from P's house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we left for suntec at don't know what time.&lt;br /&gt;did i mention my watch spoilt?&lt;br /&gt;it was the 10dollars one that was fake levis.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;fancy discriminating our ex trainee math teacher for wearing fake levis hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to suntec via 133. &lt;br /&gt;see i have a good memory. i can still remember it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to suntec and went to the fountain of wealth :D&lt;br /&gt;thats the first time i went to the fountain of wealth.&lt;br /&gt;its super cool and super big and then i made a wish while walking three rounds around it. actually i walked four according to P and B but i thought it was three? cause when i walked with them they somehow seemed to stop after two only so i went to walk one extra round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells whatever. i think i wished for. errr. oh i know what i wished for. its a secret hahaha. between someone up high and me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to don't know where and where and ended up in cotton on and then there was this spoilt door room so we went in. after all it was spoilt. then when we came out which was like one hour later there was this long queue which looked really pissed and this woman with mascara and eyeliner and she was like really pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THE DOOR WAS SPOILT D:&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't our fault right.&lt;br /&gt;.-.&lt;br /&gt;okay nevermind i was inconsiderate. a shop should not be used as a playground. OKAY IM SORRY MASCARA WOMAN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then so i have a lot a lot of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;okay i'll upload one.&lt;br /&gt;okay i'll go find the nicest one :D&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai ya nevermind don't have one that we all look good. and i still haven't resize half of the rest. .-.&lt;br /&gt;everyone wants it.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like so pro because im the pictures holder. and everyone can pay me for giving them the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can even blackmail them &lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and B can't smile.&lt;br /&gt;we tried teaching her.&lt;br /&gt;.-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh and blah blah blah. .-.&lt;br /&gt;and then go home blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay next day.&lt;br /&gt;whats the next day.&lt;br /&gt;ahh i went out with C and P after school.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha we went to eat newyork new york and then there was this picture of the statue of liberty like we were really eating at new york.&lt;br /&gt;so cool right.&lt;br /&gt;and we ate mud pie.&lt;br /&gt;wah shuang hahahaha. and then we went to tell B how nice it was and the chocolate was cause she told P before when she was eating her mud pie. .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again mud pie.&lt;br /&gt;sounds gross. but its really damn nice. there's like waffle and icecream and chocolate AHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to buy cards which REALLY STINK. like crazy. i'll talk about it later.&lt;br /&gt;and then we were finding somewhere to play in and then so me and C suggested the carpark but then when we went up we saw a police car patrolling. sian. D: so luckily they did not see us so we ran down and then it was kind of scary cause the staircases doors kept slamming and then the lift door too. but we got out safely and then we discussed where to go and then we went to amk hub in this secret area which is really cool and i never went there before and then we played with money and i was winning like everything. earned 1.50dollars from P and C won 0.60 and all the taiti rounds i won. hahaha. but pretty is still the proest cause she has this really good strategy and she's like damn pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know whats wrong with my earholes. i just put in a earstick after don't know how long and now everyday there's like dirt on the earstick and it gets stuck. and the first few days there was blood so i ended up using nail polish remover to clean it. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause in the earring shop they gave me this solution which seemed to be nail polish remover so i decided to try and somehow it felt the same. lols. after they are both alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then back to the C story.&lt;br /&gt;so we got chased out after a while by this security guard and then we went to this cd shop and he kept looking at us D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah. &lt;br /&gt;but he left after a while.&lt;br /&gt;and then we took free samples of yoghurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya the process to buy cards. i didn't know ntuc extra sold cards but C claimed they did cause it was ntuc EXTRA. &lt;br /&gt;then we went to search and we didn't know so we asked this auntie which was advertising a milk. you know those kind of people who give out free samples of something to you. then we didn't know how to say cards in chinese and C was trying to think. her chinese sucks like mine. she doesn't know han yu pin yin and i know :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we ended up saying "cards" and she thought it was "cups" so she said lane 8. &lt;br /&gt;and then it was full of cups and plates so we asked another guy who said lane 3.&lt;br /&gt;and then we accidentally overshot to lane 2 then we asked another salesgirl who said lane 3 so we finally went to lane 3. and found the cards so we bought the cheapest one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the cards being smelly.&lt;br /&gt;it really stinks. like they used fish and all to make it.&lt;br /&gt;garh. so much about buying them cheap. &lt;br /&gt;and i put the box in my pinafore pocket. garhh. my pinafore smells of fish. &lt;br /&gt;i hate fish D: &lt;br /&gt;i hate seafood D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and TODAY&lt;br /&gt;it was games carnival.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;and we won in ping pong.&lt;br /&gt;aka table tennis.&lt;br /&gt;and i played. and so did P.&lt;br /&gt;and elegant girl.&lt;br /&gt;elegant girl has this aura around her. she's really cool. im sure guys will go gaga around her.&lt;br /&gt;and also my sitting partner&lt;br /&gt;and pe leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;and then there was yuffy. woof woof.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and err number 21!&lt;br /&gt;and anyone else? &lt;br /&gt;OH ya sasa. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we got 2nd :D&lt;br /&gt;thanks to me of course. im so pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we didn't get anything. .-.&lt;br /&gt;neither did the one who got 1st.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then elegant girl said we get honour. &lt;br /&gt;haha okay so thats good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ostrich smashed the floorball ball till it cracked. wow. she's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i need to continue resizing.&lt;br /&gt;BYE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-7572222225203879088?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-4535036349904281305</id><published>2008-10-07T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:08:28.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM NOT YOGHURT.&lt;br /&gt;NEITHER AM I STRAWBERRY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone said that i smell like yoghurt.&lt;br /&gt;garh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T SMELL LIKE YOGHURT.&lt;br /&gt;YOU SMELL LIKE YOGHURT. &lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes you do!&lt;br /&gt;go and seee if ants come and bite you haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i ended my exams if you didn't know. .-.&lt;br /&gt;and thats good because some schools haven't ended it.&lt;br /&gt;that means i have more time to play.&lt;br /&gt;without it being so crowded :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its not holiday yet.&lt;br /&gt;but the reason why im here so early in the morning is that today i have no school.&lt;br /&gt;and thats because my school still has MEP which is music elective programme so people not taking MEP are required to stay home.&lt;br /&gt;UNDERSTAND EVERYONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since obviously its a holiday im going out to play later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway don't ever sit on 166.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;because that day i slept on it and then in the end the journey brought me to clementi. &lt;br /&gt;like really far.&lt;br /&gt;so i took it all the way back. i was really scared that i was going to be lost =x but haha i still managed to come back =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't like that bus.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it would go one round like 269 and come back to amk hub =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today me and B are going to crash P's house. like literally crash through the gates and go roar im here give me all your moolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha. &lt;br /&gt;and i learnt the word moolah from B. its called money.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moolah moolah moolah, i love you like ___________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't think of something to rhyme in there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she says that she will kill P if she does not find the bus stop that i told her to meet me at =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;br /&gt;and we're going to suntec :D&lt;br /&gt;to don't know do what. &lt;br /&gt;.-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope we don't end up in hmv again looking for dbsk or suju. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3more minutes.&lt;br /&gt;lets see if the place is accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because my sister's computer somehow exploded.&lt;br /&gt;but not with the pop like what B said her computer did. &lt;br /&gt;but she said there was this zzz zzz zzz sound.&lt;br /&gt;and she's like a person who can't do technology-related stuff.&lt;br /&gt;even though her photoshop is good. &lt;br /&gt;but she can't crack games or fix computer and all.&lt;br /&gt;and she still has her exams.&lt;br /&gt;so i offered to help her.&lt;br /&gt;.-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i can fix it in time before crashing pearlyn's house.&lt;br /&gt;we said meet at the bus stop at 11.&lt;br /&gt;wait its not 10. &lt;br /&gt;its 9.&lt;br /&gt;my clock's one hour fast.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my house clock is 15minutes fast because everyone claims that when its 15minutes fast then we won't be late and we would instead be 15minutes earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everyone knows its 15minutes fast so we're still late and we always say &lt;br /&gt;"still got 15minutes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garh.&lt;br /&gt;so i was thinking that one day i could possibly adjust it to half an hour faster.&lt;br /&gt;then they wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;so they would still think its 15minutes fast.&lt;br /&gt;and we'll still be 15minutes early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my computer clock is the clock which is one hour fast.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't set it.&lt;br /&gt;i think my computer went crazy and the second hand went at a speed of 3.0 x 10(8) m/s&lt;br /&gt;thats the speed of light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my second hand of my computer went at the speed of light and zoomed and then it became one hour faster before it stopped travelling at the speed of light and continued travelling at one second a second?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its 9.03.&lt;br /&gt;okay im going to fix it :D&lt;br /&gt;i woke up so early today.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 7.40 but i lied in bed until 8.30?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i ate mushrooms for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;mushrooms are nice okay.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i can cook.&lt;br /&gt;i think i cook very well.&lt;br /&gt;seriously. :D&lt;br /&gt;i think i really can cook.&lt;br /&gt;and mushrooms are nice. &lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll blog at night later. or maybe not.&lt;br 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title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-4931910932220973672</id><published>2008-10-07T01:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T02:08:04.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh mansss :D a walk to remember is so nice :D&lt;br /&gt;ahhh i just watched it.&lt;br /&gt;hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't cry :D&lt;br /&gt;but i like the way the girl was and how everything seemed to fit together and everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im super bored.&lt;br /&gt;im bored of pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;im bored of maple.&lt;br /&gt;im really bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is going to be a super boring blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that i don't mind the exams.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could retake them.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;i should have left pokemon for after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;ho-hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that you can't do much on a computer.&lt;br /&gt;i mean a computer is quite boring.&lt;br /&gt;its just something that responds to your keyboard and your mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish there were more adventures.&lt;br /&gt;you know yesterday when i went to P's house and then we watched pokemon then i really wanted to be a trainer too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean being a pokemon trainer is so cool. &lt;br /&gt;and there's so many adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe one day i'll find buried treasure.&lt;br /&gt;and a secret trapdoor.&lt;br /&gt;or a sos message in a bottle.&lt;br /&gt;or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh im super bored and dying D: &lt;br /&gt;blankblank. &lt;br /&gt;lets see if i manage to even get anything here. im not even sure if i'll have any mistakesin typing cause im looking at my keyboard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll go and sleep. or take my dog for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;this is called after exams syndrome D:&lt;br /&gt;there's also a before exam syndrome D:&lt;br /&gt;there's also a during exam syndrome D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow they manage to all fit exactly in the same shapes and sizes into the same sentence length. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY BYE. &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;definitely maybe- fm static &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-4931910932220973672?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/4931910932220973672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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HAHAHA. .-.&lt;br /&gt;thats the upside down face if you didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;anyway this is a social spark post. &lt;br /&gt;ON READER'S DIGEST.&lt;br /&gt;and its going to be all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's going to read this.&lt;br /&gt;im feeling quite scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. reader's digest. i am basically a subscriber of reader's digest i guess. my sister always takes the magazine first and somehow misplaces it therefore i only do read some episodes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really like the jokes. they're funny. they're those kind of must think a while before you can laugh jokes. and they're really hilarious, some of them, but if you do not get them that either means that you don't get the joke, or that means that the joke is not funny enough, OR that means that the joke is not a joke and many other meanings that could possibly mean when you do not laugh at a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and HELLO YOU. IM TALKING ABOUT JOKES.&lt;br /&gt;my site is all about jokes.&lt;br /&gt;im a joke and you're a joke. &lt;br /&gt;we're all JOKES :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaddayadda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, the ultimate best thing that could possibly happen to me is this mega cool widget that i am facing right now in another tab of my internet explorer, that provides me with daily jokes EVERYDAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean like EVERYDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that means they update it all the time isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that means that even if you do not find something funny a day, you can still find something funny the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best thing is that they're reader's digest jokes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the ultimate best thing is its FREE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the super ultimate best thing is that ME, the green boss is recommending it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know not everyone gets to read reader's digest jokes.&lt;br /&gt;so if you really do get this, its kinda beneficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, you can get it here at&lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=22193&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.rd.com%2Fall-jokes.do" rel="nofollow"&gt; RD Laughs Main &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is how it looks like!&lt;noembed&gt;Make laughter a part of your daily routine with funny jokes, hilarious cartoons and silly photos from ReadersDigest.com. Bonus: Watch a new stand-up comedy video every day! &lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/488a0ee788ae542e/48fab94de3d7baa6/488a0ee788ae542e/d1b37791/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it. &lt;br /&gt;i just inserted one of the world's best thing that you could find without needing to hack into the website or use torrent or anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though it does not contain my colour green, or anywhere that you could possibly find my colour green, OR any part where the colour green could satisfy you, its really funny too so i think its not that bad and i do indeed recommend it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may even contain apples, bananas, cows, pears, grass, trees, pig, box, woman, men, story, paper, and everything you can even want to read about and even pokemon. &lt;br /&gt;do you know what pokemon is?&lt;br /&gt;pokemon is this really game and show where people send out their pets called pokemon to battle. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. you know why there are all kinds of things that can be found in this little widget that could benefit YOU and EVERYONE ELSE for a lifetime?&lt;br /&gt;well there are like aging jokes which means geog, animal jokes which means you the monkey, bar jokes which i don't know means what. maybe a hard metal bar and someone banged into it. i mean thats funny too :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there's birthday jokes, computer jokes, customer service jokes, daily life jokes, doctor jokes, dumb jokes, family jokes BLAHBLAH. yakyak yadda yadda jokes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your jokes, my jokes i said you're a joke too. there's even a silly joke. that probably means a joke that is already a joke and is sillier than a joke so its a silly multiplied with a joke which becomes a silly joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN EVEN SUBSCIRBE TO THEM AND GET THEM THROUGH EMAIL.&lt;br /&gt;WOW. this is technology yo.&lt;br /&gt;and this is reader's digest. COOLIOSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so im posting the link again in case you haven't clicked on it.&lt;br /&gt;wait there' more. do remember to RIGHT CLICK AND OPEN IN A NEW WINDOW SO YOU CAN READ MORE FIRST ON READERRRRS DIGEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it goes! Its at&lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=22193&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.rd.com%2Fall-jokes.do" rel="nofollow"&gt; RD Laughs Main &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and reader's digest probably means that the reader digests whatever thats inside the magazine. so if the jokes are from reader's digest, that means that the jokes are digested inside the reader when they read the reader's digest magazine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that also means that the jokes are funny! &lt;br /&gt;if you digest something it means it remains there and it'll go into your cells and into your bloodstream and become the nutrients etcetc [BIOLOGY]&lt;br /&gt;so the jokes must really be really cool and really be really funny in order for you to use it and not just let it remain as a joke that is temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean my sister does still remember this joke from reader's digest about the america elections.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THERE'S ALSO THIS DAILY COMEDY VIDEO.&lt;br /&gt;AND PEOPLE THERE say/do/act/ funny stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. im watching one now.&lt;br /&gt;its hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;hyukhyuk hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH THATS ALL I CAN SAY.&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU'RE NOT A JOKE PERSON I GUESS YOU STILL SHOULD CLICK ON IT. &lt;br /&gt;I MEAN ITS THAT FUNNY. even my dog is laughing. .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'll give you an example of one joke.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Back at my high school for the tenth reunion, I met my old coach. Walking through the gym, we came upon a plaque on which I was still listed as the record holder for the longest softball throw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing my surprise, the coach said, "That record will stand forever." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to make some modest disclaimer that records exist to be broken, when he added, "We stopped holding that event years ago." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY even if you didn't find that one funny, i did. &lt;br /&gt;and there's like more.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;that was just one. &lt;br /&gt;the one that i happened to click. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hauling trash for years, so when the sign "Garbage" appeared on a trash can, I replaced it with my own note: "After 20 years On the Job, I know garbage when I see it!" I emptied the can and left. The next week, a new note appeared on the same can: "Dear Professor Trash, the garbage can is the garbage!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. oh man. &lt;br /&gt;okay so you really have to get it.&lt;br /&gt;the page to all the widgets are just simply one click away at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=22193&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.rd.com%2Fwidgets%3Ftrkid%3Drd_socialspark" rel="nofollow"&gt; ReadersDigest.com Widgets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then you see there are other stuff like the WORD POWER.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAA that means how powerful your words are.&lt;br /&gt;seriously i have a limited vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;but i would recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;after all after you play it everyday you could use the dictionary or go to &lt;br /&gt;dictionary.com and then check out those advanced words.&lt;br /&gt;seriously your vocabulary would improve.&lt;br /&gt;the words are like those really cool and impressive ones and you could gain 10marks more if you used it in your compo. thats 99% true.&lt;br /&gt;i know exams are over. but you could still use it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the word game is fun. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;and there's so many words and you can even play with your friends then you can actually go and get the meanings to all the words first and then you play it with your friend or girlfriend or boyfriend and then you can impress him/her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see such a good way of chasing a girl and such a great technique.&lt;br /&gt;and its invented by reader's digest.&lt;br /&gt;click on that link.&lt;br /&gt;OPEN THEM ALL UP IN DIFFERENT WINDOWS.&lt;br /&gt;there's more too.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reader's digest is so cool right.&lt;br /&gt;they tell jokes and teach you words.&lt;br /&gt;go and at least try them okay? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's also this prop my photo thing.&lt;br /&gt;i don't have facebook, or at least i have it but i don't use it.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess you could try it.&lt;br /&gt;after all it may be better than bananas.&lt;br /&gt;and you'll get addicted to it. &lt;br /&gt;im sure :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean you see the screenshot they show in the link down there at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=22193&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.rd.com%2Fwidgets%3Ftrkid%3Drd_socialspark" rel="nofollow"&gt; ReadersDigest.com Widgets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(scroll down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its something about warping your image and inserting backgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. and then you could make the mouth bigger and the nose bigger and the head bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and LASTLY, sadly, &lt;br /&gt;the toolbar.&lt;br /&gt;download the reader's digest toolbar!&lt;br /&gt;news online.&lt;br /&gt;articles online&lt;br /&gt;fun stuff online.&lt;br /&gt;wheee no more newspapers and magazines.&lt;br /&gt;then when your mom asks why you're using the comp claim that you're reading and improving your english. &lt;br /&gt;and then when she comes over you show her too and then she would use it and then she shows more people so it all starts with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you gotta use all these super cool and super ultra and super lucky cause it'll give you lots of fun and lots of madness without having to read my blog and blah blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can use them anywhere and anytime and when you're wiaitng for your friend or you just come online just click and read a bit for only like 1minute even though i bet you'll read more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its better than my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you still have to come back here.&lt;br /&gt;once again, &lt;br /&gt;go to &lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=22193&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.rd.com%2Fwidgets%3Ftrkid%3Drd_socialspark" rel="nofollow"&gt; ReadersDigest.com Widgets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and your daily neccesities are there.&lt;br /&gt;miss me? you could use them, they replace me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other fun stuff are also include&lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=22193&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.rd.com%2Fall-cartoons.do" rel="nofollow"&gt;Funny Cartoons&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=22193&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.rd.com%2Fall-videos.do%3Fcat%3D1212" rel="nofollow"&gt;Stand-up Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE FREE I KNOW. so go and see, AT LEAST ONE SECOND. TRUST ME ITS WORTH IT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 thanks for reading! 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READ LOL. i chanced upon it in a random blog .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate bad thing that happened to me today is that when I crossed a road, a chicken actually crossed it with me. I was feeling very pissed coz I dun feel like sharing a human road with a filthy chicken. I mean, how often do u see chickens cross the road? I am totally sway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the chicken and I were waiting for the lights to turn green, I decided to make small talk to the chicken. U would never know when public relations can make ur life better. It is better to know more contacts, even if it was just a chicken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the chicken: "Why did the chicken cross the road?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chicken stared at me vindictively. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It chuckled (as in chicken chuckle, not laugh): "WTF do u humans keep asking me this? Why dun u answer me this first? Why did the chewing gum cross the road?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her I dun give a damn as to why the chewing gum crossed the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She pecked me on my shin and said I am damn self centred to only care about myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She answered me why the chewing gum crossed the road although I did not ask: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Coz it is stuck to the chicken's feet! And thats why I am crossing the road! To try to scrap it off!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her "You can just ask me for help, bird brain!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me chickens have their dignity too, and crossed the road without me, with her tail feathers high up in the air. She gave me a last cocky face and *splat* went the chicken. It got knocked down by a SBS bus number 42! Its lungs sprayed all over my new montagut shirt. How wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very unlucky man. &lt;br /&gt;The ultimate unlucky thing that happened to me yesterday was that when I was crossing the road, a Platypus waddled up to me, and stood beside me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I glared at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ignored me. In fact, it was just standing there, looking at the green light patiently in a dignified manner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN SOMEONE TELL ME WHY I ALWAYS MEET STUPID ANIMALS WHEN I AM CROSSING THE ROAD?! First it was a chicken, and then it was a donkey, and now, a PLATYPUS??! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued glaring at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it is RUDE of the platypus to stand there, like it is an equal to men! I don't care what stupid female environmentalists are saying about this, but I don't want to share my human road with a smelly platypus! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I think this platypus is not local. Maybe it is a REFUGEE!!!! Anyway, it must be, must be, an illegal immigrant! Wait till I catch it, then I shall sell it to the zoo WAHHAHAHA maybe police because it is a refugee platypus!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I start how do I start... If I just jump clean on top of it to try to pin it down, it must get offended and peck me with its beak. The beak looks flat and vicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better do small talk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Mr Platypus," I said in my best jaunty voice. Sounds a little like an elephant farting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yo mate!" the ugly Platypus replied, nonetheless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely Australian, I told myself. Quick, think of something Australian to say! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Say, is that Billabong you are wearing then, mate?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WTF?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, I mean, did you watch Miss Universe, Australia won yeah? Pretty." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah the Oz won. Mind you, that Kangaroo was so cocky when he saw me. Cocky Kangaroo! Kangarooy cock! Ha ha ha ha ha." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He begin to laugh deeply at his own joke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, so you not Australian?" I asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Insulted mate! I'm from the great Britian! I am from the land of the wrinkly Queen! And I am proud to be a British platypus! Mind you, we have Harry Potter, and Enid Blyton and Beckham! What more does a nation want?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, we have char siew and chicken rice ... " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't understand what you are talking about, mate, are you mocking me? I may be a platypus, a British one mind you, but I am not stupid! Say, do you want to cross the road with me?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh no." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The platypus looked scandalised. "WHY?" he screamed in a high pitched voice, not unlike a platypus would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh ... " How can I tell him gently that I don't wanna cross the road with a filthy platypus like him, and I also want to catch him to sell him to the zoo? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh eh eh you great prude, speak up!", he said, breaking my thread of thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't imitate me!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well you did speak that way, mate! Say, while you take such a long time to decide what to make up your speech off, could you help me take a photo? Of me standing right here leaning on this lovely fire extinguisher here? There there, lovely." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He handed me a wet camera. WTF?? Why is his camera wet? Is he supposed to come out of the water anyway?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid platypus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to act. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Would you like to play catching with me? I'll run after you with a giant net and see if I can catch you, how's that?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure thing mate! Sounds fun!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled out a giant butterfly net out of no where and caught the stupid platypus in a jiffy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HA YOU STUPID PLATYPUS!" I announced in triumph. "THATS FOR BEING A REFUGEE IN SINGAPORE! I SHALL SELL YOU TO THE ZOO!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You kid me not, human," the refugee platypus actually shrieked in laughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHATS SO FUNNY!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well first of all, I am not a refugee, I am an expatriate. And secondly, I've been in Singapore for years! YOU EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE THAT LIE ABOUT SELLING ME TO THE ZOO? You tink I'm a kid? 'Ah girl, you don't finish your porridge mommy sell you to the zoo then you know yadda yadda" nonsense is too commonly used as a threat! I am not scared!" said the expatriate platypus in a horrible smirking manner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, you are not a refugee?" I asked tentatively. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's right! Now get me out of this net please." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NO! I still can sell you to the zoo and earn some money! And a talking expat platypus! Wait till the SPGs hear about this, they will swarm to the zoo in flocks! HWAHAHAHAH I AM A GENIUS!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The platypus stared at me, and promptly chewed his way through the net to freedom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked on in horror, then it hit me: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HEY I just realised you were pretending when you said you don't understand what is char siew or chicken rice! LIAR! BLUFF ME!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well," the (sexy) expat platypus said, "I don't like that stuff. Anyway, you have offended my rights as a platypus, as horrid as my name sounds with platy and pus inside, but that's not the point. The point is, I am gonna peck you to death if you cannot answer this question of mine: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the platypus, what is the other mammal that lays eggs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that part didn't make sense. ending a story with a question. and then the next part of the story is about a donkey and a lot of bad words plus crtiscm so i shall continue it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate bad thing that happened to me today is that when I crossed a road, a donkey was actually standing there, with his two legs, wearing a cap, acting like a typical human. i felt really pissed because i couldn't believe that a filthy animal like a donkey could cross the road with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean after all im a human and a donkey is a donkey. i am not a donkey because i am a human. how could they allow a donkey to cross the road on where i was crossing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really did not want him to cross on the same road as me, but what could i exactly do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as the green man turned green, the donkey came and tapped me on my back. &lt;br /&gt;"yo pal. could you tell me the way to ang mo kio?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point, i really wanted to punch him. ang mo kio was where i lived and a pathetic donkey was coming to where i lived? no way! that was degrading myself as if a donkey was no better than me. a donkey belongs to the zoo and thats it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i brought the donkey to the mrt. i really wanted to lead him to mandai station then someone would spot him and he would end up being caged. Except he seemed really smart.&lt;br /&gt;"hey pal, isn't that ang mo kio, why are we heading towards bedok?"&lt;br /&gt;im sure were on the green line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nonono just follow me, don't worry."&lt;br /&gt;i knew i had to continue a conversation in order to keep him from noticing that we were travelling to mandai. so i asked him &lt;br /&gt;"so where do you come from?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh im a local. i like the chicken chops they sell here man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and, what do you work as?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"im a hunter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeee this is getting retarded. i was actually talking to a donkey who claimed he was a hunter. that means he hunted himself? well, anyway, the train arrived at mandai. i told him to walk straight, turn left, turn right, then left and left again and then just walk straight and he would reach ang mo kio. then i dashed off to the next mrt back to ang mo kio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as i was about to board, i noticed that my phone was missing. &lt;br /&gt;don't tell me that that filthy donkey took it? no way. &lt;br /&gt;that was the most ultimate bad thing that happened to me that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay i ended the last part. hahahaa. damn hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i saw my dog throwing his toy up in the air. &lt;br /&gt;"hey dude, careful your toy doesn't break yo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"don't worry mate, i have perfect catching skills. as you mention it, i might as well take a nap. hold on. i smell a smell. i smell a smell that smells. i smell a smell that smells funny." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst part of it all was that he started sniffing me. &lt;br /&gt;"no pal, im not the smelly one. i think its you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could not stand it. this filthy dog was telling me that i was smellier than him. i better go and buy another bottle of detol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now how do you spell detol. is it detol. doesn't look right. ._. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay end of today and today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 snips and scissors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-3885220810346605531?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/3885220810346605531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=3885220810346605531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3885220810346605531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3885220810346605531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay-this-is-hilarious-so-i-decided-to.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-6642425729893224275</id><published>2008-10-04T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T06:24:24.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. .-. anyway trickster is no offence to all trickster game players, but its not really my type. ._. anyway this is the upside down face. INVENTED BY ME. .-. .-. &lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so trickster its like. i went to use this gun and i don't get how you use your special powers and all and i find it kind of boring AND its like you will be heavy if you carry to many stuff and it seems to take forever to level. maybe trickster people are nice though cause this pro guy from thailand gave me this lvl 100 gun and this girl from philipines is my friend .-. and i feel quite noob cause i kept asking her questions and she was like so pro :D then its like you must know how to drill and all. ai ya whatever. .-. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the reason why im always late is all C's fault. D: she made me late. cause there was once when we had to go to the science centre and then there was like all of us and we waited for her for like one plus hour and then i got freaking pissed and it was then that i didn't like her but after that when we became closer then i realised that everytime we went out she would be like late for like 2hours so i learnt from her so instead i made her wait for me and now im always late D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and listerine is good. it like churns up your whole mouth and its really fun to use it cause when you use it you like go zoom zoom and its really spicy and tangy and after you spit it out you feel like great. at first i disliked it but its super fun to use it. and its blue :D it could have been green but unfortunately, its blue. because its the cool mint one. i like the cool mint one. hahahahaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like sleeping. somehow for some unknown reason i felt super sleepy today. so in the end i was supposed to go and study then i didn't feel like reading my village to the sea book again so i planned to buy takopachi and then go and sleep instead. so i ended up taking this 410green from junction 8 which sucks cause the ride ended like so fast. then after that i went to amk hub and took 166. i knew 166 was a long journey. and i slept like damn shuang and somehow i have this clock inside me that makes me always wake up on time. like everytime at my destination i will wake up. everytime i sit 269 its also always like that. i will automatically wake up and then its like phew. so i took 166 and slept and then there were this group of aunties who talked super loudly. so much about teenagers blasting music on buses and mrts. .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, there was this chinese compo that i had to do for my exam, then it was like about more and more teenagers are lacking of that thing. i don't know what you call it but its I KNOW COURTESY. something like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so more and more people are lacking it. .-. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever so i had to agree with it but honestly i think that adults also lack courtesy. not like adults have the courtesy. they're just too kiasu to even realise that they're also actually really irritating and all. like how they dislike us and find that we are so inconsiderate .-. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean its like teenagers do litter and throw cigarette buds and all. &lt;br /&gt;but there are adults who spit and litter too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then even though we do blast music,&lt;br /&gt;adults who talk so loudly either on the phone or among themselves are equally annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even though teenagers do stand beside the door and we sometimes block the mrt doorway, adults just rush in and they always push to get out even though its not even their stop .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they shouldn't keep blaming the teenagers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its more about everyone and not just teenagers. D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no offence in that area on anyone particularly. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im really sleepy. i guess i should sleep early than tomorrow my guitar will be early. I MUST GO EARLY TOMORROW. .-. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like late every week D: and so tomorrow i must be early. and i seriously feel like sleeping and my brain is not in the mood for typing somemore so now my hands are automatically taking over this keyboard and im not even looking at the computer screen so i don't know if i'll have any mistakes but i already said i know this keyboard really well and i know where all the keys are and my hand is like zoom zoom cause i can type so fast and i admit i can type fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i had church today. its like exam and there's still church .-. &lt;br /&gt;nevermind so we had to pick rocks from this cocoa trees bag which i thought contained chocolate cause cocoa trees bag always contains chocolates. i mean who else uses a cocoa tree bag for some other reason .-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then my teacher talked. okay and then pretty girl claimed that i had sexy undies cause they were trying to look at my jacket and then my undies popped out more than my shorts popped out so they could see the top part of my undies and it was sexy :D LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that was gay. .-. and then i got my hair plaited my pretty girl again :D and i told her that for my birthday she could spend the whole day teaching me how to plait my hair until i got it right. hahahaha. but i doubt i'll ever manage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was this mosquito who kept hitting my knees with his psp during mass which was super irritating. so i went to fight with him and somehow i don'tknow where he ran until and then he was like "pretty girl look!" and then he wanted to use the psp to whack my face or purposely miss my face that kind of thing so i was like dodging and it was just funny but you probably wouldn't know. .-. but it was funny cause then i tried hitting him and then he took out some crap which he called the "flickable wallet" or something like that cause the wallet didn't have a button so you could just flip it and then he kept flipping it then i said that i pour water on you and then i said that he sucked. and then he said i was sickening .-. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i kept telling pretty girls that their brother was damn irritating but they just ignored and continued talking of their shopping and what the hell about red triangular bikinis and christmas presents and i said i wanted a christmas present and then pretty girl told me to give her her past don't know how many years birthday presents and then i said that she's one of those that constantly gave me presents every year and im so happy for that :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then sucker kept hitting my knees so i migrated beside pretty girl and then there wasn't any space there so i had to go back and then he though i wanted to punch him and i don't know why but he bugs me a lot. .-. D: DAMN IRRITATING LEH. HE WHOLE DAY CALL ME SICKENING AND THEN WILL SAY "eh? you here again ah" .-. and then that time i asked him to say bye to me then he still never say bye or maybe he did and he claimed he did and i didn't hear then .-. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im getting used to typing this face .-. HAAAAAA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just learnt of someone called xiaxue. apparently she's a famous blogger. woah i want to be like her D: they say her blog's really interesting. she sounds like an actor by the way you say her name okay i'll go see her blog. then i think i'll go and sleep. i really need to sleep somemore. sleeping is great. its so fun to sleep. I LOVE SLEEPING. and every day i get to sleep. thats the best thing of all. so i get to do the thing i love to do most every day. and that makes me happy. ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyebye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 snipsandscissors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-6642425729893224275?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/6642425729893224275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=6642425729893224275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/6642425729893224275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/6642425729893224275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-3871594979821131371</id><published>2008-10-03T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:45:07.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello :DDDDDD i just applied for some menstrual cells to be used to cure your diseases social spark post and it seemed so cool :D i'll really like to blog about it hahahahahahahaahahaha i mean it'll create so much fun in here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how do they exactly take out your cells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't think dirty ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway today is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY :D&lt;br /&gt;that means almost the end of my examsssssssssss. its like errr friday yay.&lt;br /&gt;and today maths was crazy. i really needed to pee. and then i knew i'll &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SHIT ITS raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im back. i guess you're wondering why i should exclaim that it was raining like woah exclaim in caplocks. i mean its like raining. yeah big deal, the plants will have water! nononono. cause there are clothes hanging outside my bedroom window then my mum said if it rains KEEP IT. and i can't believe i was still here typing the OH SHIT ITS and i typed raining when i came back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my dog is staring at me expecting me to close his window. gahhhhhhhh i don't like closing his window cause there's like a lot of plants all there and then when i close it the rain will splat splat splat and the plants like have thorns cause we have this palm plant and this cafiar leave one. my favourite plant is the basil cause it grows towards the sun and not like the other plants which grow inward D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there's this plant which i disliked long ago so i didn't water it and then after that all the leaves drop and i felt rather bad so i went to water it and the stick grew leaves :D im so happy for it. hahahahaha yay. so now i like it. and the lemongrass is nice too. my dog tries to stand up and bite it last time when the leaves were long but now i went to cut it. and then there's a pineapple that my dog likes to pee around the flower pot. ._. and you're wondering why im writing this here and not in my subblog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway that ahgua W just went so ahgua. nevermind i don't know what im saying but she's really retarded cause this morning during assembly she was flapping her arms and giving that hehehheh face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay the rain stopped so that means that i don't need to go and close the dog's window anymore. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its still going split after one second and splat and then split splat split and then a long while and then splat. hahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. ._. OH YA I NEED TO DOWNLOAD MY TRICKSTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee its some new game that the person with a half filled water bottle every morning claims that is much more fun then maple so i said i'll try it with her. hahaha. and with her twin friend. her twin friend is her friend who looks like another of her friend. they really look alike except now i can tell the difference already. and they're not twins. i wonder if their parents look the same. and i can't believe that my monitor still reads this blog. i thought people didn't come anymore. its not fair everyone reads and doesn't tag D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO AND TAG. IF NOT IM NOT GOING TO ALLOW YOU TO READ ANYMORE D:&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;hahaha. lalalla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................................ &lt;br /&gt;&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;okay whatever anyway my trickster :D go and play &lt;br /&gt;http://trickster.ntreev.net/&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha it sounds really cool wait i haven't clicked the download button D:&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;anyway go and play turbo fiesta. its this super super fun game :D i'll try burning it into a cd. okay thats illegal. AHH don't catch me D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay 1%. i hope i can play by tuesday :D cause thats the end of my exams buahahaha. and then i can go and spend my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sing this song if you like money :D&lt;br /&gt;money money money,&lt;br /&gt;you are my honey,&lt;br /&gt;the best thing in the world :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really nice except that P always asks me to shut up when i sing it and then i aksed her if she liked money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly i didn't go to her house today cause i don't know. and there's serious global warming. its like sunny now. gah. AND IM GOING TO THE MOOON :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and S crazily disturbed me during maths test. cause she was making this kiak kiak noise and then i kept turning wanting her to shut up then she still continued making it. heng there was this small break between paper one and two so i asked her to shut up and then she said OH ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomato is so juicy. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;and qy said if she and P had to jump of a building, she would first push P down and then she would fall on top. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't claim anything. i only claimed that qy would fall on P. &lt;br /&gt;1) either P is &lt;br /&gt;OMG I GOT A MESSAGE FROM SOCIAL PPARK&lt;br /&gt;LOADINGLOADING WEEE &lt;br /&gt;oh chey. friend request only. i thought it was the oppotunity being accepted :D &lt;br /&gt;if the opportunity is accepted it'll be the first opportunity i'll ever write :D wee ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;1) either P is too fat thus qy won't die.&lt;br /&gt;2) either qy is too fat and thus P will die. &lt;br /&gt;3) either P avoids qy's push and qy ends up falling down first. &lt;br /&gt;4) either P has too much fats and they act as a shield thus when she hits the floor she bounces. ._.&lt;br /&gt;5) either qy has too much fats and they act as a shield thus when she hits the floor she bounces ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. spot two differences in those sentences. and sorry i said MAYBE only i didn't say it was real ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love toblerone! :D &lt;br /&gt;weee we have a new pack of toblerone hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;i think brown coloured drinks are the best colour you can get from a drink.&lt;br /&gt;BESIDES WATER. I LOVE WATER. I'll die without it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i found my soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;cause my monitor today said that she needed to pee too and we both always need to pee and we need water. hahaha. and she likes green. she says that qy's bag should be green and black instead of pink. HA. I CONVINCED SOMEONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i think white is the best colour for rice. in case you didn't know, there's brown rice and red rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that green is the best colour for vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;i think that yellow is the best colour for fruits&lt;br /&gt;i think that brown is the best colour for biscuits&lt;br /&gt;i think that sugar biscuits are nice.&lt;br /&gt;except my mum said that if i ate too much of them i'll get diabetes ._.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind i'll use my menstrual cells and cure them. HA. okay i'll show the article here. anyway my new friend is called merydith. LOL. she's a teacher who teaches geog and something something. HAHAHAAH GEOG. WEEE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay &lt;br /&gt;START&lt;br /&gt;The subject of this Opportunity may be deemed controversial by some. If you are uncomfortable with Stem Cell research please pass! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'elle's exclusive and revolutionary stem cell technology empowers women to safely and easily collect non-controversial, potentially life-saving stem cells found in menstrual blood. Scientific study of C'elle stem cells was recently published in the prestigious Journal of Cell Transplantation. C'elle menstrual stem cells have demonstrated the ability to differentiate into other cell types such as heart muscle, cartilage, nerve and bone stem cells. This translates into the potential for future therapeutic developments to possibly treat major diseases like diabetes, heart disease, stroke, MS, Parkinson's and Alzheimer's; as well as possible cosmeceutical applications like anti-aging and wound-healing. Menstrual stem cells are a 100% match for the woman donor and may possibly match her first degree relatives. During this limited-time special promotion you can save $200. Purchase C'elle online now for only $499. Invest in yourself today for tomorrow's healthcare...the life you save may be your own! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END.&lt;br /&gt;COOL RIGHT. it seems cool already. okay im sad anyway cause when i post this my road runner shows and spongebob shows is gonna be gone D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don't dots me unless the dots are required to be there!&lt;br /&gt;like don't say okay...&lt;br /&gt;cause when you say it it sounds like someone is doubtful and undecisive and scarstic. and i still don't know how to spell sacarstic. is it? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah! i prefer tom and jerry. hahaha that day i went to P's house and we watched it like mad. damnnnnnn funny :D its like bang bang and then tom and jerry has girlfriend's one. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its only 58%. D: &lt;br /&gt;OH YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BUY CELLE'S MEDICINE WHICH ARE MENSTRUAL CELLS I THINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOOOOOOOLIOS. :D&lt;br /&gt;okay i go sign up now. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 snipsandscissors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-3871594979821131371?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/3871594979821131371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=3871594979821131371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3871594979821131371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3871594979821131371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-dddddd-i-just-applied-for-some.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-7766861926732587989</id><published>2008-10-01T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T07:28:51.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the fortune cookie said keep on keeping on. okay :D &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;im going to do it. and i'll sleep by 11. SCIENCE :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science loves me. &lt;br /&gt;me loves science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science + me = love&lt;br /&gt;science + me - love = 0&lt;br /&gt;science - love = - me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the freak, im wasting my time ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-7766861926732587989?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/7766861926732587989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=7766861926732587989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7766861926732587989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7766861926732587989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/10/fortune-cookie-said-keep-on-keeping-on.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-5160782372918654661</id><published>2008-10-01T04:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T05:04:01.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gah. ._. i just realised that. i only got my chem DIE. and im still here. maybe i'll go and wait till dinner than i continue studying. at least i do have some bio and some physics. my eye is like popping. like pop pop pop. and now i need to make a phonecall ._. i always have to make the phonecall ._. that makes me pissed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway that phone call was for my sister ._. and it was gay. cause i just wasted some energy on pressing the buttons and then they said the singtel mobile customer is not available. blah. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seriously my eye is like going to pop like woah and im closing my eyes and blogging so pardon for any mistakes. i really can do it. its real. ._. cause i know my keyboard very well so you just got to give me one key and i can type with my eyes closed. i admit i do open them after one or two sentences but now its closed and its still closed hahahahhaa. i just typed hahahahha right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyway if you didn't read, i went to observe those funny stuff below again and i realised that they're purposely crapped out one, except for the peter one. cause firstly, the one that i claimed was hilarious had used a font to type here it is. you notice that the two i's are similar so its a font. then the rest had used the computer to be typed out and the date for the compositions are like 01 and colourful was supposed to be colorful if it was american. okay you won't understand what im saying but i understand what im saying and as long as i know it its fine. you don't have to know what i know, but i can always know what you know. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;protease - polypeptides - amino acids &lt;br /&gt;intestinal lipase + pancreatic lipase - fats - fatty acids and glycerol. &lt;br /&gt;(where did the gobules come from anyway ._. )&lt;br /&gt;carbohydrase - carbohydrates - maltose - glucose(simple sugars)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay my biology is not bad. &lt;br /&gt;and i figured out. i don't want to be a computer programmer anymore. im going to join nasa. and if you didn't know, nasa is not just about being an astronaut. there's many different jobs like computer programmer, scientist, engineering etc. but im going to be an astronaut + scientist and all. WEEE and its so cool hahaha BUT I DON'T ALLOW YOU TO JOIN CAUSE LATER YOU'LL TAKE MY SPACE AND LEAVE NO JOB FOR ME D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway its so cool and they like fly to the moon! and then when they come down they parachute down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's definitely more fun then sitting in front of a computer and programming games. and there's this pro in there who says that she was interested in chem, physics and astronomy and i am. its my job. hahahhaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT TO GO :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now its dinner. dinnerdinnerdinner. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway happy hari raya puasa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more like happy studying science day. ._.&lt;br /&gt;i still have like to go through physics and remember the items used for converging lens and bio which is the reproductive system. im sure you don't want me to blog about testes or im sure you don't want to read about testes and im afraid if i do, my blog will be considered as it consists of porn and it'll be rated as like NC 100._. and then i can't do the payperpost etc so bye anyway my mum asks me and my dad why we always have to be called so many times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 snips and scissors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-5160782372918654661?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/5160782372918654661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=5160782372918654661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/5160782372918654661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/5160782372918654661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/10/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-946368083649176231</id><published>2008-09-30T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T07:54:43.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weeeee. i haven't posted again for quite some time. im in the  mid way between the &lt;br /&gt;science and history exam. this means that i ended history and im going on to science.&lt;br /&gt;but there's a break cause its gonna be hari raya :D ahahahhahahahahahhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so history exam was kind of screwed. but my english letter writing was worst ._.&lt;br /&gt;my english letter went like that. it was a informal letter to be written to the &lt;br /&gt;principal on behalf of the fitness club president. then i wrote: &lt;br /&gt;I am the president of the fitness club, chin chye. &lt;br /&gt;(rest of the letter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours sincerely&lt;br /&gt;(signature)&lt;br /&gt;jolene ng. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._. die laaaaa D: i went to write the wrong person so it was like two people was writing the letter and it makes me go crazy and i also remembered later that i left out the postal code D: maybe because the chinese version was you followed some other person's name thus i forgot then i still went and sign it off as jolene ng. gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh and chin chye was this pap person according to history. i like him :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yay its science. thats quite cool. cause science exams are like woahwa :D seriously. science exams its like. wait i needa drink soup ._. woah. heng. i thought my whole keyboard had came out and then all that i had just typed would be wasted. cause i tripped on it when i went to drink my soup and since the usb port of the keyboard is connected to the outside of my cpu in case you don't get how it could come out and how i could trip over my keyboard. anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dog's dog treats are nice. seriously. they look like biscuits and they're like chicken biscuits. and they smell good. i think the shop cheated our money cause its like normal human food then they said your dog would definitely love it. i mean which dog doesn't like food ._. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got some crap from S's email. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SOI5JuJNCyI/AAAAAAAAAMY/YECKVAOjIXQ/s1600-h/lamer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SOI5JuJNCyI/AAAAAAAAAMY/YECKVAOjIXQ/s400/lamer1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251822954635660066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think you can see it. okay wait let me type it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;START.&lt;br /&gt;what I would like to see in my aged parents/grandparents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a boy. Boy is a boy. Girl is a girl but I &lt;br /&gt;am not a girl. Why I am not a girl is because&lt;br /&gt;I am a boy. A very good boy. I have a sister&lt;br /&gt;and threee parents. Two mothers and on father.&lt;br /&gt;They are mad people and I am their mad child. &lt;br /&gt;We are all mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they are old,I am hoping that they have&lt;br /&gt;earned a lot of money by then. Money is money. &lt;br /&gt;Not money is not money. Money is good so I like&lt;br /&gt;money. When they are old they will not need so &lt;br /&gt;much money so I can take all their money and &lt;br /&gt;use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of my three parents, there are more&lt;br /&gt;of them to take care of each other. I can go &lt;br /&gt;and use all their money as they do not need&lt;br /&gt;the money. They can go and play chess or sing&lt;br /&gt;songs together. &lt;br /&gt;END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SOI6QyxNC7I/AAAAAAAAAMg/FTa-OvXe9Hw/s1600-h/lamer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SOI6QyxNC7I/AAAAAAAAAMg/FTa-OvXe9Hw/s400/lamer2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251824175647886258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking outside my window- Describe sights, sounds&lt;br /&gt;and activites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking outside my window, got bird, got boy.&lt;br /&gt;Boy eat bird, bird die. I see a rainbow outside.&lt;br /&gt;It is very colourful. I am happy because it is &lt;br /&gt;very beautiful. I see children playing with balls&lt;br /&gt;outside. All kinds of balls. Football, basketball,&lt;br /&gt;baseball, ballball. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and dad come into my room and sit beside&lt;br /&gt;me on my bed. They look outside the window too.&lt;br /&gt;My mom is sitting on my right and my dad is sitting&lt;br /&gt;on my left. They are happy that I am happy. &lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, some sparrows flew past. Our family dog &lt;br /&gt;then jumped out of the window to catch some birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dog is a very active dog. He eats a lot. &lt;br /&gt;He is an active dog who eats a lot. This is why &lt;br /&gt;he is active. However, he is not a very clever&lt;br /&gt;dog because he is mad. When he jumped out of the&lt;br /&gt;window to catch the birds, he forgot that our &lt;br /&gt;family lives on the Twenty eight floor. Dog die.&lt;br /&gt;Me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a bad day for me looking outside the&lt;br /&gt;window because I am sad. I am sad because my parents&lt;br /&gt;just bought the dog yesterday. We are sad. Suddenly&lt;br /&gt;an aeroplane flies past the window. We forgot &lt;br /&gt;about our dog and are very surprised because we&lt;br /&gt;have never seen an aeroplane before. As a result,&lt;br /&gt;we are happy because the aeroplane is exciting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is talking to me, but I continue looking&lt;br /&gt;out the window. She screams, but I still look &lt;br /&gt;outside the window. I am deaf because of the large sound&lt;br /&gt;from the aeroplane. We are sad again, but happy&lt;br /&gt;because the rainbow is still in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an exciting day outside my window.  &lt;br /&gt;END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and notice he got C+&lt;br /&gt;somehow, these look quite fake and someone crapped it up cause if you noticed, if it was british, which its sounds like, colourful would be colorful. and the date is 01. okay thats weird. but its funny still :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's some maths crap too :D&lt;br /&gt;I like this :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SOI8v8D4d4I/AAAAAAAAAMo/BxJg-7-aC14/s1600-h/lamer3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SOI8v8D4d4I/AAAAAAAAAMo/BxJg-7-aC14/s400/lamer3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251826909741348738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is lame D: kind of stupid. ._. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SOI86kISmLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/IlxykMTLY9U/s1600-h/lamer4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SOI86kISmLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/IlxykMTLY9U/s400/lamer4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251827092295948466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS HILARIOUS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SOI9Ky8N_fI/AAAAAAAAAM4/zc01Sx8Yhpc/s1600-h/lamer5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SOI9Ky8N_fI/AAAAAAAAAM4/zc01Sx8Yhpc/s400/lamer5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251827371149753842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is neutral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SOI9bMDbkLI/AAAAAAAAANI/FSSVrwlKqys/s1600-h/lamer7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SOI9bMDbkLI/AAAAAAAAANI/FSSVrwlKqys/s400/lamer7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251827652768796850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SOI9YikdBjI/AAAAAAAAANA/FmI4Grff-AQ/s1600-h/lamer6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SOI9YikdBjI/AAAAAAAAANA/FmI4Grff-AQ/s400/lamer6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251827607273276978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye i need to go and chiong ._. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-946368083649176231?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/946368083649176231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=946368083649176231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/946368083649176231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/946368083649176231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/09/weeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SOI5JuJNCyI/AAAAAAAAAMY/YECKVAOjIXQ/s72-c/lamer1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-6001802128775808446</id><published>2008-09-25T05:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T05:41:47.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow i haven't posted for some time. no one i was playing that lame pokemon and number two I STUDIED. I REALLY DID. now let me tell you about singapore as a transport hub! singapore is a transport hub as it has a good system of air transport, water transport and land transport. singapore is connected to many cities in the world by major airline companies. and singapore is geographically situated such that when ships pass through from east to west, they have to pass through singapore, showing singapore's well developed water transport. and singapore also has a good and advanced network of land transport such as the well planned highway system. therefore singapore is a transport hub. hahaha. okay not bad right me. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wait. there's also the shrinking world. people in the past used to travel by foot or with the use of animals, but now, with the advance in technology, the invention of the wheel and combustion engines has led to the development in cars and other vehicles. in water, people used to use wooden canoes to travel, but now, ships run on diesel, and lastly, in air, aircrafts has been invented to allow people to travel from one place to another in a short period of time. for communications, there are both developments in print media and telecommunications. people can now print media more quickly and in greater quantities. in telecommunications, people can now send signals and messages over long distances with the help of electric equipment. such electric equipment include the invention of satellite televisions, internet and video-conferencing has benefited mankind by a lot. video-conferencing allows people from various parts of the world to communicate by seeing and hearing each other on a screen. the internet allows people to exchange and share information, and the development of electronic mail and instant messaging through the internet has allowed people to send and recieve messages very quickly. Satellite televisions also now allow people to be notified and are able to watch live broadcasts in other countries. These improvements in technology therefore has allowed people to have an increase accessibility and connectivity. People can now maintain contact with people from other countries by chatting online through the internet and business among countries can also be carried out easily with the help of video-conferencing. Information, ideas, cultures and values can also be spread from a place to another easily. with the development in transport, people can also now travel longer distances in shorter time. this makes it faster for people travelling from place to place and it also makes communication easy. Thus, the world seems to be smaller as there is the decrease in travelling time and the relavant distance, giving rise to the phenomenon of a shrinking world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. you are probably pleased with me for being able to squeeze all that out of myself without the help of the textbook being in front of the computer. but now i still have land supply and water supply and pollution. obviously the subject is geogaphry if you haven't noticed. and i should go and play some pokemon cause i need to relax my brain for a while and after all its 5min left to dinner. and i don't believe that chicken essence can help. its more of your own brain power and all. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually land supply is quite easy. its basically the reasons for land constraint and what the government does. ho-hum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised that i haven't mentioned that i actually didn't go for morning jog that day. then the pe department head apparently didn't notice. i thought she always noticed me and disliked me but actually she's probably daydreaming when she sees everyone jogging. so she doesn't notice how many rounds a person runs. and i saw her and our english teacher(who's a runner) driving away in her car. and our pe department head is single and manly and we did matchmake them. hahahaha. but nevermind. and no offense included. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway so that day i planned it one night before the morning jog day. then qixuan was like asking me on msn if i wanted to don't jog at all. so i said okay and then she said if we go to school late maybe it is possible. so i met her at macdonalds at 7.20 and then we slowly walked up and then all went well and we hid in the toilet at first until we saw our vice principal so we ran and hid at the secondary's one toilets and then we stood at where the malay teacher stood. and he's a nice guy so he doesn't know anything. and then after that when i saw my monitor opening the classroom door i chionged in. and i bought breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the bad part was that the pe department teacher was upstairs and the secondary three were having their exams so she claimed that our class was kind of noisy so she came in and then she caught us eating our macdonald breakfast and somehow W and B and sunshine galz didn't get caught cause i think they already ate it finish and we got caught and then she asked us why we were eating and i thought she would scold me for not going for morning jog but apparently she did not notice that i did not run somemore i took out my pinafore and pretended that i just ran as i was in my pe attire and it worked. so im happy on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i was late. dang. okay i promise that i'll be really early tomorrow. and i seriously want to play my pokemon. at least battle one guy. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-6001802128775808446?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/6001802128775808446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=6001802128775808446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/6001802128775808446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/6001802128775808446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow-i-havent-posted-for-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-940114371765692159</id><published>2008-09-19T07:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T08:02:28.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here goes. another session of ions and their charges ._. i remember i had something like that some time ago D: oh ya i still owe WT the pictures ._. damn unglam. finefine i upload. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind ._. im lazy to type and apparently i only recieved half of them. i haven't installed my camera yet you see. guitar tomorrow :D the game is super super fun. buahhahaa. its called turbo fiesta! :D lets see if i can upload it here. nvm. D: goodnight :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-940114371765692159?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/940114371765692159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=940114371765692159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/940114371765692159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/940114371765692159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/09/here-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-7599397160295971377</id><published>2008-09-19T07:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T08:35:56.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally! i got my momentum of blogging bck. just now it was kind of funny cause i didn't exactly feel like blogging and i couldn't type as fast i can now! anyway. i just bathed finish and my hands just simply suddenly felt like posting another post! and i managed to study a bit in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly i think that studying in toilets are pretty useful. i mean its like. ._. like just now while i was bathing then i would somehow just study. like me and C and we liked to go in the toilets and study. okay anyway about studying in toilets. apparently, normally on tuesdays, my tuition starts at 7 and her's at 6.30. and on monday, my tuition starts at like 5 and hers at 6. then that time i was like no where to go and no seats available so in the end i went to the toilet and apparently its quite clean. but don't take my idea! its really cool and its like no one disturbs you and that time at tthe library i also did the same thing. and thenthe C also told me that she also evertime go to the toilet and sleep when she's waiting for her tuition. and everyone thinks were kind of crazy. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i remembered about that monkey and those monkeys after watching animal planet. cause there was once when in this year when me and the C ended up walking all the way to upper pierce reservoir from our school. its pretty far okay. ._. so we walked. at first i was even thinking of picknicking there and bringing like chips to eat on the way but seriously its just far. but it was fun, climbing up and down the slopes at the roadside and people driving past probably wondered why two crazy st nicks girls were walking all the way into upper pierce with our books and bags and school uniform. anyway i haven't gotten to the monkey part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so at first the monkeys were okay. i mean they're always there for like some unknown reason and they do have scary eyes. but then when we got there. then we put our bags down. and for some unknown reason i left my bag open. and we went to the water area and took many photos and especially my nice grassy green flower photo and we were like sitting on the rocks and then when went back to our bags, there were like some monkeys around our bags. like omggggg D: and then apparently it was like shoving around it and then they kind of flung C's bag to one side and my freaking bag was open D: and its my expensive nike bag so i was like screaming at C to do something but she kept laughing so i was super pissed that the monkey was being so mean yet she was being so happy over my fright D: thats called xing zai le huo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway so my bag was open. so the monkey managed to take out my wallet ._. its this white little pouch thing that both me and crystal has. anyway i used to keep it until that day i saw it when i was cleaning out my bag and then i found it at the bottom and then i decided to throw that useless crap away. back to the story. so the monkey took out that white wallet. (amazingly i took white. green was taken by some unknown i think) so it bit it D: and i was like "MY MONEY" and there were like super many holes and i believe it was trying to open it. and luckily none of my money was bitten cause they included my funfair raising money money. and then those monkeys also took out my sunglasses. somehow i carried them with me because that time i went to buy them with C and then i don't know how it got in there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it took it out and flung it to one side too. then it took the essence D: the essence is this bottle of liquid that was used by me and P to wash our paintbrushes. you know those kind of containers that you dip your paintbrushes in. okay so i kept it for some unknown reason cause P said that it probably will bring me luck and she said i needed it cause i told her i was going hiking at upper pierce and she said in case i do get kidnapped or raped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it took it out. and he tried opening it. and i believe he drank it. D: and then amazingly the monkeys did not manage to get the two packets of lexus chocolate biscuits that i had put in my bag ._. they're sure stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and C just kept laughing all the time and i was like stomping my feet to scare them off but they like growled at me. and it would make this hissing sound and bend down and it bared its teeth D: i don't like monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway is it fine to throw some of our rubbish out of the window. cause they said that waste does cause pollution and global warming and all. so if you do throw some stuff out it does prevent some pollution. and i did throw some stuff out before. there was once when i was really late for school and then i still had to eat that breakfast that my mum made so i ended up flinging the whole bread out of the window. im sorry D: i know i wasted food. zzzzzzz but i still don;t see any point of eating breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was once when i came home with some eggy. its this snack thats like lumpy and holey and you can buy them at plaza sing. and then i also brought home P's eggy cause she told me to help her keep it first then i forgot to return it to her at the bus stop. so i brought it home and i forgot to throw it away downstairs. and then i was like what to do with this lumpy crap. ._. and im saliva concious. so i couldn't possibly throw it outside in the main dustbin cause my mum would just be wondering why the hell did i buy an eggy. so i ended up throwing it out of the window. and it had been there for a few days. it did rain and it did shine. and now i think it diffused into the cement. you see, it landed on the platform at the 6th floor. so it was there for pretty long. and now you can;t even see it, except for like some lumps in the cement. amazing. and if you don't know what diffuse is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diffuse means the movements of molecules from a region of higher concentration to a region of lower concentration through a partially permeable membrane, until the concentration in the two regions are the same. so its like the eggy had a high concentration of eggy molecules while the cement had a high concentration of cement molecules. so somehow the molecules from the eggy diffused into the cement cause the cement lacked of eggy molecules and the eggy wasn't moved or shifted for quite some time and eventually diffusion happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe some ants just simply ate it up.&lt;br /&gt;and i realised the best time for me to study is at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight :D &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-7599397160295971377?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/7599397160295971377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=7599397160295971377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7599397160295971377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/7599397160295971377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally-i-got-my-momentum-of-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-3770639534594658373</id><published>2008-09-19T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T07:25:04.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gahhhh :D im here again ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so today. =/ i woke up. i wanted to buy macs and bring it to school, one for me and one for tomato. then in the end i couldn't get up. and then i postponed our mac donald breakfast to monday. so hopefully i can wake up. and in the end today i went to school and so coincidentally met qx again on the way. then we were like, i don't feel like going for asembly. and then qx said that we can't possibly pon assembly, so we told the prefects to book us but they didn't want to since they claimed that we were not late so we ended up trying to close the drinks stall fridge for the uncle and then we were late and then we went back to report to the prefect. and at that time everyone was saying the pledge so all those security guards and other latecomers or some primary prefects were like standing there. then no one sang the national anthem so we ended up singing it like super loud and then obviously i can't sing for nuts. i'll go out of tune ._. then we sat and rotted on the chair there but assembly today had nothing anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we had self study and ctc went crazy. she said that some schools had a study corner and then its a place for students to study in. then she said that during the exams it would be popular, and then she was like, its very very quiet in there! and then she said that when people made a noise, the other students would GLARE at the noise maker. then she told us to try that. ._. and then it kind of failed so she ended up giving us 3warnings and something like that. it was kind of funny :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we had home econs and we had to cook our problem based learning breakfast. i cooked some mushroom sandwich which was nice :D but unfortunately we got misssgwee. ._. did i mention her before? i'll mention her again. ms gwee is some weirdo person with curly hair and a pleasantly big glasses. she has pretty saggy skin and a pleasing body shape. ._. okay so she smacked me before cause i kept the frying pan in the wrong cupboard. and seriously like smack my ass. and then there was once when i wanted to look at the fork she used so i picked it up and she ended up smacking my hands. ._. anyway she is very gay. ANYWAY she claims to have a lot of friends and she always digresses during lessons and then she'll talk about her friends and then say some crazy story that probably happens to her only ._. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think there was once when she said she had this very pretty sewed on hem on her blouse and her friend said "you look so pretty!" or something like that. and she believes that we should be elegant and don't know what and that all women should learn how to sew. so apparently she's my home economics teacher and now i DO know how to sew. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i cooked my mushroom sandwich and it was nice. seriously i believe i can cook :D i have a good estimation and that time when i was hungry i went to fry my own pasta. ._. so maybe next time i'll be a gourmet. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after that i went to the P's house and then i watched animal planet for a while. then there was this poor little elephant who got bullied and don't know what and then i said maybe i'll end up being one of those enviromentalists and go and explore the world about animals. i think its pretty cool cause there's like so many species of different animals and its not just like those basic pig, dog, cow, giraffe, horse, cat, mouse. you know there are elephants, rhinoceres (how to spell ._.) anyway i can't seem to find some green animal besides those insects. lolllllllllll maybe i should go and dye my dogs hair green :D actually i think my dog is stylable. he has pretty long hair. except its kind of short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dog is super cute :DDDDD but apparently if you didn't know, he is GAY. he has one ball missing. and so that does make him sound kind of gay. i mean a guy without a ball. amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then so in the end, P went to sleep like usual. so she always sleeps and then i did try studying but i also ended up sleeping. and i slept on the floor D: and then her maid said that i also sleep like a pig. lol. and my maths textbook and science file were my pillows. cause i couldn't find anything better to rest my head on. you know everytime you sleep, then you say 10secs more. so you'll count 10secs more. but somehow you reach until 8+ and then you just blank off. so i was saying okay i rest for 1min. so i counted and counted and i ended up sleeping. then when we woke up it was like 6.00 D: lolssssssssss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! i haven't eaten my daily toblerone. and i still need to bathe. die. D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no one seems to know where the tagboard is. ._. garhh okay i'll edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-3770639534594658373?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/3770639534594658373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=3770639534594658373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3770639534594658373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/3770639534594658373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/09/gahhhh-d-im-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-8858472089742205288</id><published>2008-09-17T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:59:34.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello :D lols. lols. lols. ._. today i ended up playing pokemon at the P's house. cause she went to sleep and i was using her comp. and its pretty fun hahaha. and i like squirttle is super cute and is that how you spell it? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then today we also played cheat in class during an absent teachers period then it was super fun and we couldn't end the game cause we kept accusing each other of cheating. something like that. it was really lame then i kept accusing hm =x and then that ostrich friend came and started talking about us and us wasting our time and that we should stop playing and start studying and then we were like, later you fail, not we fail :D then she said her tsk tsk thingy and then she still managed to make us stop cause we went "last game already!" and then she says it'll never end and then we just had to stop so in the end I still did manage to do some maths. lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my new name is chilli padi. apparently someone named me that. cause they did not know what to name me. there's already a pork chop, mutton something and something and something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain is blocked ._. i really don't know what to write D: maybe im going mad again. i don't know if i mentioned, but i realised that after i clunk in one whole chunk of studying then when i reach home i practically feel like vomitting D: is it the excess waste from studying or what D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's nothing much for me to write here today and no crap is coming except for the dog bitten comb thats on my desk, this tissue paper on the floor that no one wants to throw, my dog sleeping like a dead dog, the fan blowing at full speed into thin air, my dishwasher churning the dishes. thats about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think dishwasher's are cool. if you ever saw one, they would wash the plates with hot water, and there's this sprinkler thing and then at the end of the whole process when you open it up, there will be steam and the cups and plates will be super warm and they feel very nice to hold. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pokemon is quite fun. i used to like the theme song and then they'll say "team rocket blasts off again!". but when they came up with so many kinds of this and that and this and that and pokemon + pokemon + pokemon then it became kind of mad and got pretty boring cause we could not absorb all the pokemon into our brain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since the S blogged about me i'll have to blog about her. &lt;br /&gt;to S:&lt;br /&gt;i give changmin to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one to P also:&lt;br /&gt;P you ARE FAT. i don't know why but everyone just associates you with fat. actually those that do are fatter than you. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to W:&lt;br /&gt;stop stop stop time out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to B:&lt;br /&gt;hello maths pro kia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to YOU:&lt;br /&gt;hello. support me! click on the advertisement. and if you want me to blog about you i can :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a friend, whose name is johnnyyy :D hello johnny! how are you today.&lt;br /&gt;johnny: not bad ehhh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pokepokepoke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;blank blank blank &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;woah so much emptiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still reading? you're just gonna rot yourself by reading this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello! okay lets say hi to johnny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;jjjjjjjjjjjjjjj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohnny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;ohnny sounds like oh-nnn-yi! so its oh, nyi! and nyi is probably a new name. okay so johnny's girlfriend is nyi. i'll make a story for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Johnny was walking down the road when he saw nyi, the pretty korean girl.&lt;br /&gt;J:yo sexies whats up. &lt;br /&gt;nyi:errr. ._.&lt;br /&gt;J:sorry i lost my number, can i have yours? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then nyi's boyfriend, the F came along.&lt;br /&gt;F:HEY YOU. BUG OFF MY GIRL D:&lt;br /&gt;nyi: (blush)&lt;br /&gt;J: ... wangadium laveosa (or whatever. the harry potter spell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F starts floating.&lt;br /&gt;F:woahwoahwoah?!&lt;br /&gt;nyi: oooohhhhhhhhhheeee :D hot. &lt;br /&gt;J: heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats how they new each other.&lt;br /&gt;so they talked and chatted and they fell in loveee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: for you honey :D&lt;br /&gt;nyi: thank you! &lt;br /&gt;F: grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. im definitely going to use my auntie's frying pan to konk his head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(midnight)&lt;br /&gt;*knock knock*&lt;br /&gt;J: who's there?&lt;br /&gt;F: frying pan!&lt;br /&gt;J: frying pan who? &lt;br /&gt;F: frying pan is coming to konk you!&lt;br /&gt;._. [thats lame]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bankwhamspam. &lt;br /&gt;F: (jaws drop) sees J's **** and nyi's **** and they're hugging. nyi apparently seems to be fainting. &lt;br /&gt;J: see! what is your problem? ._.&lt;br /&gt;F: nothing. im just green with envy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehhhhhhhhhhhh this story is crap. there is no johnny. but i can make a story about you if you want. okay wait let me try a better story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;characters: cinderella, sleeping beauty, snow white, prince charming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cinderella: one daaaaay, my prince will come... one day, my prince will come! (sings out of tune)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping beauty: shut up im trying to get some sleep to look beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snow white: i would love some snow for my birthday. snow is so green, like me! green is the most beautiful colour that exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[meanwhile...]&lt;br /&gt;princecharming: humpty dumpty sat on the wall, humpty dumpty had a GREAT BIG FALL! all the king's horses and all the king's men, couldn't put humpty dumpty together again! BUT I CAN :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping beauty: someone!&lt;br /&gt;cinderella     : somewhere!&lt;br /&gt;snowwhite      : out there!&lt;br /&gt;sleeping beauty: i dream of him!&lt;br /&gt;cinderella     : i think of him!&lt;br /&gt;snowwhite      : i'll do anything for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[gasps :O, dashes to window]&lt;br /&gt;sleeping beauty: he's there, he's there! i'm really not dreaming!&lt;br /&gt;cinderella     : wow, he's hot, like that, korean actor changmin!&lt;br /&gt;snowwhite      : he is really real, as snow as green!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I'M GONNA GET HIM! (3 of them say at the same time)&lt;br /&gt;sleeping beauty: oh wall, oh wall, please let down your hair!&lt;br /&gt;cinderella     : oh wall, oh wall, i really must get there!&lt;br /&gt;snowwhite      : oh wall, oh wall, please show your care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[IM COMING!]&lt;br /&gt;cinderella     : ah! my shoe! it disappeared out of nowhere!&lt;br /&gt;snowwhite      : ah! my green! its simply everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;sleeping beauty: (hahahaha) idiots! i'll be the first to get there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[cinderella and snowwhite are looking for their shoes and for their green's]&lt;br /&gt;sleeping beauty: yawn, im sure he'll come by this path, my as well take a short nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[sleeping]&lt;br /&gt;[finding shoe]&lt;br /&gt;[snowing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[MEANWHILE]&lt;br /&gt;prince charming: oh mr sun, sun, mr golden sun, don't you say i'm hot too. ah! what is this. a shiny crystally object! it must be a rare object! lets see what i can do with it. (smells it) it smells like something you wear! (licks it) it tastes like something made of glass! (observes it) it looks like just the right thing for me!&lt;br /&gt;(puts in on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiny, bright! crystal, light!&lt;br /&gt;i look so pretty,&lt;br /&gt;i look so hot,&lt;br /&gt;im the best,&lt;br /&gt;of all this lot!&lt;br /&gt;buahahahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLD IT. i smell, the smell of another shiny object. i must get my hands on it! &lt;br /&gt;(sniffs like a dog, in fact, my dog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW. IM STUCK. would you like to continue it? if you want to, you could email the second half of the story to me! hahahaha. and why does blogger now underline all your wrong words. it looks kind of horrible. anyway this story is mine. but im stuck, and i can't continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it could be half yours and half mine if you could end it. :D &lt;br /&gt;and i hate mosquitoes. im getting a lot of mosquito bites recently. they really BUG me. like i mean BUG BUG BUG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bugging bugs really bug the bugging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if bugging = irritating, bugs = irritants, bug = irritate,&lt;br /&gt;"bugging bugs really bug the bugging"&lt;br /&gt;means:&lt;br /&gt;irritating bugs really irritate the irritating!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if bugging = 2, bugs = 3, really = 10, bug = -2, the = 1,&lt;br /&gt;"bugging bugs really bug the bugging" &lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;(2)(3)(10)(-2)(1)(2)&lt;br /&gt;= -240.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if bugging = snips, bugs = and, really = scissors, bug = is, the = cool,&lt;br /&gt;"bugging bugs really bug the bugging"&lt;br /&gt;means:&lt;br /&gt;snips and scissors is cool snips! &lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;it means that I AM cool snips of stuff. &lt;br /&gt;okay that doesn't make ANY SENSE. no sense no sense no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't stop staring at that pink pig on my table. its my pen holder but actually its something else but i don't know what it should be used for. to hold pens its probably a bit unstable, but there's a hole inside? ._. and then its really cute. maybe i could use it to make my new pencil box eh. in case you didn't know, my current pencil box is a sock! its a green green sock which is written with green green words over it. so it makes it a (green)4 sock. &lt;br /&gt;(green)(green)(green)(green)= 0&lt;br /&gt;if r = 2, e = 3, n = 4, find g.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay happy solving that. i'll release the answers some other day in some other world in some other month and in some other year so do keep checking in case the some other day happens to be the next day, or your birthday, or christmas, or a green day, or a another colour day, or a dog day, or a monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, or maybe even a jolene day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so MANY days. so do keep checking in case it becomes THE DAY. D:&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-8858472089742205288?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/8858472089742205288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=8858472089742205288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8858472089742205288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/8858472089742205288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-d-lols.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356825186760506275.post-6027641678032163577</id><published>2008-09-16T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T08:42:11.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lols this will be a short post. its like nightnightnight. im going mad. but nevermind. today i wanted to skip morning jog. but i was too afraid to do so. lols. then qx told me to hide in the toilet but i told her that our teacher was looking. lols. then in the end we ran. sweatening D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay goodnight :D &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356825186760506275-6027641678032163577?l=snips-scissors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/feeds/6027641678032163577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=356825186760506275&amp;postID=6027641678032163577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/6027641678032163577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356825186760506275/posts/default/6027641678032163577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snips-scissors.blogspot.com/2008/09/lols-this-will-be-short-post.html' title=''/><author><name>snips &amp;amp;/- scissors; jolene hazel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wq8ureeqRVc/SSVAdJxvOZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yGQzH0FOy64/S220/118.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
